A/N Hello everyone! I've gotten hooked on a new fandom, hope you enjoy it! Spoilers if you haven't seen Episodes 97-98

Disclaimer: The lizzie bennet diaries are not mine... I just watch them A LOT

Charlotte was so impressed with the timing of the doorbell that she was seriously considering giving the delivery person double her usual tip. By the time she grabbed the food and a couple of plates from the kitchen, Lizzie would be done her video and they could proceed with the rest of the evening as planned. She dug in her bag for her wallet as she heard two quick knocks. Charlotte rolled her eyes as she hurried to the door.

" Hi, Sorry I-" She looked up "Darcy?" He had been nervously pacing before the door opened but stood at attention now. His face flickered with confusion.

"Charlotte, hello. How are you?" He asked trying to buy himself some time.

" I'm good." She paused. "What are you doing here?"

" I apologize for interrupting your evening. I'm here to see Lizzie. Is she busy?"

" Yes." He glanced away to try to hide his disappointment. "But I'm letting you in anyways." She stepped to the side giving him room to pass. Darcy looked around cautiously. " They're not home." Charlotte read his mind. "The only one you have to worry about is me. But, I get the feeling I'm ok with what's about to happen." He looked down the hall and saw a bright light coming from the den. He couldn't make out the words but there was no mistaking whose voice that was. It made his heart temporarily jump into his throat.

"I wish I had your confidence on this matter. I find myself feeling quite uncertain." He looked back at his business associate. She sighed and walked over. Charlotte physically turned Darcy in the direction of the den.

"There's only one way to find out." She gave him a gentle push. He took a step, stopped one last time and took a deep breath. Darcy walked down the hall and stopped at the entrance to Lizzie's temporary room.

"Excuse me Lizzie."

Charlotte busied herself in the kitchen. If she way far away, or as far away as the confines of the Bennet home would allow, she would not be tempted to eavesdrop. Though she hadn't heard the murmurs of conversation coming from the den in a little while, she guessed that things were going well. The idea of Lizzie and Darcy getting another chance made her genuinely happy.

The second time the doorbell rang, it was the Chinese food. Charlotte stood in the kitchen unsure how exactly to go about organizing their feast.

" Hey, um, Guys?" She called down the hallway. "The food's here."

"Ok!" Lizzie called back. A minute or so later she emerged tying her hair up as she walked. Charlotte notices a definite flush in her best friend's cheeks. There was also no mistaking the grin on her face.

"So, talk went well?" Charlotte asked.

"Mmhmm" Lizzie nodded, still grinning.

"Am I dishing out Shrimp for two or three?" Charlotte asked.

"Just two." Darcy answered. He entered the kitchen with his usual calm demeanour. The only evidence of his mission's success were a few hairs out of place on his well coiffed head. " I have work to do and I should call Gigi." He took Lizzie's hand "I will call you in the morning." She gave his hand a small squeeze.

"Ok, goodnight." Lizzie said shyly

"Goodnight Lizzie, Charlotte" Darcy managed to take his eyes off the woman he loved for a moment to address her friend. "Thank you" he said with as close to a smile as she had ever seen him wear.

"Night Darcy." As he left, the ladies silently went about getting their dinners plated. The minute they heard the door shut and the car pull away Charlotte and Lizzie squealed with pent up delight and excitement.

"So what does this mean?" Charlotte asked.

"I'm not sure. I kissed him, I told him I didn't want to just be friends, and we're spending the day together tomorrow. Then," She paused " I have absolutely no idea."