I kind of just want to publish this before the mid-season finale comes to snatch away all of my happy Ichabbie feels. I cannot, however, wait for the meta that will be made on Tumblr. So excited for the finale!
"Ichabod? Ichabod? Whatever does she mean by all of this?"
Turning to his wife, Ichabod tamped down the emotion which had welled up in him at Ms. Mills' profession. He himself had been deeply shaken by Moloch's prophesy of his betrayal, but Abbie's continued trust gave him solace from guilt. To find her so wholly turned against him, so fully convinced of his coming offense, stung him.
He held up a finger to stop his wife's continued questioning and calm his own whirring thoughts.
"I don't know, but with propensity toward prophetic dreaming, if she claims that I will sell her soul to Moloch," His voice took on a grim edge. "then, perhaps, I shall."
Convening in the safety of the Archives, Ichabod scathed Washington's bible. He had been sure that the witnesses were to be bound together for a period of seven years. Why, now, would this betrayal come to light? Would he be condemned to perpetrate a betrayal of not only his partner but the world, by way of a prophetic dream? He turned from the book in angered bewilderment.
"I think I may have answers." Katrina said, approaching. "I've been searching in my grimoire, for spells that transport the soul. After all, if we may identify how you may complete this act, we might shed light upon the reason why. I found a spell, transforming a soul in the semblance of good, to one tainted thoroughly by evil."
"To what end would one taint another's soul? What goal would this achieve?"
Katrina bent her neck, red hair falling to cover her face.
"An evil soul would make for a proficient Horseman. An evil soul might even be more attractive than one with any redeemable qualities."
Ichabod turned slowly, shock freezing his veins. "You think that I shall trade the soul of my fellow witness for that of Henry? I believe in the possibility of his redemption just as well as you, but not at so hefty a price. Even as my son, the idea that I would sacrifice Abbie for the Horseman of War is ludicrous!"
Katrina turned quickly. She didn't look at him, didn't speak for a moment. When she did her voice was eerily soft. "I hadn't realized that it was proper to use one's Christian name in this new time."
Dumbfounded, Ichabod spluttered for a moment. "Well, yes, if one is familiar with another."
Katrina turned, smiling as though her odd interlude hadn't occurred.
"Then we must find Abbie and explain to her that she is mistaken."