There was a knock at the door.
"Reynolds, I have five minutes to finish this report and be finished for the day..."
"William, it's me."
Darcy turned to see his sister standing against the door to his office. The lack of design tablet in her hands suggested that she was not there to discuss work, which meant that she was there for personal matters. Gigi knew that he is not the type to discuss personal matters at Pemberley, given his need to compartmentalize his life. He almost shooed her away until he saw her furrowed brow. He glanced at her hands. She was picking at them, a nervous coping mechanism she had picked up from her mother.
"Something's wrong."
It wasn't a question, there was full confidence in his statement.
He continues.
"And it's about Lizzie. What's happened?" he stood up, his brain began working through a dozen possible scenarios. Darcy wasn't exactly sure how he knew that it was about Lizzie, but by the time he began to reconsider the possibility, the look on Gigi's face said it all.
"You need to see something," she says, walking over to his computer.
She didn't say anything as she logged in the URL to a certain YouTube channel. She didn't even click the videos, because all it took was the thumbnail of Lydia and him to set Darcy off.
Him.
Him.
The man who pretended to have a brotherly bond with him that would transcend wealth or social status. The man who squandered his parent's money. The man who attempted to steal more. The man who wooed the heart of his sister, only to crush it in a quest for more funds. The man who tried to do the same to his Lizzie.
George Wickham. With Lizzie's sister, Lydia, caught in his web.
And there were far too many videos of the two of them.
Darcy looked from Gigi back to the screen, unsure of what to do. Immediately, he shut off his computer and walked out the door, full of purpose but without a sure plan of what he was to do next.
"Where is she?" he said as he turned at the door, not even needing to specify of whom he was speaking.
"The fourth floor conference room. She's...she's working on this week's video."
And he set off to find her, doubtful of his future actions, but he knew only that she needed his company while they watched, whether she wanted him or not.
He knew the feelings she would be going through, feelings he wouldn't wish upon anyone, especially his Lizzie.