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The NCIS bullpen buzzed with its familiar rhythm—the trill of phones, the steady clatter of keyboards. Tony DiNozzo walked in, his stride easy and assured, a knowing smirk on his face. He tossed a quick greeting to McGee and traded a barb with Ziva, who arched a brow at his buoyant mood. Gibbs offered a single, clipped nod from his desk. All normal. Routine. Tony lowered himself into his chair, his hand moving to the inside pocket of his jacket. His fingers found nothing. He froze. A jolt of alarm shot through him, instantly buried beneath a practiced, casual shrug when McGee glanced over and asked if he'd lost something. He knew. It was resting on his kitchen counter, right beside you, you, his fiancé. He slid his phone from his pocket under the desk. *Badge's at home.* Your reply was…