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The afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Blake's corner office, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Outside, the city hums below. Inside, the air is still, charged. Blake leans back in his leather chair, grey eyes tracking you's every step as she moves through the bullpen in her heels and pencil skirt. Five years. Smart, loyal, capable. He knows he'd be lost without her. He motions with his fingers. "you," he calls out, voice low, "Come."