**Author's Note: This is for ProfR. Enjoy. :) Here is the link to what the ring looks like. Hopefully it shows up. If not, then it's called Twisted Infinity. You can Google it to see what I'm talking about. :) It's so pretty and perfectly represents their entwined fates to me. :)

"Why did you drive us here, Crane? There's no baseball game today." Abbie looked around while she sat on the bench. Crane stood in front of her with his hands in his pockets. "I don't see any demons either. What's going on?"

"No, there is no baseball activity today or any demons lurking around. Thank you for accompanying me here, Miss. Mills. I wanted to ask you a rather serious question, one that would change the course of both of our lives."

Abbie lowered her eyebrows. She leaned forward with her hands on her knees. "What's wrong?"

Crane hoped this would go well, that he would be able to get the words out before the rain came. It shouldn't come. He checked the weather on his phone. The weather would be partly cloudy today, which meant a little bit of sun would shine. Now was the perfect time to ask for her hand in marriage. There was no one here, and there was nothing to defend against at the moment. No demons, no witches, no unexplained occurrences. Everything was particularly quiet this week.

"Nothing's the matter, Leftenant. As I stated, I have a rather serious question. I brought you here because it is one of the various environments we have shared together."

"Crane, what's going on?"

"We've been 'dating,' as you called it, for five months now. Of course, I'm pleased we've known each other far longer than that amount of time. You know that I harbor certain feelings for you, Miss Mills, and they've grown only stronger."

"Are you okay? You're kind of scaring me." Abbie grabbed his hand.

He smiled at her. "I'm well, Leftenant. I'm rather nervous though. I'm not sure I know the right words to ask you what I desire to most."

He'd been thinking about asking her to marry him ever since they became more than friends five months ago. He knew then that he wanted her with him forever. She was Abbie. She was strong, efficient, highly independent, kind, generous, and magnificently beautiful. She was his light in every kind of darkness. She befriended him, encouraged him when he doubted his own abilities, challenged him when he needed it most, provided 'tough love,' and she anchored him in this new, extraordinary world. For all of that, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He couldn't imagine anyone else.

He told Miss Jenny that he planned to ask her to marry him; she was excited for him, even helped him pick out a ring at a local jewelry shop. He had a job helping students in history at a tutoring center, thanks to Abbie. He saved his paychecks over the course of five months and placed a down payment on a ring. He did have a little help though from Miss Jenny. He was most grateful for it. It wasn't the most expensive ring like he wanted it to be, but it was all he could afford at the moment. He wanted to give her the very best she deserved. Of course, he knew Abbie wasn't the kind to complain about the price of jewelry. The price wouldn't matter to her as long as it came from the heart. Maybe he would take a second job or work longer hours to get her a better engagement ring.

"What's on your mind? I'm listening," Abbie said.

"Well, it's you, of course. You're always on my mind, Abbie, and you have been this last couple of months more and more." He kissed her hand before he let it go, bowed for her. Before he could even get on his knee, it began to downpour. Crane stood up straight and so did Abbie. He took her hand, and they raced to Abbie's car.

"Bloody hell," Crane said as he wiped his face and pushed his hair back when they were in the car.

"That was unexpected." Abbie took some napkins from the dashboard and handed a few to Crane. She wiped her face and hands. "What were you going to ask me, Crane?"

He turned to face her. He was getting ready to tell her, but he didn't. The moment wasn't right. It had to be perfect with no interruptions. He wanted to make this proposal perfect for her. "I think I'll ask you another time, Leftenant. I apologize for wasting your time," he said as he started her car, feeling the weight of the ring in his pants pocket.

Dusty books crowded the wooden table as they flipped through pages in Grace's journal together. They were looking for a spell or some type of clue to help them fight a demon that was currently on the loose. Five people have already died, and they didn't have any time to waste. Crane knew that, but as he glanced at Abbie, he couldn't help but want to ask her again. He placed his hand on top of hers to get her attention. She stared at him.

"You thought of something?"

"No, I haven't, Leftenant. Something else was on my mind at the moment."

"What is it?"

He gently closed Grace's journal and took both of Abbie's hands. He pulled her closer to him.

"What are you doing? You know we have a case to solve. People to save. We don't really have time for this right now, Crane."

"Be that as it may, this can't wait."

"Does this have anything to do with what happened at the baseball field a few days ago?"

"Indeed, it does."

"Alright."

He took a deep breathe. "As you know, I've enjoyed our time together an item. It's been nothing but marvelous. There is a question that has been most pressing to me."

"What? You're starting to worry me." She put her hand on his chest; Ichabod covered her hand with his.

"I would like to─"

The doors to the precinct opened, and Sheriff Reyes walked inside. "Another victim just died. We need you guys to come take a look at this."

Reyes rushed out; Abbie turned back to Crane and said, "Can you tell me later on tonight?"

