A/N: Here is the confrontation between the gang and Moloch. I hope you like it!
How are we going to do this? Ichabod wondered. They were in the car, driving to the abandoned toy shop when the realization hit him full force. They were probably walking into a trap and God only knew if they would survive. Ichabod wanted to call in reinforcements.
"If Irving is in on it, then who else is?" Jenny said. "We need to keep this quiet."
Jenny parked the car about a block away; she didn't want to draw suspicion. They walked quickly and quietly. Jenny looked ready for war. Not only did she carry a gun in each hand, she had two more slung over her shoulders and three grenades attached to her belt. Ichabod had been trained in the modern-day use of firearms, so he was confident he could shoot straight. He kept one on him and another hidden inside his coat in case it was needed.
We are going to die.
He was okay with that. He had died once before and had returned. He knew what it was like. What bothered him was the thought of never getting to tell Abbie about his feelings; that she was his soul mate. That she would never know what it was like to be loved by a man out of time.
They reached the back of the shop. They were trying to figure out how to go in when a blood-curdling scream rang out. They bolted for the door.
Once inside, both drew their weapons. It was dark and musty. The toy shop looked like it had when it was abandoned years ago.
"Stay sharp," Jenny whispered to Ichabod. He nodded.
Slowly, they made their way through the room, pausing and checking every crevice. When Jenny reached the stairs to the second floor, she heard a noise.
"Moloch!" she hissed.
Ichabod was by her side in a second. He listened intently and heard Moloch's voice speaking to someone. With horror, he realized it was Abbie.
"Your friends can't help you. Your soul is mine!"
And then Abbie screamed.
Jenny ran up the stairs with Ichabod fresh on her heels. The top was dark and dank; the windows had been painted black. Jenny stopped at the top of the stairs and Ichabod almost ran into her. Moloch was waiting for them.
"Welcome," he said with a hiss.
Jenny aimed both her guns at Moloch. "Where is my sister?"
Moloch laughed.
"You will not make it out of here Moloch," Ichabod said. He moved to the right of Jenny and held his weapon out. "The time has come."
Suddenly, Moloch faded away and Irving stood before them. Jenny gasped.
"Oh really?" Irving said with a smirk. "And how will I not make it out of here?"
Ichabod's jaw dropped. "You?"
Irving laughed. "Yes, Ichabod. Me. For how intelligent you and the lieutenant are, you failed to realize the obvious. Moloch had to be someone close to you. He had to be someone whom you trusted. Why else do you think the demons found you so easily?"
Irving's focus was all on Ichabod. This gave Jenny time to slowly walk around Irving. She drew her weapon.
"Where is Abbie?"
Irving smiled. "I did tell you, Ichabod Crane, that you would deliver her soul to me. Well, you did. That fight the two of you had rendered her vulnerable and I was able to take her. Such a pity."
Irving heard a gun click and turned around. Jenny's look was feral. "Where is my sister?"
"Dead."
Ichabod gasped.
It may be a trick.
Before anyone could react, Abbie was revealed. She was lying in the corner, unmoving.
Jenny made a move towards her.
"Jenny, no!" Ichabod shouted.
Without warning, demons appeared all around them. Irving laughed and walked away.
"The time has come, my children."
Before he got any farther though, he was hit straight in the chest with a bullet. He looked up and saw Ichabod lower his gun. Irving fell to the ground.
The demons pounced.
Jenny and Ichabod fought them tirelessly. They were easy to kill, but there were so many of them. For each one that fell, two more appeared. Ichabod kept glancing back at Abbie, willing her to move.
"You were right about Irving," Jenny said as her handgun emptied into a demon. She threw it away when it was rendered useless.
"I did not know he was Moloch."
Looking over her shoulder, Jenny saw Irving stir. He covered his wound, but could not get up.
The battle raged on.
After what seemed like an eternity, it was over. Jenny and Ichabod were still standing. All demons had been destroyed. Irving had managed to sit up.
"Wha-what's going on?" he asked.
Jenny aimed her gun at him. "Make a move, reindeer games."
He looked at her. "Jenny? What the hell?"
Ichabod stared at him for a moment and saw one soul in Irving's eyes.
"He's clear."
Jenny walked over to him while Ichabod then rushed to Abbie. He took her hand.
Limp.
"No," he said.
He lowered his head down to her nose to listen for breathing. He heard nothing.
"Abbie," he choked out. "No."
He saw her abdomen and the blood that had begun to pool there. He realized that she had died recently. He was too late.
He lifted her into a sitting position. Her arms were limp and her head fell back. He held her tightly against him. He could hear Jenny sniffling.
"What…?" Irving started. Jenny cocked her gun.
Ichabod held Abbie's lifeless body against his and cried. He had finally gotten the courage to admit how he felt about her, that he loved her, and now she was gone.
He failed to notice the light that began glowing in the room. He failed to notice it getting brighter and stronger. All he noticed was Abbie and how he had lost her.
"Ichabod," Jenny said quietly.
He ignored her.
He only opened his eyes when he heard a soft singing. He opened them slowly, the light making him squint. Walking towards him was Katrina.
Ever since she had said she was married to Moloch, Ichabod had known he had been used. Yet, he still believed Katrina loved him. She stood about five feet from where Abbie and Ichabod were. While watching her cautiously, she slowly raised a hand to her lips and blew a kiss to him. Then with a smile, she turned and walked back into the light. It grew darker and darker until he could see her no more.
Abbie coughed.
Ichabod looked down and saw Abbie's eyes flutter open. She was breathing, her heart was pumping. The cut in her abdomen had disappeared. She was alive!
"Abbie," he said softly. He stroked her cheek gently and heard Jenny mutter "thank God."
She coughed again as her eyes adjusted to the lack of light. They focused on Ichabod.
Slowly, she raised a hand to his face and wiped a tear away. "Crane," she said weakly. "I'm here."
Ichabod let out a chuckle and held her against him. Jenny and Irving looked at each other and smiled, Moloch clearly having left Irving's body.
Ichabod reveled in having the woman he loved safe in his arms. He knew he would show her love that she had never known before.
Katrina's words came back to him, yet they rang out in the toy shop for all to hear. He realized that she had saved his soul mate.
"Love her as you loved me."
A/N: Moloch is not gone, that would be too easy. I hope you liked this chapter. If so, feel free to review. Thanks to all who are reading and/or following this story!