Do not own Pride and Prejudice.

Sorry for delay. I warn you a separation is upon us. I wanted to give you all some fun before I ripped them apart so, here goes chapter something...

We arrived at the light festival just as the sun had gone down. We had to pay five dollars for parking. After paying a teen for a spot nearest to the festival we all walked through the park admiring the lights on the trees, buildings, and, nearby stores.

The light festival had always took place in this park. It was a very...magical place and there was something about it, at night with all the lights on, that made you feel like you were never coming back. The festival was named 'Glendale Glitter' and everyone came together to have fun.

Will and I separated from the group and walked through the park. We sat down nearest the auditorium, where all the singers and dancers would show their talent. People were already beginning to come and claim their places.

"I don't think I have ever seen anything like it…the lights." Will spoke, ending the silence.

"Yeah, it always feels so surreal to me. I wonder about the electric bill the city gets." I said quietly nudging his shoulder.

"I bet it is as big as-what is that wonderful smell? Is it…no! Oh my god, it is kettle corn!" He said jumping to his feet in excitement and pulling me up with him. He reminded me of the tenth doctor when he did that.

He took my hand and said in mock regency style, "My dearest lady, please allow me to do something as ghastly as to take you as a partner in my…adventure." He bowed and with a flourish, made a show of kissing my hand.

"We're going on an adventure!" He yelled excitedly as he took my arm and folded it with his.

"For what?" I asked.

"The kettle corn dearest, the wonderful creation that is kettle corn! Come now, I can almost taste its sweetness exploding on my tongue." He replied, still in that regency voice. Will, can be weird sometimes, but given that it is his birthday than I will be willing to accept it.

We rounded the corner, and sure enough, there was kettle corn being made. We appeared to be the first customers because we were so early. Will went up to the stall and looked at the kettle corn as if he was a mad man.

"Will?" I said, feeling a bit worried about his overall mental health. Should I go call his sister? His cousin?

"Yeah?" He replied, eyes still on the kettle corn being prepared.

"You okay?"

"No, I am overcome." He replied softly.

"About?" I asked.

"The kettle corn, oh I love kettle corn. Don't you love kettle corn?" He replied. He was really acting weird.

"Yes I love kettle corn."

"Me too, sorry if I am acting a bit weird, but I can't help it. I always get excited about kettle corn." He replied turning to me "And it would be an honor, Elizabeth Rose Bennet, to share my kettle corn with you." He ended.

"How lovely it is of you, Fitzwilliam George Darcy, to share your kettle corn with me." I replied. We had exchanged our full names yesterday when I wondered why Charles had called him Fitzwilliam in a mocking tone.

"Here you are then the first bag made. That will cost you a fiver." The lady at the stall said.

"Thank you very much." Will replied handing her the bill.

We got the bag and immediately starting eating. In between our sighs and 'oh my god this is so good' we ran into the rest of the group. Apparently the rest of Will's family loved kettle corn as well. Will directed them where to go after they tried stealing from his bag.

When they came back, both Georgiana and Fitzy had their own bag. Fitzy, however gaped at Will and I when he returned.

"Oh my gosh, Georgiana is this some sort of trick my mind is playing on me?" Fitzy said as he turned to her.

"I don't believe it is, cousin." She replied already smiling.

"It appears to be our William, sharing kettle corn!" He said. Will stopped what he was doing, which was at the moment, shoveling the sweet kernels in his mouth, and gasped.

"How dare you imply I am greedy with my kettle corn! I fear, dear cousin that we must duel in order to protect my honor." Will replied in mock anger.

"Are you saying you are never stingy with your kettle corn? Are you lying?" Fitzy said as he gasped in surprise.

"I would never! My honour is now tinged by your words. Pick a weapon, the inflatable mallet or the inflatable sword?" Will replied as he moved towards the man at the toy stand.

"I choose the sword!" Fitzy said.

"Very well then, I am to choose a sword as well. We duel." He said as he paid for the two inflatable weapons.

"Meet me near the bouncy house!" Fitzy said as he sauntered away.

Will turned to me and faked sadness.

"My lady, if I do not return. Or if I have a terrible accident at the end of this, will you promise me to move on?" He asked with an intense look in his eyes.

"Move on? That is impossible, where could I move on to? I will never move on." I replied stubbornly, willing myself not to laugh.

"Then I shall endeavor to come back unscathed and fully alive. And upon my return we are to wed at sunrise upon the morrow."

"Now go off and win your honour. I will be awaiting your return." I said as I kissed his cheek. As my lips met with his warm cheek I yet again felt those feelings stirring within me, what in the world? He looked at me with those blue eyes and was speechless for a moment, he then recovered with a glint of humor in his eyes.

"To the bouncy house!" Will yelled, swinging his inflatable sword around.

"He hasn't asked for my blessing!" James huffed as he stood near me.

"Oh and where have you been?" I asked him. He had disappeared as soon as we arrived at the park.

"With some friends. I went to go see the white wolf-dog." James replied as smiled up at me, the smile was soon replaced by a frown.

"Have you told Will yet? About your plans?" He asked worriedly.

"I think Charles told him already." I said uncertain, because it never came up.

I looked at the rest of the group who still appeared to be laughing like hyenas. We joined both 'grown men' near the bouncy house. A small crowd had gathered to watch their silliness. They were both yelling insults at each other, at one point I heard Will yell, "Your father was a hamster, and your mother smelt of elderberries!" And Fitzy replied by yelling "You have a brain the size of a pea!"

At the end of the duel Will had pierced Fitzy's heart. I believe his last words were, "Tis' but a scratch." As he dramatically fell to the ground. The growing crowd had clapped at the end of the performance when Will said, "Now I must away, for I am to marry my beloved at sunset. Make way peasants!" He said as the clapping started. He soon found me and took the kettle corn.

