I HAVE TO ADMIT IN THIS CHAPTER IRVING IS MORE BASED ON ORLANDO JONES THAN THE ACTUAL CHARACTER
Irving had stayed the night because Jenny told him it would not be her telling Abbie about her being arrested and if it was her to tell her she may just have to file a harassment charge on Luke.
" IRVING" Jenny whispered from the doorway of Abbies room " IRVING".
" What?, what?" he said " I'm trying to make eggs out here, how hard could it be to wake someone up".
" Just shut up and come here" she said laughing " And bring your phone". He sighed and walked through the apartment to Abbies room and immediately the pair began taking photos. Abbie and Ichabod were still sleeping and they had only moved closer overnight, If that was even possible. They still lay hand in hand, his arms still curled protectively around her waist and her head still lay on his bare chest. " Should we wake them up?" she asked.
" Wait wait wait" he said turning his phone from photo to video " Okay go".
" What are you doing?" she asked.
" For the scrap book" he said " Now go". She moved across the room and Irving moved to the end of the bed holding his phone out as far as he could reach, she leant down next to Cranes ear.
" CRANE" she screamed, but again like the night before he didn't even flinch.
" Do that thing you did last night" he said. She leaned closer to his ear and took a deep breath.
" Katrina needs your help" she whispered then waited. But still he didn't flinch which didn't totally surprise her after their conversation last night but she had still expected him to wake up maybe out of force of habit or something, but nothing not even a murmur.
She took another deep breath" Abbie needs your help" she whispered into his ear, jumping back knowing what was coming.
" WHAT ABBIE?!" he sat up within seconds almost taking jenny down. His eyes swept the room but found nothing that could cause them harm except that dreadful mattress. He registered a warmth by his side and knew it was Abbie, he looked down to make sure he hadn't awoken her taking no notice of the others in the room, luckily she was sleeping. He closed his eyes and sunk further into the bed completely forgetting the fact that Irving and Jenny stood mere metres away.
" Well aren't you two cozy?" Irving teased. He opened his eyes and let out a sigh of annoyance.
" What is the meaning of this intrusion Abigale and i are trying to sleep". Irving and Jenny looked at each other and smiled knowing smiles, there had only been a handful of occasions where he had used Abbies first name and they had only been when they were in danger or when it was important that she listened to him so the fact that he used it now when they were perfectly safe only increased their suspicions.
" The meaning of this intrusion " Jenny said mocking his 18th century accent " Is to wake you two up, Irvings cooking breakfast so wake Abbie up and get your butts out here pronto" she said clapping her hands before turning to exit the room, once they had left the room he once again settled back into the bed and let out a breath as if he had been holding it in the whole time. " oh and Icky, put a shirt on" called Jenny from the kitchen.
He looked down at his companion sleeping peacefully, she looked so calm he couldn't help but stare longer than he knew he should, but the power she held over him even while she slept was too powerful he couldn't resist reaching forward and pushing the hair off her face.
" What are you doing?" she mumbled tiredly, he jumped at the sound of her voice he had thought she was sound asleep.
" Your awake ?" he asked trying to change the subject.
" Yes" she asked dragging the word out " What were you doing?" she asked again, not that she actually cared what he was doing she just loved watching him squirm.
" Uh i was just, um... i was just trying to wake you up" he said thinking he had come up with a convincing save.
" okaaaay " she said unconvinced " Why did you wake me up, it's our day off remember ?".
" Of course i remember leftenant i was instructed to wake you by Miss Jenny she asked us to join her and the Captain for breakfast" he said.
" What time is it?" she wined. He reached over her grabbing his phone from her bed side table, he turned it on and read the time aloud. " 8.45" he said throwing the covers off himself, making sure to leave Abbie fully covered and jumping out of the bed.
" Shall we?" he asked extending his arm out for Abbie to take. She looked up at him and stretched her arms out before throwing the sheets off herself and using his arm to haul herself out of the bed. They began to walk out of the room and half way between the bed and the door he stuck his hand up in the air " Oh " he said, quickly bounding back across the room to the bag that contained his possessions, after searching around for a moment he stood up holding his shirt and began to put it on.
" No" she said pointing at his rag of a shirt " i bought you a new one remember?" she asked. He looked at her with pleading eyes, it wasn't that there was anything wrong with the 21st centuries clothing it was just this certain garment she had intended he get was a little to.. fitted for his liking. " But,," he started but stopped realising she was no longer listening to him instead rummaging through a drawer before she pulled out the dreaded ' T-Shirt' . " What?" she said triumphantly, pulling the shirt out of her drawers and closing the distance between. " Nothing" he said defeatedly. " Good now here" she said holding her arms out shirt in hand.
They walked out of her bedroom, down the hallway and into the kitchen and she was laughing hysterically the entire time as Ichabod had his head stuck in one of the shirts arm holes. They walked into the dining room where Jenny and Irving were sitting eating bacon and eggs looking through a folder that she thought was an album. " What you got there?" Asked Abbie.
" Oh nothing" said Jenny shutting the album and sliding it onto her lap.
" Right" she said turning around to ask Crane what he wanted to eat. but as she turned she saw he still had his head stuck he waved her hand and told him to stop between giggling as she moved over to help him." Sit down" she said pointing to the vacant chair between them, he obeyed and once he was seated she pulled the shirt off from around his neck. " I would have figured it out" her said bitterly, he was thankful for her help but they had company and it was embarasing for her to dress him like a child.
