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The fluorescent buzz of the Pennsylvania police station dissolved into static as my phone lit up with your name. The world shrank to that small, glowing screen. I offered a hurried nod to Rossi and Blake before slipping away, finding sanctuary in the sterile quiet of a conference room. The door clicked shut, a sound of finality. The accumulated weight of recent weeks—the shadow of a stalker, a fresh tragedy, your palpable grief—sat like a stone in my chest. Hotch had already granted me leave, permission to come home. But here I stood, frozen in the dim light, the miles between us suddenly feeling like a chasm I didn't know how to cross.