Author's Note: There is one more chapter after this one...And maybe just one more. ;) Enjoy.

Ichabod and Abbie sat outside the cabin. They didn't have to protect anyone from monsters today.

"I'm bored." Abbie's legs and feet were in Crane's lap. He massaged them for her.

"Sitting here with me bores you, Leftenant?"

"No, but we're just sitting here. We aren't doing anything."

"I'm enjoying your company." He frowned.

"You know I love spending time with you, Crane, but it's Saturday. We should be doing something fun. What did you normally do to entertain yourself?"

"I enjoy reading. I could read to you. Maybe I could read you a poem."

"What if I fall asleep?"

"I'm sure it'll be because my lovely voice brings you to a peaceful slumber and not because of the content." He raised one eyebrow at her as he continued to rub her feet.

"Of course, it is."

"Since you don't want me to read to you, what recreational activities do you find pleasing in your down time?"

"I like watching movies, but I'm not in the mood for that now."

"What did you do for fun as a child?"

"When Jenny and I were little, we created a scavenger hunt."

"Oh," Crane sat up, "I have the perfect thing for you to find."

"Don't think about hiding any of my leather jackets."

"It was a good idea at the start."

"It's the worst idea ever, Crane. Maybe we can play hide-and-go-seek. Jenny and I also loved to play that."

"Isn't that a game for children?"

"That makes it perfect for you."

"I beg your pardon. If you are implying that I act like a child, I'm quite offended."

Abbie raised her eyebrows at him, pursed her lips.

Crane rolled his eyes. "It was only one time. I really wanted that cannoli. It was the only one available."

"You're lucky I let you have it."

"Need I remind you, you did consume the last cup of coffee that morning."

"There was only one k cup left. I thought you were going to drink tea."

"I'm sure you did, Miss Mills." He tickled her feet; she laughed.

"Stop that. I guess we're even then."

"Always." He stopped pampering her feet. "Are you ready to play this child's game?"

"I am. I'll count first. The base is this swing."

"What, pray tell, are you counting towards?"

"Thirty. We can hide anywhere in the cabin and in the backyard by the trees. Don't go too far though."

"Now that the rules have been set, shall we proceed?"

She turned around and closed her eyes. "We shall."

As she counted, she heard Crane leave the porch. Finished, she turned back around, then placed her hands on her hips. Because of Crane's height, she didn't know where he was going to hide. He didn't seem to have many options. She figured he would hide behind a tree first until he thought of something better. It was the only thing that could conceal the length of his body at the moment.

"Ready or not, here I come," she said, heading towards the trees.

When she got there, she stopped. He wouldn't hide behind the first tree nearest her. He would hide as far as he could, but not too far where he would go deep into the forest.

"I'm going to find you, Crane."

Not bother checking behind the trees beside her, she walked into the middle of the forest. She circled around to stare at all the trees. As she did, she caught Crane peeking from behind one of them. Immediately, she sprinted after him, knowing she would have to catch up to him as fast as she could.

All of the trees were behind them now. They passed the clothesline that Crane hung up. Abbie was close to tagging him before he got to base, but not close enough. It was only because he had a head start. He was four trees away.

"You got base this time." She panted.

"Maybe," he breathed hard, too, "your legs aren't quick enough."

"You're taller," she paused to breathe some more, "but I can catch you."

"So you say."

When their breathing was normal again, Abbie counted one last time. This time, she found Crane in the cabin, standing in the living room. She laughed at him.

"What are you doing? You're supposed to be hiding."

"Well, I don't have the advantage as you do. The curtains would show my feet. I'm too tall to hide under the table. My feet would stick out from under the bed, and I didn't want to get trapped in the bathroom or the closet. There is a window in the bathroom, but I would probably have trouble climbing out of it. However, at least I can still run away."

"Not for long."

He hurried out the back door. Abbie chased after him. They were on the side of the cabin when she finally tagged him.

"You're it."

They weren't breathing as hard as the first time, but Abbie was still tired. He was a good runner. Maybe they should compete in a marathon one weekend.

He faced her. "You got me this time."

"I'll get you next time, too."

"Your determination is rather charming."

"At least I can hide places."

"A strength you seem to have over me."

"We both have things the other doesn't. It makes it interesting. I can hide, which means you'll have to look for me in more places."

"There by, giving you an opportunity to escape to base."

Abbie nodded her head. "You're a hell of a runner. You can get to base a bit faster than I can."

"It's more than a bit, don't you think?"

"I can catch up to you, Crane." She raised her eyebrows at him.

"Whatever you say, Leftenant. Whatever you say." He smirked at her.

"Stop being smarty pants and start counting." She brushed his shoulder as she walked off the porch into the grass.

When Crane's back faced her, he began to count. She ran to the back of the cabin, then paused when she got there to skim her options. There were some trees she could hide behind, but that would probably be too easy. She could hide behind the sheets on the clothes line, but they weren't long enough to hide her feet. They would also reveal her shadow because of the sun. The cabin would be the best place. There would be more hiding places there.

When she opened the backdoor, her eyes wondered around for a spot. Crane was on number fifteen. She bit her lip. The kitchen table would have to do. She scooted over the chair that faced the living room; then crawled under the table. She didn't move the chair back to where it was. She needed to be able to get out to get to base.

"Ready or not, here I come," Crane said.

After a few moments of waiting, Crane came through the backdoor. She saw him walk into the bedroom, heard the closet door in the room open and close.

"I see you're not under the bed either, Leftenant. Very well," he said from the room.

Her eyes remained on him as he checked the bathroom, then the closet in the hallway, then the living room. She scooted half-way from under the table. He would catch her soon. He paused in the kitchen's entrance and finally saw her.

"I found you." He smirked.

Abbie removed herself from under the table and stood up. Crane walked towards her.

"No place to run, Abbie. I've got you."

She took tiny steps to the right from behind the table; it wasn't blocking her anymore. Crane followed her as she moved. The table was between them now, and the front door was only a few feet away. She could make it if she tried. She was closer to the door than he was.

"It's too late."

"So you say," Abbie said as she ran for the door. She opened it, but Crane extended his arm above her head and shut the door with his palm.

She turned to face him. "Let me out. I was almost there."

"Those aren't the rules, Abbie." He smirked at her.

"Why do you have such a big ego sometimes?"

"I thought it was confidence." He stepped closer to her and removed his hand from the door. His hands were on her waist now. Their bodies touched.

"This isn't part of the game, Crane. It's my turn to count." She rested her hands on his chest, kissed his neck. "I have to get back to base."

He placed his hands on the back of her thighs and lifted them up. She held on to his neck; her back was against the door. "I would rather be at your base."

Abbie covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed. "You can be so corny sometimes, but it's cute when you talk dirty to me."

"I'm glad you're amused." He kissed her forehead. "Did we have fun?"

"We did. You played well. I'm winning next time though."

"Not with the legs I aquire."

"Don't be so sure."

"I'm positive."

"We'll see."

"We will." He paused. "I think the most important part of this game is realizing that we can never really hide from each other. Even though we may try to, it's impossible."

"It isn't who we are." Her hands were on his cheek. "I don't want to hide from you."

His forehead touched hers. "Me either."

"Let's seek each other." Her legs tightened around his waist.

"And you describe me as corny."

"You've got me doing it now. What can I say?"

"I must be then," he said as he walked them to their bedroom. "But, yes, let us seek each other."