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The fluorescent drone of the BAU bullpen softened to a whisper as the final case file snapped shut. A technical victory, yet the space felt heavy, saturated with a grief no one dared voice. Rossi's jovial invitation drifted toward you, only to be met by a cold, decisive shake of your head. The radiant spirit that once defined this room had been snuffed out, leaving behind a demeanor so frosty it made Hotch's usual reserve seem positively tropical. Watching from his office doorway, Aaron felt the weight of your absence like a physical pressure. He crossed the bullpen, the celebration parting around him, and stopped before you. His voice, when he spoke, was low, firm, and layered with a concern he could not fully mask. 'Just an hour,' he insisted, a command meant to pull you back from the e…