"Finally. I have been dying to get back here and enjoy this kettle corn with you."

"I have 'literally' died." Fitzy said as he joined us again.

"I must congratulate you. Good job on the victory!" Charles said as he shook Will's hand.

"It was nothing. I could have beaten the fool with one arm tied behind my back and my eyes blindfolded." Will replied.

"Oh please." Fitzy yelled.

"I believe now I have to marry someone. I am true to my word, and I don't want my honour to be tested again. Charles, will you stand up with me? It appears that I have killed my cousin."

"I am right here!" Fitzy yelled again.

"Yes of course, it will be an honor." Charles replied.

"Guys, come on! You're seriously doing this?" Fitzy went on. Yup, they were ignoring him.

"Sometimes I feel as if he is whispering his love for me in the wind. 'I am still here' he says. I believe he is protecting me. Even in the afterlife he acts as if he is my elder brother." Will says as he sighs and takes my arm.

At this point Fitzy had started singing 'Bohemian Rhapsody' in their ears.

A couple of minutes later the three men all erupted into giggles. Oh dear god.

After the show, Will once again took me on a walk. We joked about Doctor Who. I introduced him to the series, I couldn't have a friend who didn't know about the Doctor! In the middle of our conversations of how Daleks...uhh, procreate he stopped on the sidewalk. We were near the many candy stalls and he just stopped walking in the middle of the crowd. He then pulled me to sit on a bench. The bench was situated under a tree which had lights swinging in its branches.

"I have to tell you something, Lizzie." His voice was low.

"What? Am I not marrying you at sunrise, is it too soon?" I said to him trying to get the humor back.

"It is not that, but I am leaving in two days." He said slowly.

"Why?" I asked. We were having so much fun. We had to finish Doctor Who, we only had two more seasons to watch.

"Well, I have my company and life to get back to." He replied.

"Oh. So soon?" I felt like a heartbroken fool.

"Yeah, I have business I need to get caught up on." He said softly.

"And you choose now to tell me? Why?" I suppose this wasn't fair to him because I had yet to tell him of my plans.

"It just felt like the right moment." Yeah, underneath a romantic tree in a festival. Two days before he leaves! I felt angry and slightly confused. Why did I feel so strongly about this simple matter? Was I already in such a love struck hole?

"When are you coming back?" I asked letting go of his arm, and getting out of the bench.

"A month, most likely." A month!

"I won't be here when you return." I said sadly.

"Why not?" He asked turning to me.

"I am taking a year off of school to teach English to kids in distant countries." I replied. Yeah, I was going to brave the wilderness of the world and go backpacking across the world to teach kids how to English.

"Come with me instead, for the month." Well that was unexpected. Did he expect me to just leave my family?

"No! I can't just do that. We barely know each other." What was he thinking!

"Come on, it's not like you have anything to do here!" He argued as he stood to face me. Oh, the nerve of him!

"Do you think I am just going to leave off with you? No, I need to spend time with my family. As much time as I can."

"Why do you need to spend your summer with your family? It is not like you're leaving forever. You are just going to return after you finish university to live at their house until you find a job." The arrogant prick!

"As a matter of fact, I am not going to live with my parents after college. I will be leaving to London to finish school abroad and possibly emigrate there." There I told him of all my plans.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I didn't dare look at his eyes, or his expression.

"I thought we had plenty of time." I responded curtly.

"Oh. Well then, I guess that is settled." He said as he sat back down. He looked defeated, but I couldn't just pretend like the remarks he said didn't happen. Did he really think I had no plan for my future?

"Yeah I guess so." I told him. My voice must have sounded shaky. Too much feels and anger.

"Will you be returning here?"

"In a year, but only for about a month, then I go to London." I was playing with one of the branches. I was determined to feel nothing. I couldn't have distractions in the way. I was taking these wonderful opportunities to further my education and have more opportunities in life.

"So long." He mostly said to himself.

I don't know why I was so confused, angry, and sad. Perhaps it was the thoughtless remarks he made, or was it because I didn't want him to leave? I wish I could just send off my feelings to China and sail away on a boat. I already had everything planned for my life journey. I would graduate and make my dreams of traveling come true. Of course, I didn't think my 'one' would say anything negative about it. I wasn't hoping all these mixed emotions on my leaving. I made all these plans without the conflicting emotions of the person I was standing next to. If this was supposed to turn into love, then we could handle a few years apart.

I looked at Will, he looked like he was pondering the answer to life. It was 42, everyone knew that. We are all just dust in the wind. Whoa, Lizzie keep your fandoms in check. This is a very sad and confusing time and you should act thusly! Oh my gosh, I cannot take this! It's like that time I thought I was a lesbian again! Of course I wasn't, or I wouldn't be thinking of Benedict Cumberbatch's lips for most of my adult life.

"I am going to go find Jane." I said and quickly walked away. There, I left him behind, that was easy, but would it be this easy when I would leave him for a few years? Of course not, cue sad feels.

Soon enough, we were all in the car. The mood, for me, had turned for the worse. It now felt like Dean Winchester and Will Graham emotions put together. Damn, this sucks. Feelings suck and are confusing. 1/10 would not recommend.

Okay that is another chapter...I know I promised you all a storm after the festival chapter, but I couldn't wait. Yes, Will and Lizzie will be ripped apart by dreams and ambitions. But time does things, confusing, awesome, wonderful things! Will and Lizzie will have adventures to face! Growing up and many hardships are to come. Possibly even Lady Catherine will make a surprise entrance. I am not even done with this story. Review on what you would like to see in the coming chapters!