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After Crane finished repeating the spell that opened the portal, he dropped the book on the ground and ran. She sprinted, too, and soon they smashed into each other. He picked her up as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
"Grace." He put one hand through her hair.
"Ichabod." She squeezed as much of herself into him.
"For as long as I could draw breathe—"
"I know." Her hands scurried through his hair, too.
He examined her widespread eyes, her dirt-smeared cheeks, her clothes that lent the smell of fire; her warm body. It all taunted him until her gentle fingernails scratched down his beard.
"Grace. My Grace."
"How long?"
He shook his head. "You are here now."
"How long?"
"Seven weeks."
Her breathe suppressed itself in the center of her stomach. She bolted her eyes against the things that whacked their way through her mind: broken and burned bodies, screams until she couldn't see, ripping and clawing fingers, loud and shaky voices that skittered into her memories, heat that veiled all her movements.
"You are here now."
With opened eyes, she nodded, relieved for their pressed bodies. Abbie wasn't satisfied though. She knew he wasn't either. They both needed to know where she really was, if she was present, if she was her.
"Let me kiss you," he said, leaning closer.
When she sighed at the press of his lips; when she bunched his hair between her parted fingers, when she slid her tongue against his and moaned, they knew she was still here, still fighting. That she did fight. He moaned once she bit his bottom lip. They bumped teeth trying to kiss again, causing Abbie to bite his tongue. She soothed it with the tip of her own. His freed groans made her clinch his waist. He halted their kiss, only to attend to her neck. His teeth scattered small bites. His hands clutched the back of her thighs as a small gasp loosed itself from her mouth.
"Ichabod." She titled her neck further until he met the hollow of her throat; he pecked it, kissed her lips once more.
"You are my Grace."
"Take me home."
He walked her to the car.