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Lizzy could feel bile rising in her throat as she walked slowly towards the hospital. Her heartbeat sped up and she checked her watch for what seemed like the millionth time in the last five minutes. She tentatively prodded the squishy packet of pigs blood in her pocket and felt her heart pound even harder against her chest. She reached the entrance and paused. Letting out a long breath she fell against the side. God. If they where checking the CCTV then she was dead.

She closed her eyes and willed herself to calm down. She felt her mind replaying the conversation that had bought her here. It had been the night of her seventeenth birthday when she had gotten the call from Charlotte. She remembered the elated feeling she had gotten when she received the call from her old babysitter. It had been a year since she had last spoken to Charlotte and she had missed her, only occasionally did they send letters. It might seem old fashioned to everyone else, but Lizzy rather liked it. She had picked up the call only to hear sobbing.

It had been the first time she had ever snuck out of the house and she felt very rebellious as she walked through the streets of London at night with a black trench coat wrapped around her. She had met Charlotte at her parents house. She knocked on the door and waited in the cold for it to be opened. She had been led downstairs by a maid to a sitting room occupied by five people. Charlotte sat in the middle, distraught with tears pouring down her cheeks. Lizzy saw her older sister jane sat next to her looking equally upset, and huddled around the pair was Maria and two of Charlottes brothers. Maria looked upset but the two brothers just looked furious. They had all turned to look at her as she entered and Charlotte had burst into a fresh wave of tears.

Lizzy still didn't understand quite what the exact situation was. Charlotte was the same age as Jane and seven years her senior, Maria two years younger than them and Charlottes two brothers somewhere in between. She loved Jane and Charlotte but had always been too young when they had spoken about their private lives. She had known that Charlotte was involved with someone considerably older than her.

She hadn't known that Charlotte had gotten pregnant.

She hadn't known that things had ended badly between her and the father.

She hadn't known that the birth had been a difficult one.

She hadn't known that little boy was currently in hospital, but would in a few weeks be well enough to leave.

She hadn't known that the two parents where competing for custody.

He was rich. Charlotte had nothing in comparison. To Lizzy the thought of Charlotte being separated from her child forever was not something she was even willing to think about. She hadn't thought it was even legal to separate a child from their mother but apparently it could happen if the right circumstance was in place. Apparently he was rich enough to make those circumstance happen.

That was why, two weeks later she was hanging around outside the hospital. She was the decoy. She plucked up her courage and walked in, half running to the bathroom outside of which the distraction was going to happen. She paced around the bathroom, phone in hand, waiting for the text to come through. She placed it on the counter and steadied herself on the sides of the basin. She looked into the mirror and saw a panicked little girl standing in front of her. She refused to be that panicked little girl, not when Charlotte needed her so much right now.

She looked at her reflection. She was rather pretty in her dark green skinny jeans and oversized cream sweater. She took the packet of pigs blood out of her pocket and clear double sided tape roll, she ripped it and stuck one side to the packet. She then ripped off the bit of paper on the other side and stuck it to one side of her head. She looked at the effect, and couldn't help laughing at the fact she looked like she had a huge blood blister growing out of the side of her face. Not very attractive.

She heard the phone buzz next to her and saw the text:

Now.

She quickly put the phone back in her jean pocket and walked out into the hall, moving her hair over the packet so that it was not seen by the small group standing around a haggard looking man in a white coat with a clipboard. She recognised two of the people in the group that Charlotte had told her about. They where the Bingley siblings but she had no idea about the other two. Hoping to god this worked, She walked close to them and bumped hard into the women she recognised as Caroline. Caroline sniffed and turned around angrily before pushing her back quite aggressively. Lizzy threw herself across the hallway from the push and fell dramatically to the floor, banging her head hard. It worked and she could feel the sticky blood in her hair and felt it pooling around her face. The scream from Caroline and a nearby lady confirmed the fact. She heard footsteps and the group huddled around her. She hoped it was all of them but kept her eyes closed, feigning unconsciousness. Everyone started talking at once.

"OH MY GOD! Charlie, Darcy.. You saw that it was her own fault, she bumped into me"

"Someone get a doctor! It's a hospital! There must be one here somewhere"

"What happened here?"

"It wasn't me, it was her! I swear."

"Is she alright?"

"There is a lot of blood. Should you move them if there is blood? Or is that for something else..."

"Shut up Charles and tell them that it wasn't my fault"

"It was that ladies fault, I saw you push her"

"Shut up you stupid child"

"Caroline. Stop."

Amongst the multitude of voices his stood out to her. It was a deep and smooth voice that sent shivers down her spine. His voice was commanding in a way that made her knees feel weak and her stomach do a somersault.

"But Darcy, darling..."

Darcy. It was a nice name, an old name. Wait... Darling?

"Enough"

She felt a large rough hand take her wrist gently and feel her pulse.

"She seems to be breathing fine and her heartbeat is normal"

Lizzy felt her face go pale, where was Charlottes brother?

"Excuse me I'm a doctor, let me through please"

Yes, that was John's voice. John was the younger of the two but still old enough to pass as a qualified doctor. The experience of his sister had added years to him, to all of them. She felt herself relax a bit more.

"You two, help me get her on the stretcher"

She felt herself be lifted onto a papery, spongey material.

"You all will have to come with me to explain what happened"

Lizzy felt her self wheeled into the room they had set up. She lay on the bed breathing fast and listening to john ask the people outside dull and meaningless questions about the incident to keep them where they were. After ten minutes john let them go without any details being taken at all, this fact pleased the group and they seemed to want to get away before he changed his mind. One of them, she thought it must have been Charles, tried to give a number so he could be told how she was but Caroline dragged him away before he had finished writing.

She felt her phone buzz in her pocket, Jane had texted her.

I hope you are alright, darling. We all got out fine with little Edward! Charlotte collected him.

Get out of there as soon as you can xx

Lizzie got up and went in the showers grabbing the soap, conditioner and shampoo from the bag john had put in the small bathroom. She sank into the shower and let all the tension she had been feeling for the last week and a bit melt out of her, washed away by the warm water. After washing her hair and drying it she put on a long sleeved white top, blue jeans and boots that came up to just below her knee. They felt a bit big on her and so she assumed they belonged to Jane. She tied her long dark hair in a loose braid over her shoulder and got the bag on her back. She was just about to leave when she heard a commotion outside.

"Where is that bitch!"

"Miss, please, this is a hospital. There are children present"

"We don't know anything yet Caroline, please calm down"

"It's her fault Edward is gone!"

Lizzy didn't need to hear anymore, she looked around and saw a window. This was the first floor and so she felt no fear as she sprinted towards it and jumped quickly. As she fell she heard the door lock click behind her.

She landed well and looked up at the window before feeling strong arms circle around her. Before she could cry out in alarm she felt a cloth pressed over her mouth.

She couldn't breathe and fought desperately against her attacker. A sweet yet pungent smell surrounded her and she had a vague idea of what was going on. Her lungs and mouth felt cold. Her limbs began to go numb and the world around her started to swirl like a Van Gogh painting. Her hearing also started to muffle as she went limp in the arms of her attacker. Two blurs moved towards her and she vaguely felt a pain in her arm.

Then the world went completely black.