Upon hearing General Bront's statement, Ichabod wasn't sure he even wanted to read the letter. His hands were quivering as he unfolded the envelope and removed the letter, he began to read over it. After he was done, he looked back up at General Bront.

"General Bront, I can fully understand their desperation but..."

"Believe me, sir. This is a matter of urgency, the messanger who delievered this to me...Shaking like a leaf. Almost as you are now."

Ichabod saw his right hand was still shaking, he quickly used his left hand and placed it over his right wrist. The shaking stopped.

"I've often heard the nightmarish tales about the Headless Horseman, but never did I believe it until I saw that messanger. They need you, sir. As a personal opinon, I feel the town will be ruined without your services."

"General, are you aware that my wife is pregnant with my first child?" Ichabod asked.

"Yes, sir. But-"

"Then you can understand why I have no desire to put her life and the life of my unborn child in any physical danger. Goodday."

As Ichabod was about to close the door, General Bront held it open with his hand.

"I cannot question your judgement, sir but I might suggest...Read the final paragraph. Goodday, sir."

Ichabod closed the door and took General Bront's advice, he began to read over the last paragraph. Afterwards, he let out a sigh.

Later in the evening, Ichabod was sitting by a fire when Katrina came downstairs and sat on the arm of his chair, securing her arm around him.

"Ichabod, it's awfully late. Why aren't you sleeping?" Katrina asked.

"I was just thinking about the letter that General Bront gave me."

"You promised me. You SWORE to me we would never return to Sleepy Hollow. Why go back?"

Ichabod sighed and got up, he picked the letter up off the mantle and handed it to Katrina. She read the letter out loud:

Dear Inspector Crane,

I trust you are well and have been fairing over the past year. So much has changed since you've left.

Houses are being rebuilt and more and more people are coming to visit us, no longer living in fear.

We have been a quiet town until a few nights ago when a family of five were found decapitated. Their

bodies and their blood were the only things left in their small little cottage. We fear the return of

The Horseman now more than ever. That is why we request that you travel back to our city and

rid us of the dreaded demon once and for all.

"Ichabod, I still see no reason to return-"

"Keep reading it, Katrina."

Katrina sighed and kept reading the letter aloud.

In return, we will pay you quite a large sum of money. As our town has required quite a bit

over the last year. In return, you will also recieve our blessings on you and your family. Please,

Inspector, help us one last time. Then we shall no longer require your services.

Sincerely,

the Mayor

"Is this why? Money? You'd risk our lives over MONEY?"

"Katrina, the way you speak of me. You make me feel so low."

"Ichabod, money is no problem. I cannot believe you would do this just for the sake of greed."

"Greed? Is that what you think I am, Katrina? Greedy? I am only trying to protect you, darling."

"Which way, Ichabod? Physically? Or financially? I do hope you choose the former."

"Katrina, I-"

"Never mind it, Ichabod. I'll pack our bags. We'll leave tomorrow."

Katrina left the room and went upstairs, leaving Ichabod to think about what he had just gotten himself into.