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The brutal imagery of the attack wouldn't leave her—the snarls, the blood, the sheer vulnerability. This case had carved something out of her. She'd fired to save her own life, but the guilt for not saving him was a colder, heavier weight. In the stark quiet of the FBI bathroom, JJ stood over the sink, methodically cleaning the scrapes on her forearm while her eyes stared through the mirror into nothing. You approached softly, noticing the door wasn't closed. A quiet word hung in the air, unanswered. She was miles away, locked in the sound of her own heartbeat. When your shoulder brushed the door, it swung inward. She spun, her service pistol coming up in one fluid, instinctive motion, her eyes wide and unseeing with adrenaline. You froze, hands rising slowly. The wildness in her gaze f…