This idea has been in my head since the very first episode. After Abbie's vision in "Sin Eater" and the events of "Sanctuary", my idea wasn't as random, so I thought I'd flesh it out! I'll be trying to intertwine my plot with that of the show as best I can. I may wind up taking this story fully AU and sticking to my own plot 100%, but we shall see.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Sleepy Hollow. Remy, Nic, and Alliyah's Coven, however, are mine.

Chapter 1

I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight.

I need somebody and always.

This sick, strange darkness comes creeping on.

So haunting every time.

- I Miss You, Blink 182

Howling winds shake the building's weak foundations. Pale moonlight streams through the lone window in the west, illuminating the floorboards. The cabin is barren, save for a stove, cracked sink, and two twin cots. Upon said cots lay two resting figures. The first, a girl of 18, unconsciously hugs her knees in sleep. The other, a boy of the same age, lies stiff. His hand clutches a hidden knife as he sleeps.

"You have to go," urges a soothing voice in the quiet night. "Both of you must go. Hurry now! Awaken and flee!" The girl sits up wildly, eyes scanning the room. Her hands tremble. Without a word, she shakes the boy, pulling at his arm. He starts, calming as his eyes adjust and the face before him becomes familiar.

"Christ, Remy! I've told you not to-" The girl puts a finger to her lips, eyes darting toward the main door. The silence is deafening. The boy slowly rises, knife at the ready, grabbing a backpack from the foot of the bed. They back hesitantly toward the toilet stall. The girl, Remy, lifts a tattered rug at the foot of the toilet, revealing a hatch. A crash at the door makes them jump, eyes wide, adrenaline pumping through their veins at lightning speed. The boy quickly rips open the hatch. "Go!" he barks. Not hesitating, Remy climbs down the metal latter attached to the tunnel revealed. Eyes on the door, he follows her, making sure to pull the rug back before finally closing the hatch.

Only moments later does the door finally splinter and fall.

It is Thanksgiving Eve, and in a cozy office of the Sleepy Hollow PD are two differing souls. More specifically, Jenny Mills is returning the guns she 'borrowed' from Capt. Frank Irving during the Horseman fiasco. Per usual, their conversation consists of snark and goodnatured banter, eventually concluding in Jenny being politely told to leave.

"I was thinking," she says, standing near the door. "of having people over for Thanksgiving dinner to say thank you to Abbie for taking me in, and I thought, you know… if you didn't have any plans…"

"You're gonna cook?" asks Frank incredulously.

"... I can cook."

"So this is a normal dinner-type thing. You make turkey and gravy and I bring some pie? Crane and Mills will be there?"

"Yup."

"We act like normal people for a change."

"One night only, I promise. Then I go back to stealing from you," she smirks. Miracle of miracles, friendly laughter fills the room, coupled with a ringing phone. "I better get this. See you tomorrow?"

"I'll be there," smiles the Captain. "Night, Mills."

Sauntering out of the office, Jenny leans on a wall, flipping open the phone. "Hello?"

"Jenny?" says a trembling female voice.

"Who is this?"

"It's-it's Remy. And Nic. He's here too. Um, when you have a minute-" she exhales shakily. A sniffle is heard through the line. "We need your help. Can we meet up?"

"Yeah, sure. Of course," replies Jenny, making her way toward the nearest exit. "Where are you?"

"Sleepy Hollow. There's a few buildings near us. A diner. Gramma Mayley's."

"I'll be there in five. Jen out."

Gramma Mayley's, a rusty old shack on the edge of town, barely meets health regulations. Floral wallpaper from the 70's is peeling off the walls, a scraped up wood floor patched up with miscellaneous pieces of wood. There are only a few customers looming about, so it isn't hard to locate the two teenagers. Jenny slides into a booth in the back opposite the two.

Remy is thin as a rain, skin ashen, russet locks pulled back into a messy ponytail. One of her hands has a deep cut to the palm, dried blood still on her skin. There are heavy bags under both her and her brother's eyes. Nic is in no better a state. Brown hair hangs in his eyes, a jagged scar running from his left temple to mid-cheek. One cheek is smudges with dirt, specks of what Jenny suspects to be blood mixed in as well. They are skin and bones at best, shivering at the slightest gust of air. Both of the teens are wearing ripped jeans and thread-barren tops. Taking in this ghastly sight, Jenny asks in shock, "What happened to you?"

"A long time ago, you said we could call you if we really needed help… We really need help," says Nic. "We know a lot of people owe you favors, and we thought maybe… maybe you'd call one in. Get us a place to stay for a couple nights? Please, Ms Jenny."

"We can pay you if you want," offers Remy, trembling hand holding out a couple worn dollar bills."

"I won't take your money. Keep it," she says. "Now I'll ask again: what happened to you?"

"We can't say," Nic immediately replies.

Calling their bluff, Jenny states, "No explanation, no deal. Sorry."

She moves to leave when Remy grabs her hand. "The monster came back," whispers the girl.

"Remy, shut up!"

"No, what did you say?" pushes Jenny.

Remy looks up fearfully, seeming tiny in the big booth. "I said the monster came back. The monster He sent."

"Who is He?" asks Jenny.

"Do you have a pen?" asks Nic.

Confused, Jenny says, "Um, yeah. I think so." Fishing one out of her bag, she hands it to him. Nic pulls a napkin from the metal dispenser and writes out six letters before sliding it over to Jenny.

M-O-L-O-C-H

"He sent demons to get us," says Nic.

Jenny stares wide eyed at the kids. "Give me a few hours," she says. "I think I know someone who can help."

"Wait, you believe us?" asks a shocked Nic.

"Yeah, I do. Why I believe you is a long story. I'll explain later. For now, stay here until I come back. If anyone on staff gives you trouble, tell them Jenny Mills told you to stay. The owner owes me one."

"Yes, Ms Jenny," say the twins.

Yanking open the door, Jenny turns back. "Hey Penny!" she shouts in the direction of the kitchen. "Get these two something to eat! Whatever they want! It's on me."

Exiting the building, the Witness' sister pulls out her cell phone and dials in a number. "Abbie, call me back the minute you get this. I've got some friends who need you and Crane's help. Your demon buddy/monster/leader/whatever the hell you want to call him is after them too."

A/N: This is a bit of an awkward beginning, I apologize. Trying to work in the show's dialogue was giving me issues. Also, I don't have a beta, so any mistakes are my own.