The day had been without incident, with no sign of the horseman or any of his minions so they decided to spend the day catching up on some research in the archives. They sat along the back wall with a seat stacked high with books between them, every sentence he would look up from his book to make sure she was still there, still safe. The dream last night had rattled him more than he was willing to admit, not just because he had lost her but because it had felt more like a distant memory trying to break free and it was a feeling that still clung to his mind and heart never letting him forget.
She sat with her knees to her chest with a book in her hands but she couldn't concentrate, all she could think about was how scared Crane was last night when she woke him up from the nightmare. It was like a raging fire of fear in his eyes and every time he looked up at her she could see it was still there.

" Hey" she said placing her book on the ever growing pile between them " Do you wanna go grab a drink? come back to this tomorrow, not like they're going anywhere". He looked up from his book and tossed the idea around in his mind before placing his book on the pile and standing from the chair reaching for his jacket. She smiled taking his movement as a yes, she stood up from the chair and made her way across the room sliding her jacket on once she reached it. She looked around the room in search of her keys then she remembered where she put them, she reached into her pockets and pulled them out of her pocket before following him out the archive doors and into the parking lot. She drove them to there favourite bar and they walked in to find that it was packed. " There must be a party or something" she said as they pushed through the crowd to the nearest vacant seat. They sat at the end of the bar as far away from the raging crowd as possible and ordered. Crane had just let to use the bathroom while they were waiting for their drinks to come when she heard her name being called.

" Abbie" he yelled from the crowd trying to get her attention, he had seen her walk in and was glad that he didn't see her British body guard hovering over her shoulder " Abbie" he tried again making his way through the crowd to reach her. She looked up to see the source coming her way, she tried to ignore him turning her back to him so she faced the bar instead but she knew he wouldn't give up that easily. " Abbie" he said taking a seat next to her and immediately she knew he was drunk.

" That seats taken" she sad flatly not sparing him a glance.

" I don't see anyone here" he said " Abs come on can we just talk" he asked inching closer to her, She shifted away from him but he moved closer so she stood up and started walking towards the bathrooms. " Abbie" he said.

" Look i don't wanna talk to you now leave me alone" she warned. She kept making her way through the crowd with her head down, Luke still persuing until she bumped into someone, she looked up to apoligise and let out a relived to see that it was Crane. " Oh thank god there you are" she said.

" Is everything alright Leftenant?" he asked scanning her for any injuries. She stepped next to him and looked out to look who was coming their way. " Bloody hell!" he exclaimed " Excuse my language" he said bowing his head. " You do not wish to speak to him?" he asked.

" Is that even a question?, you are aware i just ran into you while running away from him right?" she said.

" I just wanted to be certain" he said " Now if you would please stay behind me" he said looking down at her a moment, before stepping in front of her to greet the unwanted suitor. He waited for the man to approach and as he was about to walk past him he reached a hand out to the mans chest gently pushing him back then side stepping into his path.

" WHAT THE HELL MAN!" said an obviously drunk Luke walking back up to Crane.

" Miss Mills does not wish to speak to you detective" he said standing up as straight as he could so he could tower higher over the man. Abbie watched on as Ichabod pushed Luke back and decided that it wouldn't matter what he did Luke wouldn't give up and she was not going to talk to him so they may as well leave now before something happened. She sidled out from behind Crane, completely ignoring Morales instead turning to face Ichabod. " Do you mind if we just go home. He turned his attention from the detective to Abbie. " Of course" he answered with a smile.

" WAIT YOU GUYS ARE LIVING TOGETHER?!" said Luke sounding more like he was accusing them rather than asking. Ichabod watched as Abbie rolled her eyes.

" Miss Mills and i.." Abbie cut him off not wanting to stand there a second longer than she had to. " Not that it is any of you business but yes, now come on" she said grabbing Cranes hand and beginning to drag him through the crowd. As she was turning away from him Luke grabbed her arm and yanked her back" GET THE HELL OFF ME!" she screamed in his face trying to yank her arm back but she couldn't, he had to tight of a grip that's when out of no where Crane came charging from behind her and punched Luke in the face causing him to fall as well as let go of her arm.