(Note: This is a WestAbbie Crossover work of fan fiction that contains both moments between Ichabbie and WestAllen.)

Hope you enjoy this small beginning - Kay

It had been years since Iris West had seen her best friend, Abbie Mills. Of course she had Barry but things were getting so complicated between them the lines were beginning to blur in so many ways. There was so much that she needed to figure out about their relationship and she needed advice from a friend. Iris and Abbie made sure to send each other the occasional birthday presents and had annual long phone calls that always ended to soon. After college they had sworn to keep in touch but things like meta-humans and police work kept getting in the way.

Iris lay in bed in her apartment her face buried in her pillow. She remembered the look on Barry's face when she realized that he had told her they were married on Earth 2. How his eyes lit up, then how quickly they dimmed as they fell back to floor beneath him.

We're married

He was hers

She was his

On earth 2 there's a married woman, my doppelganger named Iris West-Allen

Getting out of bed Iris reached over, grabbed her phone and went to the contact list, she didn't know why but she scrolled down all the way to M. It was a long shot but Iris dialed Abbie's cell before she was aware of it. She needed her and she had a deep gut wrenching feeling that maybe Abbie needed to talk to her too.

Iris didn't get her hopes up, after all it had been a while so anything could happen. She could luck up and get Abbie's voicemail or even get a disconnected number. She sat up in her bed as she listens to the phone ring

Ring

Maybe I shouldn't be calling her, it's been years she probably doesn't even have the same number

Ring

Abbie answered on the fourth ring, "Agent Mills"

"Abbie its Iris. Wow, you're an Agent now."

"Iris, Iris West, Yeah I am. It's been a while since we talked."

"Yeah, I know. I was hoping we could meet up in person like we used to. I miss you so much"

"You know I miss you too, things have been really weird. I'm sorry I haven't called these past few years that much. Things have been hell."

"No it's okay, I've been experiencing my own version of that" Iris voice broke on the last word, she couldn't hold any secrets from her best girlfriend.

Abbie sat up a little straighter in her SUV as she heard Iris's voice "Iris, what's wrong?"

"It's me. It's Barry, and me and everything, it's everything Abbie. There's so much going on right now and I really can't talk to anyone else about it, not even my dad"

Abbie sat back listening to the sound of Iris's pained voice. She could hear it, everything Iris was holding back, trying to be strong. They were both always trying to be strong for the people in their lives but sometimes, even they needed someone to lean on. Because of everything that had happened, Abbie wasn't sure if Iris needed to be in Sleepy Hollow. She wasn't even sure if she should be in Sleepy Hollow after what Pandora and her boyfriend had done to her. She was so messed up. Everything was so much pressure. Abbie's hands started to tremble, her recent trauma replaying itself in a flash back of the cave in the catacombs.

"Abbie, Abbie are you there?!"

Maybe this talk is just what we both need

"Umm yeah, yeah I'm fine. Sorry about that, Iris I would love for you to come to Sleepy Hollow but my hands are kind of tied right now. I have a houseguest, a friend of mine, Crane, has been staying with me. You mind if we come to visit you in Central City? "

"No that's a great idea!"

"Can't wait."

"Abbie, thanks for picking up the phone"

"I'm glad it was you, Iris, I've been out of it lately, I almost quit this job for a while I took a leave of absence and honestly, I still don't feel like myself. I'm so glad you called"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know but I'm glad you answered, Abbie and I can't wait to see you again."

"It's a long story but, hey I ran a few checks in the FBI data base a while back, so how's journalism treating you?"

"I love it. I finally feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. You know"

"Yeah, it's how I felt once I became and Agent. So I'm on call next week for Monday and Tuesday but I'm off the rest of the week, is next week to soon?"

"No it's perfect, I'll stock up on tequila! Seriously, I can't wait to see you and meet your friend! See you soon"

"See you" Abbie smiled as she placed her phone in the passenger seat. She had just got her job back and it hand only been a few weeks since she came back to work but she needed time to reconnect with her friends and this was the perfect time to do it.

