Elisabeth Bennet was already in a bad mood when she received a call from her sister. Her day had started with the metro getting delayed for twenty minutes on her commute to work. She only had time to devour a half stale bagel and half of cup of lukewarm coffee before attending back to back meetings all day. Feeling her stomach growling, she realized that was the last time she had eaten today. The only bright spot of the day was ducking out early on a meeting about farm subsidiaries to leave for the airport. She realized leaving during rush hour on the Friday before Labor Day weekend would be bad. She just didn't realize how bad traffic from DC to Dulles would be.

Currently she had about fifteen minutes before her flight started boarding and she was standing in a never ending security line at Dulles airport. As she felt her Blackberry vibrate, she quickly glanced at the caller ID, relieved to find it was only her sister and not work calling.

"Hey Janey. I'm standing in line at the metal detectors."

"Oh good. I was worried you weren't going to make the flight."

"And miss my sister's engagement party. I wouldn't dream of it!" Lizzy, as she was affectingly known to her family and friends as, replied sarcastically.

"I know this weekend is going to be awkward for you with Will being the best man…"

"And dating Carrie, don't forget."

"Right and dating Charlie's sister. But it is only for one weekend and then I promise I'll do everything I can to keep you both separated until the day of the wedding."

"That's the least you can do, since I introduced you both."
"Well we were planning a half hour tribute to the wonder that is Lizzy Bennet at the engagement party but thought that might be over the top."

"Nonsense. Always trust your first instinct."

Jane laughed at her sister and replied, "I was actually just calling to let you know that Charlie is waiting for you on the other side of security."

"Why is Charlie in DC?"

Jane gave a deep sigh, "don't you listen to anything I tell you? Charlie traveled down there on Tuesday for a few meetings he had. He happened to be leaving around the same time as you so I had him schedule the same flight. It'd be easier to pick you up at one gate then driving around JFK."
"Okay, I'll look for him. I should actually go. I'm almost to the front of the line."

"Okay have a safe flight. Oh and I moved your seat next to him. Call me when you land."
"You got it Jane."

Lizzy hung up and noticed the new email icon on her Blackberry. Sighing to herself she realized she didn't have enough time to check them before going through security. Lizzy, at the age of 30, was in her dream job. She was a legislative advisor for the President of the United States. She attributed landing her dream job to luck and talent.

Graduating at the top of her class at Harvard Law, gave her the credentials she needed to join a campaign. It just so happened that she met her ideal, albeit long-shot, candidate on a trip to Iowa during primary season. Hearing former Michigan Governor, Michael Deacon, speak at a rally, Lizzie quit her high-powered job as a corporate lawyer, which she still blamed Will for talking her into, and joined the campaign. Luckily for Lizzy, she wasn't the only one touched by his speech. This is where luck came in, Lizzy joined early. While her candidate placed well in Iowa, he took off in NH. Others like Lizzy were touched by his words and he placed second in the NH primary.

Joining a campaign in its infancy gave Lizzy amazing on-the-job experience. She saw how a campaign was run. Due to her hard work and bright attitude she became a favorite of those running the campaign. The former governor was not the front runner, and while picking up attention, he still wasn't pulling in the money that the campaign needed. This meant that everyone on the campaign had to pitch in. "Not my job" attitudes were not to be found in this campaign.

In a story out of an Aaron Sorkin work, Deacon's campaign kept earning attention and support and eventually earned the Democratic nominee for President. Then in an upsetting victory, Deacon beat the current-sitting president, and won the electoral and popular vote and became the country's 45th president. Lizzy had never worked so hard toward anything in her life and never felt so rewarded. She occasionally, often after a night of drinking with co-workers, felt lonely and wondered what her life could have been.

Lizzy spotted Charlie waving at her almost as soon as she had her shoes back on and her laptop securely back in its bag. "Hey Lizzy," Charlie greeted Liz with a giant smile and a giant hug, "here let me take your suitcase for you. Small bag?"

"Yea I like to avoid checking luggage. Since we have a few minutes, would you mind if I stop at Starbucks and grab a coffee?"

"No actually that sounds pretty good. "

They made their way into the Starbucks, Charlie was studying the menu board intently.

"I just don't know what to order for Will. We go everyday, you think I would notice what he drinks."

"Will's here? Jane didn't mention that."

"She didn't?" Charlie looked a little nervous. "Um, he's here with Carrie. He came for the meetings, she came for Will. Is that going to be okay?"

"I'm a big girl Charlie. I can handle seeing Will and Carrie together. Grande House Blend, black one equal."

"Huh?"

Avoiding eye contact with Charlie, Lizzy replied "it's what he use to order."

Having successfully checked her emails while waiting for their coffees, Lizzy and Charlie headed toward the gate with several minutes to spare till boarding. It was about twenty feet away that she spotted him. He was sitting in a airport chair reading the Wall Street Journal, tie slightly loosened but still impeccably dressed in a dark navy suit. His dark hair was a little shorter then the last time she seen him but mainly he seemed unchanged in the three years since they last met. Then Lizzy noticed her. Caroline, also known as Carrie, was sitting next to him leaning against him reading the latest version of Hello! Magazine. Carrier was dressed more casual then Lizzy was use to seeing. Dressed, in what must be designer, jeans and black sleeveless shirt with a cardigan thrown over her shoulders and of course her signature 3 inch Manolo Blahnik, black today. At her feet rested a large lack Louis Vuitton Eppi Leather bag.

As the approached the couple, Lizzy braced herself for seeing her ex-fiancé for the first time in three years.