Lizzie Bennet

My eyes opened and I took in my surroundings. I was curled up in a ball and I could feel something scratchy binding my wrists and ankles. My lips were dry and my head was pounding. I was in a small room lying on a hard bed with thin sheets. There was a wooden door in the corner but I had no way of getting to it with my hands and feet tied up like this. "Help!" I called as loudly as I could. Sadly, due to the fact that my mouth was parched and dry and my throat was in severe pain that wasn't very loud. A few calls later, however, and the wooden door opened.

"Hey, Peach, you're up. How nice!"

"George, why am I tied up?" I hissed angrily.

"Because, Peach, you tend to be stubborn and I don't need you running off before you realize that we are meant to be together."

"Yes, because you holding me prisoner is going to make me fall in love with you!" I growled sarcastically. "That makes a ton of sense."

"Well if you don't, then I'm just going to keep you here. If I can't have you, no one can." He smiled angrily. "Peach, I am protecting you from him! He would destroy all the things I love about you. You need protection and soon enough you are going to realize that I am helping you and everything will be the way it was." And with that he turned on his heel and slammed the door behind him. My head was pounding, my throat was burning and my skin was on fire. I had been kidnapped by George Wickham. How could I ever have trusted him?

William Darcy

My car was speeding down the highway going at least 20 miles an hour over the speed limit. I would be going faster but my hands were shaking in anger and I didn't want to risk hurting anyone else. This was not happening. This was not happening. I had been about to wrap up my meetings in Chicago and then I was planning on going to see Lizzie. That phone call, the video that showed it in context a few days later, something had changed. I needed to know why. I needed to know why she called, I needed to know how she felt and I needed to see her. Face to face. I needed to see her and know what she was really thinking and feeling behind her words. To know if she felt as I did. It had seemed so important at the time but now? I didn't care if she hated me more than Satan himself as long as that bastard didn't hurt her. This was about me. I was certain. If he hurt her I would kill him. Rip him apart with my bare hands. I had never been this angry. I furious when he broke my baby sister's heart and livid when I heard of his acts against Lydia Bennet but this? This went beyond breaking someone's heart or even putting private moments in someone's life on display for the world. This man had just kidnapped someone and knowing him was about to hurt her to get to me. Because I still loved her, and it was obvious to everyone except Lizzie. I loved her and I would do anything to keep her safe. If George Wickham thought he had seen the extent of how far I would go to keep my friends and family safe, he was in for the shock of his life.

My phone rang and I let it go to voicemail but moments later it rang again. I ignored it again but on the third call I glanced down at the caller ID. Gigi. Bing had called her. I sighed before instructing my car to answer the call for me. "Gigi, I'm so sorry you had to hear about this from someone else. I swear I was going to call you and tell you but I needed to get all the answers first. I swear I'm doing everything humanly possible. I'm not going to let him hurt her."

"Whoa, slow down big brother. I was just calling to tell you about some scandalizing gossip. What the hell are you talking about?" Shit.

"Okay, don't freak out."

"Will, what's going on?" she was freaking out. As I was.

"Gigi, Lizzie Bennet is missing." Silence. "Gigi she was kidnapped. Lydia is certain it was George Wickham." More silence. "I'm driving out there now and I'm going to fix this."

"I don't know what to say. Good Lord Will, what can I do?"

"Gigi I am going to fix this and…"

"Don't give me any of that bullshit William Darcy! I helped last time and I am not about to sit by idly this time. I am stronger and this is bigger than last time. He kidnapped her! There has to be something I can do."

"I don't know Gigi. I'm still getting all the information. If you can think of where he might take her let me know. Look I'm pulling into their neighborhood now. I will call you back when I get more information." I hung up and practically slid into a parking spot on the street and jumped out of the car, practically sprinting towards the Bennet house. I pounded on the door and Jane answered in a moment. She had been crying and I knew she could tell that I was just as distraught. Without saying a word we both reached forward and wrapped each other in a hug. "Bing called." I explained simply.

"I figured he would. Darcy I don't know what to do." Her lower lip was quivering and I was a pleasantly surprised to find that she had been opening up to me more and more in the past few weeks.

"We are going to fix this Jane. We are going to get her back. And she's strong. She's a tough one and she's going to get through this."

"Darcy what if he's hurt her?" Jane's voice was quivering and I pulled her back in tightly.

"Hey, Jane. It's going to be okay." I promised, hoping I could come through for her.

"Mr. Darcy!" Mrs. Bennet turned the corner and saw me.

"Mrs. Bennet I heard what had happened through Bing and I came as quickly as I could. What have the police found?"

"Oh Mr. Daaarcy! The police have been absolutely no help at aaaall. My poooor Lizzie has been taaaaken from us. She is out on her own and is probably scaaaared and huuuurt. Who could have poooossibly done this to my baby giiiirl?"

"Mrs. Bennet you have my word that I will be doing everything in power to get Lizzie back safe and sound." Everything in my power and more.