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Chapter 26

Ichabod looked outside the window one last time before he closed it and rubbed his hands to warm them. He turned around and saw Christine making the bed for the night, her hands smoothing down the covers.

"Are you cold, Christine?" he asked as he continued rubbing his hands.

"Um…a bit." She said as she looked up from the bed.

"I am cold." He stated as he looked at the dim flames of the fireplace. He walked over to it and kneeled in front of it.

"If this is the warmest room in this place then I am a judge." He muttered and she giggled as she took a seat on the bed. He turned to look at her and she smiled at him.

"I think you could be one." She said to him.

"Hmm…" he grinned as he threw another log in the fire.

"Perhaps you shouldn't have opened the window." She said and he sighed.

"I had to see how dark it is out…" he mumbled as he brushed his pants and stood up.

"Why?" she asked as she leaned down to remove her shoes.

"I don't like this place…And it's going to snow." He stated as he looked towards the window again.

"Snow?" she asked in a small voice. Ichabod turned to her and smiled in reassurance.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. We can't leave now though. There's a storm coming." He said as he sat down next to her and made to remove his boots.

"Wait." She said as she took hold of his arm.

"What is it?" he asked gently.

"Aren't you hungry?" she asked as her stomach protested.

"Oh, of course. I'll go down to see if they have something for us to eat." He said before he stood up and kissed the top of her head. Christine sighed and looked around as she heard his footsteps descending down the stairs. Slowly she stood up and paced around the room before she walked over to the window. She looked up and saw the angry clouds that had surrounded the sky. A shiver went down her spine as she looked at the empty landscape. She shook her head and walked back to the center of the room with her eyes still on the black sky. A hand on her lower back caused her to gasp and flinch. A pair of strong hands steadied her by wrapping around her waist and she found herself being supported by a strong chest.

"Sweetheart?" Ichabod asked as he looked at her with a frown. Christine sighed in relief and turned in his arms.

"You scared me. I didn't hear you." She said with a hand on her chest.

"I noticed. What had you so spooked?" he asked as he moved back a stray lock of her hair.

"I don't know."

"You feel strange here, don't you?" he asked her and she nodded.

"Me too… Anyway, I ordered some food. The keeper was reluctant but after some small persuasion I made him grand us some dinner." He said and she raised her eyebrows at him.

"Persuasion? Meaning money?" she asked and he chuckled.

"Indeed." He said as he kissed her lightly on the lips and moved back. He took her hand and pulled her towards the small settee that was close to the fireplace. He sat down and patted his lap at her.

"Come here. I'll get you warm." He smiled and she crawled into his arms. They sat there together until the food came. When they were done eating, snow started falling and the wind picked up, causing Ichabod to look outside the window with a frown.

"It started…" he murmured before he shut the window and locked the door. He threw more wood in the fire before he joined Christine on the bed. He slid under the covers and shivered at the coldness of the sheets.

"Come over here. It's warmer." She said as she turned on her side and let him crawl closer to her side. He placed an arm around her waist and buried his face in her hair. Christine's hand went to his hair and her fingers started playing with his dark locks. When he felt his body getting warm he looked up at her and stared at her face. She looked down at him and paused in her movements to look at him questionably.

"Something wrong?" she asked when she saw the look in his eyes.

"No." he whispered as he stroked her back and then let his hand slid down her body to rest on her hip. He paused there before he let his hand trail lower to her leg. He slid his fingers under her night dress and touched her skin.

"What?" she breathed as she trembled under his touch. He shook his head and slid closer to her.

"Nothing. I just realized what is going to happen in seven months." He whispered as his hand continued caressing her skin and his eyes looked at her stomach.

"Oh…and?" she asked quietly.

"I'm speechless." He breathed as he brushed his lips against her jaw.

"Speechless? In a …good way?" she asked.

"In a fabulous way." He murmured fiercely and she smiled before she reached his hand and laced their fingers together.

"I love you." She whispered and he groaned.

"Oh, good. I was beginning to think that you didn't." he murmured in her ear before he attacked her neck with kisses.

"What?!" she asked and he chuckled against her skin. He delivered a sharp nip on her shoulder and then kissed the small mark.

"I am just pulling your leg, darling. I love you too." He whispered before he rolled them over so he was on top of her. Christine pouted and wrapped her arms around his neck as he settled his weight over her, trying not to crash her.

"You do?" she asked as she leaned up and kissed his smooth cheek.

"Want me to prove it to you now?" he murmured huskily in her ear, his warm breath brushing over her skin.

"I don't know…do I?" she teased and he grinned before he leaned down and kissed her passionately on the mouth, his hands roaming her sides. Christine kissed him back but paused when she felt her stomach turning. Gasping she broke free from his lips and turned her head just in time. Ichabod's eyes widened and he quickly used his hand to move her long hair away from her face as she threw up violently. He rubbed her back as she made a mess of the floor.

"Breathe, darling…breathe." He whispered in her ear as she took slow but uneven breaths through her nose.

"I'm sorry." She gasped as she looked at the floor.

"Nonsense. Are you alright?" he asked as she sat back and placed the back of her hand over her mouth.

"I will be…I am so sorry. I almost … I'll clean this up." She said as she started getting up from the bed.

"Forget about that. Sit down. I'll do it." He said shaking his head.

"But-…"

"Hush. I'll get a wet cloth." He said as he got out of bed while she reluctantly sat back. She watched miserably as he cleaned the mess she made while he made no protests about it.

"I am so sorry." She said again as he threw the dirty cloth away and washed his hands before he joined her back on the bed.

"Stop apologizing. It was not your fault. Come here." He commanded but she hesitated.

"What if I get sick again?"

"You won't. Come here, darling." He said as he beckoned her to him with his hand. She moved over to him and he pulled her in his embrace before he covered her with the covers.

"There…This is natural…Don't worry." He whispered as he kissed her hair repeatedly. She nodded into his chest and closed her eyes. Soon sleep overcame her and he looked down at her with a smile. He kissed her forehead and placed his hand on her stomach. He fell asleep soon after her while the storm got stronger outside.

End of chapter 26

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