Hope you guys like this first chapter (Been writing a lot, unleashing it all on you guys) -Kay

It had been three years since they had a vacation. Ichabod smiled and held little Elijah as Abbie kissed her son on the cheek and forehead, handing their son to his aunt Jenny he wondered how they'd drifted this far apart. He made his way towards the car as Abbie hugged Jenny goodbye and handed her list of where they could be reached at Mountain Elk Lodge.

A couple's retreat was suggested by Dr. Griffin and they both agreed to go on this trip.

Abbie sighed as she made her way towards the SUV. She wasn't as tiny as she was before she had Elijah and she wondered if a man like Crane minded that she had picked up weight during her pregnancy. She lost most of it after she gave birth to Elijah but she'd become self-conscious since she still had the last 9 lbs to work off.

Crane didn't seem to mind it he still did all the things he used to but sometimes when he held her all she could think about was Elijah, how he needed her. She knew Crane was just as worried but he seemed so nonchalant, so far removed from everything going on. Lately, he was always working at the archives at night trying to be in front of the next threat. On top of that he had also received a position at the Sleepy Hollow community college he'd been immersed in teaching his students about colonial history, his field of expertise.

Abbie still worked with the FBI but since she had their son she took more time off. She still worked on cases but she was not in the field and on Fridays she worked from home pushing papers. Throughout the last year of their marriage they had both become distant towards each other they only ever had time for work or Elijah and when it seemed like they tried it always got interrupted by the next big bad.

"Abbie it's only a weekend we'll be back soon." Crane said after she hopped into the SUV as he backed their SUV out of the driveway."

It all started when Frank and Cynthia introduced them to their marriage counselor,

Dr. Griffin didn't cut corners, he was said to be the best. He asked them directly on their first meeting

"When was the last time you two had sex? How many times a week are you intimate?"

"Don't you mean the same thing?" Abbie asked

"No, Abbie I don't intimacy and sex aren't necessarily the same thing." Dr. Griffin stated

"I agree, lately it seems Abbie prefers to talk to anyone other than me, despite my best efforts"

"Really Crane best efforts, I barely even see you. Elijah was up crying last night, it was supposed to be your night to tuck him in but you want to talk about best efforts, give me a break"

"I said I regretted not being able to be there Abbie, the faculty meeting went over and I had to stay. I didn't miss it purposely."

"Yeah, of course you didn't Crane"

"Abbie"

"I believe your relationship is suffering from outside forces" Dr. Griffin took a pause as he took a sip of water "I think it would be in your best interest to take a couples retreat. "

"Capital idea" Crane agreed

"Retreat, I can't take off work for that" Abbie sighed

"I understand work is very important for someone in your field, but it is in your marriage best interest to take some time to be with your partner" Dr. Griffin cleared his throat "So back to my original question, when was the last time you two made love?"

"Not since Elijah's 1st birthday a few months ago" Crane answered.

"No one has time for sex" Abbie snapped

"Some people do" Crane rebounded. He couldn't remember the last time they even made out let alone fuck or make love. Abbie just seemed so far away. He wanted her back.

He wanted the fun spontaneous Abbie he used to know the one that wasn't so dependent on motherhood. The woman who shoved him out of Jenny's trailer on New Year's Eve out of sheer drunken lust it was magnificent. Jenny and Joe were talking inside with Frank Cynthia and a few other friends and Abbie didn't want to wait. She shoved him up against a tree in the woods. They could still see the lights from Jenny's trailer. It was dangerous. The woods weren't that thick by Jenny's home.

Anyone could walk right outside and see a show of a lifetime. He loved to see her exposed in nature, he supported her full weight. Her legs spread out like an Eagles wings as his hands gripped her ass and held her upright. It was one of the few occasions Abbie wore a skirt. She was dazzling.

She didn't spare him at all. Abbie latched onto his jacket's collar and dismantled him. The friction was tedious, sweet and unexpected, her tiny satin thong rubbed against his dick each time she impaled herself on him. He remembered how she cursed him, how she slapped him, how brutally she kissed him and bit his lower lip, how she called him her bitch. How she screamed at him to take her. His name sounded out from her lips.

The beautiful red fireworks busted out above them in the sky, his eyes fluttered and he lost himself in the smell of her, the sweet smell of her perfume mixed with the cocktails she had drank and the gun powder in the air. They're eyes opened as the fireworks ended their finale. His back hurt for days after that. It was the Happiest New Year of his life...

When Dr. Griffin suggested a mini retreat Crane instantly agreed. Maybe this would be exactly what they needed. Maybe things would be better. Maybe Fireworks would dazzle the sky once more.

"Crane, we can't just leave Elijah. He needs us."

"Abbie Elijah will be fine, he'll be with his aunt Jenny."

"Crane, I just don't think now is the right time."

"When is it going to be the right time for you Abbie? I swear it's like we barely tolerate each other anymore. If Dr. Griffin is the best marital psychologist in Sleepy Hollow and he can't convince you to take a fucking vacation with me. Then we're "

"We're what?" Abbie asked as she watched Dr. Griffin staring at them.

He couldn't say it. He couldn't give up on everything they had built so easily. This was just a rough patch that had lasted too long. Ichabod knelt before her grasping her hands making sure he had her full attention "I need this, Abbie, I have needs, we both do and I need you to want this, but if you don't want to try"

"Ok"

"What?"

"I'll go on the damned retreat."

"I'll set up your reservations" Dr. Griffin cut in.

"Yes, as long as we make sure Jenny is ok with keeping Elijah for the whole weekend."

"Thank you, Abbie" Ichabod said as he stood and took his seat beside her.

"Crane, I want this too, it's just, things are different now. "

"I know, love. I know they are"