She hadn't really thought about her "exact moment" until she wanted to know his "exact moment."

They are laying in bed. She is curled up next to him, her head resting on his bare chest. They need to get ready because they're meeting Fitz and Brandon for brunch. But neither seem to be able to actually get up the energy to leave their cozy little nest.

Lizzie is thinking about how perfect the moment it is; how several moments last night were pretty perfect too. As she tries to ignore the blush that is creeping up her face from those memories, she begins to think about other moments they have had together. Their first date, first kiss, first time, first fight - she remembers them all. She knows so many moments, but what she doesn't know is his "exact moment."

When she asks him, he answers with out hesitation.

"Well I suppose I really fell in love with you when you came to stay at Netherfield," and then he squeezed her shoulder, pulling her closer before continuing. "But in reality it started at the wedding."

"At the wedding?" Lizzie interrupts, not attempting to keep the surprise from her voice. "But you despised me at the wedding."

He laughs. "I might have dismissed you at the beginning, but when I saw you laughing with Charlotte…"

And he trails off.

"What? When you saw me with Charlotte, what?" She couldn't help but ask him. Suddenly very invested in knowing the answer.

"I don't know" he says with a shrug. "Something clicked. I couldn't take my eyes off you for the rest of the night."

This makes her smile.

"What about you?" He says, rubbing a hand down her bare back. "When was the exact moment you fell in love with me?"

This gives her pause because she honestly doesn't know the answer. She was in the middle of it before she knew it had began.

Was it before his initial declaration of love? No, she reasons with herself, her offense at his behavior during the Gibson wedding was due to the annoyance of a good looking man rejecting her so absolutely. Plus, her anger over his treatment of people she cared about meant there were never any soft feelings toward him.

Was it when she received the letter? No, the letter only made her feel guilty for having so quickly rushed to judging him. It had forced her to reevaluate everything.

Had it been Pemberley? She thought that was probably the best answer. But it hadn't been her awe at the company he had created. No, it had been in the way his employees respected him. Or how his sister fought for his happiness with no shame. Or how he had finally relaxed and let his defenses down.

Yes, sometime during her stay at Pemberley it had happened.

But when?

And then it hits her.

She sits up suddenly, triumphant in her discovery.

"I've got it." She says, pointing her finger upward as if she solved the worlds greatest mystery. He only stares up at her, smiling.

"It was while I was editing the videos. Episode 83, to be exact."

"Not during episode 83?" He asks, unable to hide the look of skepticism on his face. "I pulled out some of my best moves that day."

"Nope." She says, laying back down, pulling him close. "It was during the editing process. I kept finding myself smiling like an idiot. All I could think about was how I wanted to make more videos with you."

He doesn't speak at first, just lazily rubs her back.

"Hmm, I thought for sure it was when you first saw my amazing company." He's teasing her and she retaliates by tickling him.

Never one to back down from a tickle fight, Darcy immediately joins in, but it isn't long before tickling leads to gentler, more intimate touching, which leads to them being late for brunch.

Lizzie can't help but think that their exact moment doesn't really matter as long as they keep having incredible moments like this.