It has been a looong time... At least I've felt it's been forever... I can only imagine the pain readers go through waiting! Been super busy but I promised myself I would upload a chapter tonight! So here it is, the long awaited chapter ten! Enjoy!

Katherine felt like she was going to be sick when the entire family came through the door. "What is your big announcement, Katherine?" Lord Grantham asked as the family took a seat and looked up at Katherine. "I remember," Katherine said simply. Sybil's eyes widened in surprised delight. "That's wonderful!" she said. "No it's not," Katherine said sadly. "My name is not Katherine Crawley," Katherine started shakily. "It's Elizabeth Darcey. I am seventeen years old and was orphaned when I was a little girl. I have no memory of my parents, but I was told my father was a farmer. I started to work as a scullery maid for a lord of a manner when I came of age and left the orphanage. My employer wanted to have an affair, but I left service at the house before anything could happen. I'm guessing that his wife found out about his infidelity and sent a hit man after me to make sure I wasn't going to go to the press." She looked around at the family's shocked faces and noticed the strange look Lord Grantham wore. Her story struck a cord with him, especially. "By some miracle, I managed to stumble my way to Downton when I collapsed. I'm sorry to have bothered you. I'll let myself out," she turned to leave when Mary caught her arm. "You aren't going anywhere. You're part of the family, Katherine Crawley," she said with a smile. Cora walked over to her and kissed her forehead. "You will always be a Crawley." Lord Grantham placed a hand on her shoulder. "And as far as anyone else is concerned, you still can't remember your past." "What about Jason?"

"If it was meant to be, it was meant to be," Cora said with a smile. Katherine let tears slide freely down her face. "I was so worried about telling you," she said as she hugged everyone. Everything was perfect, or so it would seem...

*Downstairs*

"Have you heard about Lady Katherine?" Asked Thomas, bringing a lit cigarette to his lips. "Heard she was in service just like us," O'Brian said while mending something. "Maybe I should get beaten around and left at the doorstep." "I hope you aren't talking about Lady Katherine," Mrs. Hughes said sharply, entering the servant's hall. "Because we do not speak of our superior's that way." "No, Mrs. Hughes," Thomas and O'Brian said together. Mrs. Hughes went off to find Mr. Carson, who seemed to be the only one in the house who wasn't aware of Lady Katherine's memory recovery. Ana, Mr. Bates and Daisy suddenly all entered the room and sat down after completing their chores. "Have you heard about Lady Katherine?" Thomas asked. They all shook their heads. After Thomas finished telling the tale, Daisy's eyes lit up. "I think it's magical. Like a fairytale," she said happily. "Her and Mr. Montgomery are to be married next month, does he know?" Ana asked. "Rumor has it she hasn't told him yet," Thomas said as he extinguished his cigarette. "I hope everything works out with her and her fiance," Daisy said nervously. "Don't worry Daisy," said Mr. Bates. "If Mr. Montgomery truly loves her, the fact that she's a scullery maid will not change his love for her, no matter what." He gave Ana a small smile and took her hand in his. The dinner gong soon rang, and everyone jumped to their feet (except Bates) and all prepared for dinner.

Katherine had phoned Jason asking him to dinner that night. She needed to tell him and couldn't wait any longer. Her hands shook as she closed the clasp of her new pearl necklace, and tears threatened to leak out of her eyes. She had spent nearly the whole day with her new sisters planning on what she was going to tell Jason. About an hour before dinner was to be served, Katherine felt the desire to take a breath of fresh air, and take a nice walk in the gardens. It was nearly June at Downton, and the warm summer night was refreshing. Katherine played with the tops of the flowers that reached the bottom of her finger tips when she heard something. She froze. There was a rustling in the bush just a few yards ahead. Katherine breathed a huge sigh of relief when a small fluffy brown bunny came hopping out and smiled at her foolishness. Katherine was then suddenly grabbed by someone from behind, and felt a cold metal blade against her throat. "Hello, Elizabeth." She heard a masculine voice say. "Don't make a sound or I will slice your pretty little throat," he ordered and shoved her forward. Katherine was then led to a car parked a great distance away (which was quite difficult to walk to do at knifepoint and in a dress and heels). She was shoved into the car forcefully, and the driver sped off into the night. Katherine peeked out the back window hoping to get a glimpse of her home, but she was too far away. She tried her best not to make any sounds, for fear of being murdered, as tears slid down her face. The car bounced along the road for miles and Katherine found it harder and harder to keep her eyes open. Eventually she gave into sleep, and fell sideways into the vacant seat next to her.

When she awoke, Katherine found herself lying on a small twin bed. The blanket was old and worn, but she sheets were comfortable. She rubbed her eyes and was momentarily stunned when she noticed a person sitting on a bed opposite her. An older looking woman sat studying her. She had watery blue eyes, pale, wrinkled skin, and a sharp nose. "Who are you?" Katherine asked, frightened. "I am Lady Hamilton. I was contacted by your former employer that I could be in use of your services. She told me that you fell asleep in the car ride over, so we had you brought to your new room. "I'm sorry, but I can't accept," Katherine started. "Well I'm afraid you can't leave. You see, I have a contract with your former employer. I gave her something, and in tern, she gave me you." "I am not anyone's property. I belong to no one." "Well, she is your legal guardian." "What? No. Lady and Lord Grantham of Downton Abbey are my legal guardians," Katherine said in protest. "I will have none of this. Get changed out of those clothes this instant. God only knows where you stole them from, but you are to assume your duties tomorrow morning. Good night." And with that, she left. Katherine sat there frozen with mixed emotions. She felt utterly stunned. She couldn't cry nor scream. All she could do was stare an empty stare. Everything she had loved and cared about was ripped out of her fingers in one night. She laid down and closed her eyes and tried to imagine this is all a bad dream.