Abbie and Crane finally reached Central City. It was a nice drive but she enjoyed watching Crane try to amuse her with tales from his past, he even steered clear of all the Betsy Ross nonsense. He liked to talk and Abbie simply enjoyed hearing the sound of his voice as she stared out the window during the times he took the wheel. Sure he wasn't a fully legal citizen yet, but hey he was friends with Washington and Jefferson back in 1781 and he did fight for this country to be free so, why not.

They parked the car as close as they could as she led him into the shining building with golden letters above its doors.

"Leftenant, this isn't a Starbucks!" Crane chirped as he looked around excitedly watching as the people went to and fro to their various destinations.

"No Crane it's not, its C.C. Jitters. Iris used to work here as a barista. They have great coffee and cookies too. I thought we could chill here until our room is ready."

"Room? Are we not staying in the company of your dear friend Ms. West?"

"I really would like to but I think we deserve a little vacation and with all that happened with us and Pandora. I'm not sure we should open Iris up to all of that just yet."

"Understood Leftenant, perhaps a cup of tea?"

"Perhaps" Abbie smirked.

It had been nearly half an hour when Abbie just happened to look up to see a semi familiar face. It took a while to place where she had seen him but after a few minutes it all came back to her the grin, the shining brown hair. It all matched the picture Iris used to have on her old portrait keychain when they met that one summer in New York.

Her best friend, Barry Allen had breezed in through the door and alongside him stood a dark haired guy, standing a bit shorter than him with a graphic t shirt with video game controllers plastered on the front of it and they were discussing the idea of dark matter, did it acutally exisit?

Abbie watched as they paid for their coffees and took a seat at a table not too far away.

The time was close to check in so she and Crane headed for the door when she detoured to say hello.

"Umm excuse me, I know you don't know me but I'm Abbie Mills, a friend of Iris. "

"Oh, Hi Abbie. My name is Barry Allen, I'm"

"I already know who you are. You're Iris's friend right. She used to talk about you all time. I met Iris a few summers back in New York. I was on a trip with my mentor and we met outside of this little indie bookstore."

"Oh you're Grace."

"Ahem" Crane muttered

"Yes, but no one calls me by that name, everyone just calls me Abbie. I'm actually here to visit Iris, it's been a while" Abbie ignored Crane as she spoke to Barry

"I'm sure Iris will be happy to see you, she's been through a lot lately. When she came home that summer you were practically all she talked about."

"Good to know I left a great impression"

"Abbie, this is my friend Cisco Ramon" Barry said as he nudged Cisco who was sipping his coffee

"Hi" Cisco smiled as he looked at Abbie and the tall dude behind her his outfit was mint condition colonial wear, he had brass buttons on his coat and his shoes were shined. The guy looked like he'd had lime juice forcefully shoved down his throat. He nodded to stifle a laugh.

So she's dating a colonial reenactment guy. I dig it.

"Ahem" Crane said as he stepped a little bit closer to Abbie just hovering above her.

So Cisco thought, she's dating an impatient jealous colonial reenactment guy who apparently is an ass man. Interesting.

I like it.

"Nice to meet you Cisco" Abbie nodded as she heard Crane clear his throat, again

"Oh sorry, Cisco, Barry, this is my friend Cr..."

Ichabod cut in promptly, his smirk evident as he gave his usual greeting as he shook hands with Barry and Cisco.

"Hello, my name is Ichabod Crane. It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintances Mr. Allen, Mr. Ramon"

Abbie bit her lower lip as the corners turned up into a smile. Crane said Cisco's last name with a nearly perfect accent accompanied by a small nod. Glancing up at him Abbie knew some things would never change and fortunately one of those things was Crane and his oh so proper way of carrying out his introductions.

"It was nice meeting you, but I'm afraid we have a 3 o'clock check in"

"We hope to have the pleasure of your company again sometimes."

Crane opened the door for Abbie and as they left the coffee shop and he swore that he felt a something when he touched Barry's hand

"Crane, you just drink too much caffeinated tea. I told you to get off that stuff. Only gives you Jitters. Hence the name of the coffee shop"

"Perhaps your right."