They were on their way to Julie's again. Abbie noticed Ichabod looked much more at ease than he had over the past few weeks. He didn't say much about what happened with his dreams and she didn't ask. She was just happy the old Crane was back. As they worked that day, she also observed he was much more at ease around Julie, which made Julie more at ease around him. Thank God. Their little 'don't look at me don't touch me' dance was getting really old really fast. After another week, they were actually getting along quite well. Abbie was thrilled. She liked Julie and it was nice for Crane to have someone else besides her to be friendly with.

After another week Irving discussed the progress with the Witnesses. They decided there was not much chance of finding any more answers at Julie's, and that their time could be better spent continuing their research in Sleepy Hollow full time. Julie and Abbie had become friends. They talked on the phone regularly and even had lunch a few times. Ichabod was invited, of course, but declined each time. He always made sure to tell Abbie to send his kind regards to Julie but as he once said he didn't want to "intrude on your womanly time." Abbie decided to not tell him what that actually meant these days, purely for her own amusement.

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Ms. O'Connor would still creep into Crane's dreams occasionally. Even though the scenario was different each time, the one constant was that she made it quite clear what she wanted to happen. Crane was to the point where he could always tell that it was a dream fairly quickly. Knowing it wasn't real, he was tempted to steal a kiss or two, as he did find himself exhilarated by her. In one instance he allowed himself to bring his face down to hers - close enough that he could feel her warm breath on his lips. That made him want much more from her, so he stopped immediately. Another time, Julie caught him off-guard with a kiss, much like the night in her kitchen. There was something about her initiative that he found exciting, but he did not respond to the kiss as he did that first time. Most of the time, though, he dutifully ended the dreams as quickly as they began.

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Julie, too, had the occasional dream about Crane. She took full advantage of the opportunity to feel his passion as she was not able to in reality. As time passed, though, the dreams became less frequent. Probably for the best she thought, knowing she could never have him anyway. She did still think of him often. Aside from the physical attraction, he fascinated her. She wished she could have gotten to know him better during the time they spent together.

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The story fast forwards to immediately after the Season 1 finale. Everything pretty much stays canon. The note Julie found was a crucial missing part of the text that Crane had decoded with the 'Cicero' password. It was as if somebody tore it out on purpose. They wouldn't have been able to capture Headless without it.

About a week ago, Julie had lunch with Abbie. Abbie told her that there was a lot of "evil shit hitting a giant fan" and she and Crane were "making progress." As fascinating as it was to Julie, and as much as she would love to work with Abbie and Crane again, she had to keep her distance. It wasn't her battle to fight. She thought about all of this as she was sitting in bed in a tank top and shorts, playing a mindless game on her iPad before turning in early for the night. At about nine o'clock, her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Julie? It's Cynthia Irving."

Julie knew something must be very wrong. "Cynthia? What's going on? Is Macey OK?"

"She's OK, considering."

"Considering what? What happened?"

"Frank asked me to give you a call. He's in jail."

"What?" Julie hops up and instinctively starts grabbing clothes to put on. Shit. I can't go anywhere. The kids. She sat back down on the bed. "What happened?"

"Frank said you know a bit about the...strange things that have been going on lately."

Two-hundred fifty year old soldiers, witches, headless guy with a gun... "A bit."

"Well, I don't really want to get into this over the phone but Frank confessed to two murders today."

"Oh my God. I need to talk to you in person don't I?" Julie knew this was part of something much bigger and Cynthia sure as hell couldn't talk about it on the phone.

"Please. And the sooner the better. Frank got word from someone in the precinct that Jenny Mills was in a really bad car accident but they can't get in touch with her sister. We can't find her anywhere, or Crane, or Henry Parrish. Something very bad is going on. I was going to go see Jenny in the hospital to see if she knows anything but so far she hasn't regained consciousness and they probably wouldn't have let me in anyway. Besides, I can't leave Macey alone."

"No, of course not. You stay with Macey. I have to get a sitter but I am on my way. I guess I'll just stop and see Frank when I get there."

"You can't. They moved him upstate. I was going to go back up with him but he said to wait for you to get here so I could fill you in. We're at a hotel so Macey could at least try to get some rest."

"Crap. Alright, well I guess I'll call you when I'm close and you can meet me at the hospital."

"OK great. Thanks, Julie. Look, I know we've all been through a lot these past few years and I..."

"Don't, Cynthia. OK?" Julie cut her off. "I am doing this to help Frank and Abbie and Crane. This is not a favor to you. You and I were lucky enough to get two of the last truly wonderful men in this world. I would give anything to have mine back for just one moment, and you just threw yours away. We got along as the wives of two best friends, but Frank is an extraordinary person who cares so deeply about people, especially you and Macey, and you kicked him out of your life and took him away from her. No matter what your reasons, I am not OK with that. Are we clear?"

Cynthia paused. "We're clear."

Julie waited for Eddie's brother Brendan to come stay with the kids. Luckily, he didn't ask any more questions once she told him it was urgent and that she had to help Frank. As she drove to Sleepy Hollow, her stomach was in knots as she wondered what was going on. I guess Abbie wasn't kidding about the shit hitting the fan. She just hoped there was something she could do once she got there. She called Cynthia when she was a few minutes outside of town.

"I'm almost there. Is Macey sleeping?"

"Yeah, finally."

"Well, why don't I come to you. I don't want you to have to wake her."

Julie went to the hotel. Cynthia filled her in on everything that had happened with Macey and why Frank had to confess to the murders. She also told her that Frank had spoken to Abbie earlier that day and she said something about trying to release Crane's wife. She said Ichabod, Henry and Jenny were all involved. Cynthia didn't know all the details and neither did Frank. All they did know was that Jenny is hurt and everyone else is missing.

Julie went to the hospital to see how Jenny was and if she remembered anything about what happened. Julie managed to use her credentials as a consultant for the Police Department as a way to get into her room. The nurse said Jenny was awake but very groggy and in a lot of pain.

Once she quietly entered the room, Julie whispered, "Jenny Mills?"

Jenny opened her eyes and managed a strained, "Yeah?"

"My name is Julie O'Connor. I don't know if Abbie or Ichabod mentioned me but I did some consul..."

"Where is Abbie?"

"Well, that's why I'm here, actually. She's missing. So are Crane and Henry Parrish."

"Oh, God! Henry!" Jenny started to try to get out of bed.

"Jenny, you are in no condition to go anywhere." Julie tried to help her lie back down. "You have a concussion, a broken arm and some cracked ribs."

"You don't understand!" Jenny looked right into Julie's eyes. "Listen to me! The Saint's name! Henry Parrish! I found a sign! SAINT. HENRY'S. PARISH!"

Julie stepped back. She knew what that meant. Crane had told her what would happen when the Saint's name was revealed. She was the only one left who could possibly help her friends. "Tell me where they went."