Ichabod marries Abbie a year later, as they wanted more time with each other to see if their relationship deepened. The ceremony is small, with 50 guests total. He's wed the love of his life, and it's made him truly the happiest man in Sleepy Hollow.

They exchange vows at Fredrick's Manor while the All Tunes Band is their musical entertainment. They even perform a little waltz for their first dance. The guests leave with M&M and Scrabble tile keepsakes that have their initials on them.

Abbie picks their wedding destination. She's always wanted to go to Italy. They spend a week in a stunning villa. The pasta, bread, and wine are marvelous, but they pale in comparison to Abbie. Her sweet skin is enough to drunken him while the treasure between her legs completely unravels him. They go out at night, exploring the town, its language, and its being. During the day, they can't drag themselves out of each other's arms and spend hours making love.

"I'm glad we did this," Abbie says, placing her tiles on the Scrabble board.

She wanted to bring it. It's the first time they've played while here. They are in bed, naked and spent from their passion.

"Went to Italy?" he says.

"Yeah. And I'm glad I met you."

"As am I." He kisses her fingers and plays his turn. "Are you prepared for training at the FBI Academy next week?"

She nods. "I am. I'm excited. But you know I'll miss you, right?"

He laughs. "I have no doubt. I will miss you as well. We could certainly writer letters."

"Letters? There is a thing called the telephone."

"Letters are more heartfelt. Perhaps we can try it the first week."

"If it doesn't work, then we'll use the phone."

"I write quite a lovely letter, if I may say so myself. You won't regret it."

"So you say." She kisses his cheek. "No more talk about the FBI. We have two more nights here. Let's not waste it."

She puts the Scrabble board in a chair, and they fall into each other again.

After Abbie completed her FBI training, she was positioned to work as a Special Agent in the FBI headquarters in Sleepy Hollow. She's been back for two months now. Ichabod is happy that she's accomplished her goals.

"Your turn, Abbie." He turns the board her way.

They sit at the park, under the gazebo, playing their game. It's Saturday, and Ichabod is glad he doesn't have a wedding to plan this week.

"That's quite a lengthy word," he says.

"I know. Take a look." She spins the board, so he can read it.

Ichabod is shocked and ecstatic all at once.

Pregnant.

"Are you certain, Abbie?"

She smiles big and nods, holds up two fingers.

"You're two weeks pregnant?"

"Yes."

"Treasure, we're going to be parents."

She nods. "How do you feel?"

He stands up and gently pulls her into his arms. He sprinkles kisses across her face.

"I am over the moon."

She giggles. "I love you."

"I love you, too." He sits her on his lap.

As they finish their game, Ichabod is happy about the future that awaits them.