{ recap- Abbie and Harley are on their way to rescue Jenny before she gets barried alive, while Ichabod is looking into getting a new house }

*abbie's POV*

You know those days when no matter what you do nothing seems to go as planned?
For example, going to get gas.

You look at the gas tank and it seems like it would be enough to drive a few blocks and refill before you attend another event, considering you would be packed with work that day.

The gas station is in eye sight, right, then all of a sudden the car slows down, the wheels stop, and you are stuck in the middle of the road with a hungover man and a frustrated old lady on her period behind you honking.

Well, at least that's one analogy for what's happening now.

"STEP ON IT HARLEY- YOU CALL YOURSELF A MAN AND YOU CAN BARELY SPEED"
I shout at the guy. Even I could speed faster and still not have the cops on my tail. (Even if they were from the same station as I was, which they were)

I was turned around in the passenger seat, my back to the front of the car, trying to motion to Greg (newbie at the police station, nice determined guy but we don't talk much) that everything was cool.

"THIS IS AS FAST AS I CAN GO!"
Harley said back as the car started to pick up speed.

I turned on the sirens and called in more officers to the location.

It's so odd, that somehow the person behind all this figured out Jenny's phone passcode, went to her messages, and somehow got Jenny into the position she was in now.

Jenny is pretty tough, so for her to get in a beef with this guy must mean he's on the opposite side of the fence, if you know what I mean.

295 Miller Avenue,
295 Miller Avenue,
295 Miller Avenue,
295 Miller Avenue,

Why did I recognize that address...

I think I might've had a birthday party on that street, or at the park there.. How old was I turning, 8, 9, maybe 10?

I remember a kid throwing up all over my cake, and some punks crashing it.
Of course, my mother wasn't around- or maybe she was just sitting back somewhere watching.

I remember Jenny going up to the punks and kicking one of them in the balls for me.
Best sister bonding moment a girl could ask for if I say so myself.

I even remember going home and crying that night- not because my party got semi-ruined, but because that was the first time I even remember seeing something that looked like a demon.

Obviously I know now that that wasn't the case, but I was a kid.
Kids think things out of proportion.

One moment you are eating ice cream, the next you think a monster is hiding behind the ice cream truck.

But that's life, what are you gonna do.

I would've forgotten that place by now, but it was also where my High School prom was held,

where I was ditched by my "guy best friend" who ended up choking my "best friend" with his tongue down her throat in the girls restroom.
His name, Dick, suited him well if I may say so myself.

But life is too short for teenage sob stories, so I eventually got over it.

I repeated the address so many times in my head and out loud that I might as well get it tattooed on my forehead.

Harley looked at me and chuckled for a second, before getting back into his serious mode.

"Why the frick do I just think I saw you laughing at me. You do NOT want to mess with me right now or I swear to god I WILL rip out your tongue and hang it up over your dashboard."

I didn't hear him say anything after that.

*SCREEEEEEEEECCCHHHHHH*

We made a sharp turn on the street, and after that everything was a blur.

I remember Ichabod standing there.

Suit and tie, hair held back with a ponytail, smiling like a little kid.
He was happy.

I remember Jenny next to him, along with Irving.

Dress, hair down, smiling with her perfectly whitened teeth that I was oh so jealous of all the time.
She was happy too.

I even remember Harley next to me as I buried my hands in my face trying to contain my smile and laughter.

His hands were thrown up in the air, screaming and doing a stupid little dance as he drove with his feet in the drivers seat.

He looked like he was in pain.

(Just kidding, he looked happy too)

After that moment, everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

I ran over to Jenny and hugged the idjit.

"I love you Abs, and because I love you I want you to be happy, and the only time I truly see you happy is when you are with him."

That was all she said to me, yet that was all she needed to say.
She pointed to Ichabod and went over to Harley, so it was just me and Crane now.

Ichabod walked over to me and tapped me on the head.

I tuned to him, furious yet at the same time I couldn't be happier on how this turned out.

We hugged ;
Him, holding me against his dark red tie and black suit
Me, squeezing the life out of the guy.

It was strange, being in his arms.

It's not like I've never hugged the guy before, but the times when I have hugged him it was always weird how I felt when I was there, in his arms.

Comforting was the word.
I was home.

I paused for a moment to notice the music playing, which I thought was coming from across the street was actually from inside the house.

"How'd you know I liked-"

"Abbie," Ichabod said, "I've know you for how long exactly? I may not be the sharpest sailor on the boat but I didn't crash the titanic either"

God I loved that guy.

He composed himself once again and back up a few steps, before bowing in front of me.

I smiled, but then it hit me.

"Wait, I thought you were getting your house today Crane? What happened to that plan?"

Jenny burst out laughing
"Hold on a second- you didn't tell her that? Bro, you know NOTHING about re-creating memories."

"What's Jen talking about Crane?"

*Ichabod's POV*

I looked into her beautiful creamy eyes, holding her gaze as she tried to contemplate what might be happening this very moment.

It all started when I was looking something up on Mr Google (when Abbie thought I was looking up new houses)

I saw an interesting article on how the main cause of depression is linked to bad memories growing up, and I remembered Miss Jenny talking to me about how their childhood hasn't been the brightest- especially Abbie's.

I remembered her telling me about this place on Miller Avenue;

The bad memories and scary thoughts that followed her (well, I'm assuming they followed Miss Mills, I doubt she would show any weakness to those events in front of anyone. It just wasn't her "style")

And I contemplated and contemplated and came up with the solution to "serenade" her at this place.

In other words, I didn't want her to ever be near depressions grasp.

Ever.

And that's exactly what I said to her when she asked me what Jenny was talking about.

I'm not leaving her side.

"May I have this dance"
I said to her with a bow.

"Who else would I ever dance with?"
She flashed her brilliant smile at me and I swear I saw stars.

*hours later...*

Abbie and Jenny were talking in the living room as I went to my sleeping room to grab something real quick.

I stopped to think about the whole day, and remembered the words that Irving said to me this morning while reading the morning paper.

"Crane, If you could have only one memory to take with you to heaven what would it be?"

I didn't have an answer at first, but now I believe strongly that it would be this day, or maybe the day I met Miss Mills, or any other day with her. Yes.

I silently closed the door entering the sleeping room and I sat down, hands together, eyes closed, and spoke.

"Please, I beg of you,
You can break my soul,
Take my life away,
Beat me
Hurt me
Kill me
But for the love of God,
Do not touch her."

A tear slipped down my cheek as I glanced at a picture of Abigail and I, when we were at Disneyland.

"Crane, you coming?"
I heard her shout.

I smiled,
"I'll be right there, Leftenate"

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