" Sure you would have" she sarcastically assured him " arms up" she said. He felt like a completely helpless child on one hand he was thankful but on the other he was more than a little embarrassed about having to be dressed by his fellow witness. None the less he raised his arms as instructed and in one simple movement she slid the shirt on in one easy movement. " There we go" she said walking around to face him " Now what do you wanna eat?". He sat up straight in the chair and rolled his shoulder attempting to get comfortable in the shirt " I do not mind" he said trying not to be as picky as usual. " Okay, i'll surprise you but you have to eat it" she said leaving the room. He sat back in the chair after she left and continued to play around with the shirt. He heard shuffling so he looked up and saw that Jenny and Irving were both sitting perfectly still staring at him neither saying a word, only moving to breath, his first was that they had been possessed but after some quick thinking he ruled it out. " I'm sorry did i do something?" he asked trying to think back to anything he had done that would cause them to look at him like he had just murdered someone.
" I don't know, did you?" Asked Jenny breaking the pairs silence but still neither moved a muscle. He was beginning to feel like he was being interrogated. " To what may i ask are you referring to?" he asked clearing his throat and sitting up straight in his chair. " Chill, we're just kidding" said Jenny relaxing back into her chair.
" Right, i shall endevour to.. chill" her said relaxing a bit " If i may ask Miss Jenny what is that album you have in your hands?" he asked. She brought the book out from under the table and slid it across the table to him.
" Have a look" she said with a smile. He opened the first page and read it.
ICHABOD AND ABBIE = ICHABBIE
by Frank and Jenny
He looked up from the book and rolled his eyes. " Keep going" said Irving. He flipped through the pages taking each in before turning to the next, they were all filled with pictures of he and Abbie most of them appeared to have been taken while they were sleeping. " How?" he started " when?... why?". Before either could reply Abbie came through the door carrying a plate stacked with french toast. " Here we go" she said placing the plate in front of him. " Thank you Miss Mills but surely you do not think me capable of consuming such a massive quantity of food?" he asked, shutting the book and sliding it across the table. " No" she said holding her hand out to stop the book " There was only one plate left for SOME REASON " she said turning to face Jenny and Irving who between them had six plates. " So we will just both have to eat off this one" she said dragging a chair next to his.
He looked cautiously at the pile of as Abbie had put it ' french toast'. " This resembles no French meal i have ever laid my eyes apon" he said.
" Yeah i don't think it's actually french Crane, but it's good and you said you would try what ever i made so try some" she said opening the front page of the book. He took a piece of ' french toast' and watched Abbie as she squirted a substance labelled ' tomato sauce' on top of it, he repeated what she had done and took a bight. He was amazed by how good something cooked in so little time could taste and went to compliment Abbie on her cooking skills but apon seeing her deep in thought flipping through the pages of the book he decided to leave it for another time. Once she had finished eating she quickly flicked through the last few pages of the book was shocked to see that they were filled of pictures from yesterday. She went to take the plate back into the kitchen but found that Crane had already taken it so instead she turned her attention to her sister. " What is this?" she asked. Jenny and Irving looked to each other then back to Abbie. " Uum" Jenny started. " And where the hell did you get these photos?" she asked cutting her sister off " and more importantly why were you taking photos of me and Crane while we were sleeping?" she asked, she wasn't sure how she felt about the book yet on one hand it was cute but on the other they were taking photos of them WHILE THEY SLEPT!.
" You know what i don't even wanna know" she said rubbing her temples " But i do wanna know what happened last night".
Ichabod finished drying the plate and then placed it neatly in the cupboard where he knew Abbie kept them before making his back into the dining room and taking his seat next to Abbie.
" Oh you remembered" said Jenny.
" Yeah i do now what did you do?" asked Abbie sturnly. She froze for a minute trying to think of what to tell her but before she could speak Irving said it for her.
" Jenny punched Morales in the face" he said standing up from his chair, leaning to the side and pointing down at her.
" Oh yes i did" he whispered in her ear as he sat back down.
Jenny was expecting some angered rant from Abbie about how she should be grateful that he didn't press charges or something but instead she heard Ichabod let out a laugh and two seconds later so did Abbie.
" wait so your not angry " said jenny looking up to her sister.
" yeah your not not angry" said Irving the disappointment clear on his face.
" are you kidding i have wanted to do that for so long " said Abbie reaching out to give her sister a high five.o" as have i " Ichabod said under his breath but because he was laughing it came out louder than he imagined.
" Aaw " said jenny sarcastically. " what did little Lukey pookey do to hurt Ickys feelings?".
" if you must know " said Ichabod sitting up straight in his chair " he " he paused for a moment thinking of the modern term " dissed my being an english history teacher saying that it was embarrassing for me to teach about the revolutionary war in England because you Americans kicked our.. buns".
everyone at the table burst out in laughter except for Ichabod who sat quiet as a mouse. after hearing his sentence Abbie actually would have fallen off her chair if it weren't for Ichabod catching her in time. She looked up at him, awkwardly leaning across her chair holding her up with one arm. They held each others gaze for a moment before he pulled her back onto her chair.
" well he sure chose the wrong Brittish dude to mess with didn't he " said Abbie trying to avoid what could have been a very awkward moment.