"I can tell you another time, Leftenant." Crane hung his head, but Abbie lifted it back up.

"You sure? If it's important to you, I want you to share it with me if you're ready to. Should I be concerned?"

"No." He gave her a small smile and kissed her on the cheek. "Let's go save the world."

They walked out of the precinct and headed for the crime scene. Crane messed with the ring in his pocket. He would have to try another time.

"Would you like some tea and doughnut holes, Leftenant?"

"That sounds good." She smiled at him.

"Good. As would I." He paused their movie, got up from the couch, and kissed Abbie on the forehead before he headed into the kitchen. It had been two days since the precinct. They defeated the demon yesterday. Now, they were taking a break until the next one showed up. It was a Friday; Abbie had the day off from work. Crane was glad she decided to spend it with him. She could've gone home to sleep, but she stayed over at his place. He was glad and wanted to ask her the question while they had a moment's peace.

When Crane was in the kitchen, he thought about what to do with the ring while he filled the kettle with water. He would put it in Abbie's tea cup, but then her beverage would be too hot to get the ring out if she discovered it rather quickly. He also didn't want anything to happen to the ring while in the tea either. He could put it inside the doughnut hole, but he didn't want her to swallow it and choke. He decided he'd just leave it in his pocket and ask her when they were both sitting at the table.

Once the table was set with the tea and doughnut holes, he called her into the kitchen. She sat down, but he didn't. She blew her tea and sipped a bit of it.

"Aren't you going to sit down? I thought we were having tea."

"We are, Leftenant. However, I've been meaning to ask you a rather significant question during the course of the week. Due to interferences, I was never able to fully express my intentions. Now that we have a second alone, I would like to exchange what I originally planned to say to you."

"I'm listening." She took another sip of her tea.

"As you know, you're the only person I've really opened up to since I awoken in Sleepy Hollow two years ago. You've helped me, given me strength, been my friend from the first time we've met. Then we started a courtship. It's been everything I imagined it to be and more. You could've chosen any other gentleman to court you, but you chose me instead. For that, I am most grateful." He took Abbie by her hands to pull her up. He kissed both of them, then let one of them go as he dug in his pocket for the ring. Abbie's forehead creased. Before he could take the ring out, he heard the front door open. Jenny called his name from the living room. She wanted to know where he was.

"In here, Miss Jenny." He removed his hand from his pocket, sighed.

"How did it go?" Jenny looked between Ichabod and Abbie. They didn't look as happy as she thought. Did Abbie say no?

"It didn't 'go.' " He stepped back from Abbie.

Jenny crossed her arms and leaned on the door frame. "Why?"

"Frequent interruptions, Miss Jenny." He raised his eyebrows at her.

She stood up straight. "Did I do that this time? Sorry, Crane. I can leave if you want." She knew about the two other times Crane tried to ask Abbie the big question. He was disappointed that it never came when he wanted it to. She felt bad that she had interrupted them. She was at the cabin earlier, but she left to give them some privacy. She assumed he asked right after she left three hours ago. She wasn't expecting him to be in the middle of it when she returned. Jenny would've called, but she was too excited to do that. She didn't text him before she left either, only gave him a look. They were trying to be discreet as possible.

"That won't be necessary, Miss Jenny. Perhaps it is not the right time. When I decide to ask, it never occurs how I want it to. Something always surfaces."

"What are you guys talking about? Ask me what, Crane?" Crane didn't answer her. He only shook his head.

"Another time, Leftenant."

She glanced at her sister. "Jenny?"

"I can't tell you, Abbie. Crane has to do it."

Abbie looked back at Crane. She walked closer to him and held his face in her hands. "What is it? You've been acting stranger than usual."

"I beg your pardon. I do not act strange."

Abbie lifted an eyebrow.

"Sometimes. Anyway, I've been attempting to ask you for your hand in marriage, but every time I desire to, I am always interfered. It's been tiresome finding the right moment. My deepest apologizes for not obtaining a better setup. This isn't as romantic, but it will have to suffice." He got on his knee, took the ring out, and presented it to her. "Will you marry me, Abbie?"

Covering her hand with her mouth, she gazed at Jenny, who smiled and nodded her head. "Yeah, he's serious, Abbie."

She stared back at Crane. "This is what you've been wanting to ask me all along?"

Crane nodded his head. "Yes."

"Of course, I'll marry you, Ichabod."

"Are you sure? You don't have to if your mind isn't made up. I can give you time─"

Abbie bent down to kiss him. "I'm sure. Yes." She kissed him again.

Crane put the ring on her finger. It was silver with a diamond in the middle of it. The band of the ring was twisted. Ichabod thought it was a good representation of their fates. He was relieved that Abbie said yes. "Thank you, Abbie. We will be entwined forever." He stood up to hold her around the waist.

"Always," she said as she leaned up to kiss him again.