Lizzie woke up in her familiar bedroom; she and Jane had done a few shows around Nashville, while staying in their apartment.

It had been three weeks since Charlie and Darcy's leaving, and Lizzie could still feel the piece of her heart, he taken with him wherever he was.

Lizzie rolled over, and tried to get back to sleep, but every time she shut her eyes, she saw his face, his smile, his lips, his eyes and it was killing her.

So she finally gave up on sleep, and headed to the kitchen she and Jane shared, with guitar in hand.

Lizzie sat down at the bright yellow table that had to come from the nineteen-sixties. And then began to sing a song. That she loved, even though it wasn't her own.

"I have been a wayward child,"

"I have acted out,"

"I have question sovereignty,"

"And had my share of doubts,"

"And though sometimes,"

"My prayers feel like,"

"Their bouncing off the sky,"

"The hand I hold,"

"Won't let me go,"

"And here's my reason why,"

"I will stumble,"

"I will fall down,"

"But I will not be moved,"

"I will make mistakes,"

"I will face heartaches,"

"I will not be moved,"

"On Christ the solid,"

"Rock I stand all other ground,"

"Is, sinking sand,"

"But I will not be moved."

Lizzie couldn't finish the song, because she felt tears coming down her cheeks, and clogging up her throat.

She realized that no matter what Will had done to her, God still loved and cared about her and she was not going to be moved.

Nothing was going to change that fact, not even cruel cold Will Darcy.

Lizzie took a deep breath, and prayed told God that her life was still in his hands no matter what went on.

After praying Lizzie felt better, and then looked at the clock to see it was six.

Lizzie nodded and decided to go for a walk.

She wrote a quick note for Jane, telling her where she was going, and then grabbed her ipod, and headed out the front door and down the street.

--

Jane woke up to a big Charlie shaped hole in her heart, but couldn't cry, all her tears had been spent, and now she was just tired.

After an hour of laying in bed staring up at the ceiling thinking about Charlie, Jane heard the front door close with a snap, and wondered where Lizzie was going so early.

She shrugged as she climbed out of bed and fired up her computer, as soon as the internet was up, Jane quickly went to my space, and saw she had about twenty new messages.

But she read only one, from her cousin Lydia, who lived in Wyoming where Jane originally came from.

The message asked Jane if she wanted to come down for a month or so.

Jane immediately replied; yes, that's exactly what she needed, a vacation from her thoughts of Charlie, and then her happiness was replaced by worry about Lizzie what would she do, and would she care if Jane left for a few months, somehow Jane didn't think so.

So when she saw Lydia was signed onto my space, they began to plan the trip.

--

Lizzie came back from her long walk, to find Jane sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee smiling happily, as she stared dreamily into space.

"Hey, you're looking good." Lizzie commented as she rummaged through the refrigerator, looking for something to eat.

"Guess why?" Jane said excitedly.

"I don't know." was Lizzie's answer.

"My cousin Lydia invited me to come down, for a few months." Jane said turning to look at Lizzie's expression.

"Wow Jane, that's great. So when do you leave?" Lizzie asked sitting down at the table, with a tub of ice cream.

Jane smiled and shook her head before answering; only Lizzie would eat ice cream for breakfast. "Tomorrow."

"Cool, so do you need any help packing?" Lizzie asked cheerfully.

"No, I've go it covered, but Lizzie?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you be okay if I leave, I mean staying in this apartment by yourself, and all." Jane said worriedly.

Lizzie looked at Jane strangely, and then threw her head back and laughed. "What makes you think I'm staying in this apartment? I've got plans." she finished mysteriously.

"Alright," Jane said nodding, looking brighter already, and then standing and putting her coffee mug into the sink and headed back into her room.

Lizzie shook her head, as she watched her friend's retreating back, and could only imagine the pain Jane was experiencing, she was hurting very badly, and Will and she hadn't even been dating, while Jane and Charlie had been like a married couple.

This trip would be good for her. And besides, Lizzie might just head down to the beach, for a couple weeks.

--

Will so awful he was almost positive he was coming down with something, but deep in his heart he knew the only reason he felt like this, was because of how had treated Lizzie.

He was absolutely miserable, if he saw a girl with her similar hair color, he had to remind himself it wasn't her.

And then there was Charlie, the way he was moping about Jane it nearly drove Will crazy with guilt. How could I have been such a jerk? He continually asked himself.

The only happy person in the band was, Blaze of course, and that was because he had found some chick or other to date.

So, that left Will and Jack the mournful duo.

--

A few weeks after Jane's departure, Lizzie received a phone call from the record company requesting, her attendance at the Golden Hat Awards.

So she was force into agreeing to go, even though she really didn't want to, but that really wasn't her decision now was it?

It was to be in three weeks and she would be expected to do a duet with Will Darcy. Lizzie almost had screamed "NO" right into the secretary's ear, but somehow she managed to control herself, and said okay she would do it, and then she found out they would be having rehearsal at the studio in a week. Lizzie wanted to rip the phone from the wall and shove it down the drain, but instead she found herself saying she would be there.

"Lord, help Me." she prayed aloud, as she tried to figure a good way of not assaulting William Darcy.

--

Jane was standing outside a store, waiting for her cousin to come out, when a tall muscular blonde man came up, and began to speak.

"Aren't you Jane, from the band 'Forgetting Love?'" he asked looking over his dark sunglasses, at her face.

"Yes. Do I know you?" she asked suspiciously, he reminded her of someone, but she didn't remember seeing him anywhere before.

The truth was Jane had heard of him, but had never seen him, because this was Lizzie's ex-husband Jack Wickem.

"No Ma'm, I'm just fan is all." Jack said flashing her, a white tooth smile. "By the way I'm, Derrick." he said lying through his shiny teeth.

"Well Derrick, it's nice to meet you." Jane said looking down demurely.

"May I ask you a question?" he asked smoothly.

"Yes, of course."

"Well I'm nothing, but a lowly farm hand, but I was wondering if you would go out with me?" Derrick/Jack asked pretending to be shy.

Jane thought about this, her heart was still hurting from Charlie's breaking up with her, but maybe Derrick was what she needed. "Okay." Jane said aloud, while hearing her cousin call her name. "Um…here's where I'm staying at." she said calling out her address.
"Alright I'll pick you up, Friday." Jack called to Jane's retreating back, and then added aloud. "What perfect way to get Lizzie back."

Yes, Jack has a evil plan up his sleeve and Jane has no idead, meanwhile Lizzie's being forced to sing with the cruel Will Darcy, so let me know what ya think.