Random Sleepy Hollow fic coming up! Sorry if you don't ship it, but IchabodxKatrina is one of my favourites. Don't like-don't read! Simples.
The mid-morning sun illuminated Abbie Mills's room, forcing her to finally get up. She rolled out of bed and threw on her usual attire before meandering towards the kitchen for a drink. Along the way, she poked her head into Ichabod's room.
"Damn it!" Abbie exclaimed. Ichabod's bed was empty, his shoes and jacket gone, and there was a little note affixed to the door. Handwritten in his elegant scripture, it read, 'If you should arise and find this, know that I have only gone for a brief walk and shall return soon. Ichabod.'
"Great," Ichabod's idea of a walk could span from around the block to across the continent. "Might as well catch up on some TV while he house is empty then," Abbie said aloud.
An hour later, Abbie was getting worried. Busy roads were no place for an 18th century man, especially if his mind was elsewhere. Relief flooded her when she heard a knock on the front door. Turning off the TV, she got up and prayed it was Ichabod, minus the police.
"Lieutenant Mills, it brings me great pleasure to officially introduce you to my wife, Katrina Crane,"
Speechless. There was nothing Abbie could do in response. The very same Katrina that she had seen in numerous visions before was standing not one metre away from her in flesh and blood. Katrina was exactly how she had appeared, except there was a clarity to her features now, a light proving her existence. Her red hair and piercing blue eyes were full of energy and life at last. Her pale skin no longer looked weak and deathly. And her smile. Everything had come to life before her eyes.
"Lieutenant? Are you quite alright? I know I should have told you where I was really going but I wanted Katrina's return to be a surprise. To be honest, I wasn't exactly expecting it myself either. Miss Mills?" Ichabod said. Abbie's face was completely unreadable.
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I'm sorry, but your dead wife is standing outside my house, except she's not dead, she's very much alive. When did this happen? How did this happen?" she was absolutely bewildered.
"Perhaps we could go inside and discuss this?" Ichabod gestured.
"Oh, yes, of course," Abbie fumbled around, trying to get out of the way. This was going to be a hectic morning...
I'm completely ignoring the Bad Bloods episode. They still had a child but this is my AU where everything isn't so hopeless. Please leave a review if you liked it. I'll update soon-ish. :)