A/N: So, this happens to me a lot, where I can't think of anything else to write and I think I am content with what I have so I post it, then all these idea come to mind, which is what happened at the beginning of this story. I wish I had made this part of the last chapter but I didn't think of it till now and I didn't want to take down the chapter I had just put up. It kind of works out because the next chapter might just be the last.

The next day Charles called his sister, for some reason she was still in town. The wedding had ended about a week ago, if not more, she had no reason to still be here.

"This is Caroline. Sorry I can't answer right now, leave your message at the beep!"

He let out a sigh and ended the call. After thinking for a moment he decided to call Colin. Colin had stayed to spend time with Carlos.

"Hello?" It wasn't Conlin's voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I think I might have dialed the wrong number. I'm looking for Colin." Charles was confused because he had gotten Colin's number from his contacts list.

"Oh honey! You didn't dial wrong, he just asked me to answer his phone."

"Carlos?"

"Yes, sweetie. How does it feel to be married to the lovely Jane? I swear, if it wasn't for Colin, I would go straight for her and Lizzy. I am mad at Lizzy right now, so Jane would win."

"Why are you-" Charles was interrupted by Colin taking the phone from Carlos. It sounded like someone had covered the phone with their hand, but Charles could hear muffled voices.

"Hey Char!" Colin had given Charles this nick name because he always found Charles to be a prince charming type.

"Hey Colin."

"What can I do for you?" Colin was shushing Carlos.

"Well, I have been trying to get in touch with Caroline. I know she is still here, but she wont answer my phone calls."

"Oh, yeah. She has been busy." Colin was quite for a minute "I will give you my room key, we were bunking together and I am staying with Carlos till I leave tomorrow so I don't really need it. How about we meet for lunch?"

"Alright." Charles felt like Colin was hiding something, several somethings.

"Why did you stop me?" Carlos pouted.

"Because, Elizabeth told you that in confidence. You shouldn't have even told me." Colin said once his phone call with Charles ended.

"Well, someone needs to get it back to William." Carlos continued to pout.

"I am going to meet him for lunch, you can come if you promise not to say anything."

"They need to know!" Carlos had already decided that he wouldn't say anything, but he didn't think that Elizabeth was right.

"She is your best friend and she came to you and you promised. I don't blame you for how you feel, but you can't go back on what you promised." Colin said exasperated.

"I know. I wont bring it up again, except to you." Carlos promised.

Once Charles had the room key in his hand, he went straight for the hotel. He tried his sister one more time and once again was sent to her voicemail.

"Damn it, Caroline!" He said and tossed his phone to the passenger seat. He decided that it was best to just show up there. If she wouldn't answer his phone calls, she was going to talk to him face to face.

After finding the room, he hesitated to enter. It didn't feel right, just walking into her room, then he heard a scream. It wasn't very loud, but he knew it was his sister's. He didn't care anymore and just entered the room.

He regretted walking in the moment he laid his eyes on his sister. She was naked, straddling George.

"Caroline Bingley!" Charles yelled as he slammed the door behind him and turned around, refusing to leave the room.

"Charles!" Caroline was off George so fast, it almost hurt him.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing? He is G's ex! I can't believe it's true!" Caroline had slipped her robe on and turned her brother around while George wrapped the blanket around himself and muttered something about taking a shower.

"I know who he is, Charles. I just couldn't help myself. He was so broken up over G and that skank Elizabeth."

"He fucking beat her! The police are looking for him!" Charles was whispering but yelling all at the same time. He didn't want George to hear him.

"No, she hit him." Caroline wasn't going to let that bitch get her way.

"The police have pictures of her face from the wedding!" Charles watched as his sister's face went from worry, shock, concern, pride, all sorts of different emotions at once.

"Well, I think I will be leaving now." George said as he tried to slip his way past the siblings.

"Oh no you don't!" Charles reached for George who managed to connect his elbow to Charles' face.

"You fucking prick!" Charles said as he grabbed his nose to try and stop it from bleeding.

"Charles!" Caroline regretted ever getting involved with George. Charles was the one relationship she never wanted to ruin, that was the only reason why she stopped trying to separate him and Jane.

"I'm the prick? You are the one who walked in on me fucking your sister. Probably best anyways, she was starting to become boring." George jumped back and ran out the door as Charles and Caroline both tried to grab at him.

Caroline was upset over her brother and offended that he called her boring. He had hurt her brother, she hurt her brother.

"Charles, I am so sorry! If I had known, I wouldn't have..." Caroline trailed off once she saw the look on her brother's face. His hand was still covering his nose which was still dripping blood, but his eyes said disappointment, hurt and anger.

"Let me get you a towel." Caroline moved fast before he could leave.

"Why did you do it?" He asked once he was confident that blood wouldn't fall into his mouth.

"I was already losing you to a Bennett, I didn't want to lose anyone else. I always thought that I was going to end up with William." Caroline said after a while.

"So you ruined everything? He beat her when she told him she was pregnant. He didn't get her in any area of concern, obviously."

"I didn't know." Caroline whispered in shame.

"You were fucking him while he was with Georgiana? Your friend?" Charles was fighting back tears. He couldn't figure out what had caused her to be like this.

"Yes." She was barely able to find her voice to answer.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Charles had never felt like a father to his sister before.

"I am just so sorry." She started to cry.

"I know Caroline. I believe, but you have to make it all right."

"How?"

"I don't know." Charles couldn't stay any longer, he got up and left without saying another word.

Caroline watched him leave, her eyes wide and filled with tears.