Lizzie sat down next to Darcy again and he started playing with her hair. She leaned forwards and soon, they were locked together again. She was still playing with his tie with one hand and hand the other pulling his face closer towards hers. They broke away and Lizzie saw a small smile on his lips.

"What would I need to do for a real smile?" He stroked her cheek. Why does he have to be so hot? Why am I complaining?

"Just you, Lizzie Bennet." His smile grew a little as he said her name.

"Do you still think smiling contorts the face?" She kissed the knuckle of his thumb as it passed her lips. His smile grew again.

"Its growing on me." His hand was cupping her cheek now. "Can I try something?"

She bit her lower lip. "That all depends. What do you want to try?"

"Do you have your things for costume theater?" His eyebrow raised in its own special way.

"Yes." She noticed his smile was slightly bigger, and much more sly than before.

"Could I have my costume?" She sighed as she had to break contact with him to get the costume.

He put the bow-tie on over his own tie, which was slightly rumpled from its earlier molestation by Lizzie's fingers, and slipped the hat on top of his head. He motioned for her to put on her costume and she did so, quite slowly and with as much seduction as putting clothes on could have.

"May I ask what we will be reenacting?" She smirked at him.

"Episode 60. If we were filming episode 60. Now that is. With. I." He drew his chin in like he always did when he was put in an awkward position. "I just want to know how you would react now." He said a little more softly.

"To my recollection, you were at the door for the beginning of that episode." She smiled at the shyness being displayed. He smiled back and went up to the door.

"Is this a good time?" He knew the answer, he was just playing dumb. At least that's what she hoped was going on.

"Its a perfect time, Mr. Darcy." She didn't like the way that sounded at the moment. Too formal. He walked over to the side of the bench.

"I'm sorry but the last few months have been crazy. I have been hiding something from you that I can't any longer. Would you please sit?" She smiled as they two of them took their original positions.

"Well this should be good." She smiled and resisted the urge to jump in his lap and hug him to her as tightly as possible. He sighed and looked at her computer, frozen on her her turning off the camera.

"Your filming." The corners of his mouth turned up this time.

"If you've got something to say to me, you say it here and now." There wasn't any spite or anger in her voice this time.

"I didn't come here to monitor corporate progress it came here to see you." He said it without hesitation or regret in his voice.

"Okay." Now she really wanted to kiss him.

"No parts at me have been at war. I respect your family, and even if people expect me to travel in certain social circles, I don't care. I haven't been fighting my feeling for you for quite some time and I just have to say that, Lizzie Bennet, I am in love with you." All Lizzie could do was smile at the changes he had made from the original declaration. "I cant believe that I ever believed that you could overwhelm my judgement because you were so much more than I deserved."

"Well, Mr. Darcy," She slid so there legs were touching, "I hope your judgement can learn to live with me because those feeling are mutual."

"Are you accepting me?" His voice returned to the way it had been right before their second kiss. She loved it.

"Does that surprise you?" She leaned forwards.

"May I ask why?" He mirrored her movements.

"May I ask why you haven't told me for so long after you discovered a certain resect for my family, your judgement, and one voicemail?" She smirked as she pulled away.

"Well, I do admit I should have come sooner." He wrapped a hand around her waist. "If I had known this would be your reaction." He seemed to be getting distracted.

"I have other reasons, you know." She pulled her face away from the gaze of his eyes. If he kept looking at her like that, she would loose control.

"Such as..." His grip got tighter.

She turned to look him right in the eye. "Such as: the nicest thing you've ever said to me was you loved me, you act like yourself when I'm around, you threw out your checklist for what makes an accomplished woman, and don't even get me started on how you treat your friends and family." She smiled at how red he turned.

"What about my friends and family?" His grip loosened as his voice grew soft.

"You treat everyone with respect. You apologize for your actions if you were out of line," she leaned in a little, "even if you weren't. You protect them. And yes, sometimes you overprotect or over step your boundries, but its always out of loyalty and friendship."

"Well, if that's the way you feel about me." he brought up his head and tightened his grip again. "Thank you for explaining so eloquently." He moved her closer to him, so there faces were inches apart. "I was unawar-"

"You were unaware?" This time, she tackled his mouth with hers. She broke away from her kiss. "Are you aware now?"

"Very."

"Can I do something now?" She pushed off his hat, and took off his bow-tie.

"I think that would be," A pause she had come to love, "acceptable. After all, you indulged me."

She got up from her spot and sat back down in his lap with her feet to one side while she wrapped her arms around his waist and crossed her ankles. She felt his body tighten and relax as she put her head on his shoulder and and wrapped his arms around her protectively. They just sat like that for a while.

"I wanted to do this the entire episode." She finally broke the silence and started playing with one of the buttons on Darcy's vest, it popped out of place.

"It feels nice. Why did you ask?" His jaw rested on the top of her head. All the buttons of his vest were out.

"Ask what?" She started to play with his tie again, this time pulling at the knot a little harder than before.

"If we could do this? You didn't need too." She felt his attention switch from their conversation to the fact that Lizzie had managed to undo every button on his vest and had started working on his tie.

"Thats not what I was asking to do." She looked slyly up at him from under her lashes. The tie proved easier than the vest buttons as it was soon open on his chest.

"I see. And what were you asking to do?" He pulled her chin up to face him.

"Well, what do you think?" She moved her hands to his shirt and started working on those buttons.

"I think the topic needs further," another loving pause, "illumination." He kissed her again.

"Hey, Lizzie, do you-" Charlotte opened and slammed the door shut.

"Can we go to Netherfield?" She pouted at the fact she had only had opened four buttons. "No lock."

William kissed her quickly and got up and he grabbed her hand, pulling her trough the hallway to the front door. They paid no notice to Lydia and Charlotte giggling, or the confusion her parents had. He helped her into his car with a quick kiss and they started back to Bing Lee's home.