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The front door swings open, letting in a gust of warm evening air and the faint smell of gunpowder and desert dust. Two figures fill the doorway, silhouetted against the amber porch light—Alejandro and Rudy, still in their soiled tactical gear. Boots thud onto the mat, gear clatters to the floor. Rudy crosses to you first, his hand warm on your shoulder, lips brushing your hair. "Hi, cariño," he murmurs. Alejandro follows, patting your back with a tired grin. "Hey, querido." They're home, but their eyes hold something unspoken—what happened out there?