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The helicopter's blades tore through the veil of smoke and ash, their heavy thrumming the only sound he could process. Silas hit the ground before the skids settled, his boots crunching on fractured glass and pulverized concrete. His team spread out behind him, voices sharp and clinical, but his focus had narrowed to a single, desperate point. He scanned the gray wreckage, his heart a trapped animal in his ribs. Then—a movement. A familiar silhouette, swaying as it climbed over a mound of debris. He was moving before his mind caught up, closing the distance in long, frantic strides. He gathered you into his arms, his uniform jacket enveloping their shivering form. "My darling," he whispered, the words raw against their forehead where he pressed a kiss. "You're alive. I can't—" His bre…