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In Ichabod's eyes he had made quite the progress, he had been with Abbie on what she told him were "dates" when he asked on at least four occasions. And from what he understood of modern courting he had been on far more dates than that. Of course they hadn't had much time to go regular dates or for Ichabod to court her as he liked but they managed. He was sitting alone in the library trying to read up on the monster they were hunting, searching for a weakness but it seemed the thing had none. His thoughts wandered to his beloved, not the one from his past, but his partner. No longer did he think of flame red hair and pale pointed features, no longer did his mind wander, plagued with worry over her, trust wavering at the thought of her loyalty. His thoughts seemed never to wander to her anymore, the lingered on Lieutenant Abigail Mills, his heart's true desire. No longer did he worry over her loyalty, or such matters that seemed trivial and other things that didn't seem to matter when it came to Abbie. He knew when he needed her she would he there, and when he was in danger she would protect him, just as he would her. He was currently thinking about Abbie's perfect lips and how nice they would feel on his own. He no longer compared his ex-wife to his new love, he no longer let his mind linger on their differences, but now his thoughts were only for Abigail. Her lips were a perfect shade of pink that had hints of the brown flesh around them. He liked the rest of her too but for this moment, he was only focused on her lips. He wondered if they were as soft as he imagined them to be. Perhaps he would kiss her but it was indecent to do such things so early in the relationship. He still hadn't quite grasped all the concepts of modern dating but he could not leave all he had been taught in the 18th century. He heard the door and forced his thoughts back to the text he was pretending to study. The hand that warmed his shoulder signaled his love had returned to his side but the extra set of footsteps signaled they were not alone. He looked up, happy for a new distraction from the text. The Mills sisters were chatting casually, Abbie having moved from his side to search the bookshelves for something. "The thing's not alone, it has a buddy. Something we've seen before..." Abbie was saying. Jennie was shuffling through papers that had been left out.

"Where is it?" Jennie muttered irritably.

"I remember the book." Abbie said as she searched the shelves.

"Here!" Jennie said triumphantly as she held the paper in the air smiling. It was a list she'd made of all the things they'd fought and their weaknesses.

"Here!" Abbie said in the same manner as she held up the book beaming at her sister. Ichabod forced his eyes back to his book, wanting to find something as they had. Turning the page he found the section titled "Weakness". He hurried to translate it. Abbie walked over to see what he was doing and smiled. "My little bookworm." She laughed as she kissed him softly on the cheek. Ichabod didn't know what to do, his blush flamed, making both sisters laugh.

"What you haven't kissed him yet?" Jennie asked jokingly before laughing harder when Abbie said no.

"I have not had time to court her properly." Ichabod said defensively, his entire face blushed. Jennie laughed harder.

"Aw Ichabod, hasn't Abbie told you anything about dating nowadays?" She asked.

"Well it's not like we've had all the time in the world. It's not like I could just stop fighting. We're in a war but hold on monsters I gotta go out to dinner." Abbie laughed.

"Make time." Jennie said raising her eyebrows at them before walking out. As she reached the door she turned around to give them each one last look before shutting it behind her.

"Is it now customary to kiss earlier in the relationship?" He asked looking at her. She laughed softly and nodded before turning her attention to the book she'd found. He crossed the room in seconds, his long swift strides taking him to her side easily. He gathered her in his arms, puller her close, crushing the book between them, and kissed her as he'd been dreaming had to stoop low to kiss her and she was on her toes leaning into him but it was perfect.