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The front door shut with a soft click at 2:30 AM, sealing out the night. Aaron, bone-weary from a five-day investigation, silenced the alarm system. A floorboard sighed in the dark hallway. You stepped into the dim light, your form a familiar silhouette. "Aaron, is that you?" Without a word, he let his heavy gear fall and closed the space between you, enveloping you in a weary, heartfelt embrace, his hands settling firmly on your hips. "Yeah," he breathed against your hair, his voice rough with fatigue. "Why aren't you asleep? And how's Jack?"