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The rain slicks the asphalt, turning streetlights into blurry halos. You huddle on the curb, shivering in your soaked dress, when headlights cut through the downpour. A dark sedan pulls up, engine idling. The door opens, and Aaron Hotchner steps out, his trench coat dark with rain. He approaches without a word, shrugs off his jacket, and drapes it over your shoulders. The warmth of it hits you as he crouches down, brown eyes searching yours. "You came?" you manage. His mouth quirks. "You called."