There was a knock at the door just as Charlotte, Collins and Elizabeth were trying to decide what to do for dinner. Collins quickly went to open it. It seemed no surprise to Charlotte that Fitz and Darcy were standing there on the other side.

"With it being your last day here, we wanted to treat the ladies to dinner and fun out on the town."

Elizabeth smiled and wondered if Darcy even knew how to have fun. Charlotte agreed quickly and grabbed her purse. Following, Elizabeth slung her bag over her shoulder and turned to Fitz.

"What exactly do you consider fun?"

"Bowling!" he grinned.

Elizabeth surprised herself by having fun at the bowling hall. She wasn't really bad herself, but the real shock was Darcy, who bowled a strike nearly every time. After a while he even seemed to loosen up, laughing with them as Fitz pretended to throw the ball backwards every time it was his turn.

Elizabeth and Charlotte were dancing to the music before Collins made a remark about propriety. Elizabeth was shocked he would even be seen in a place like that and wondered if he was having any fun at all. He looked like a fish out of water. She considered sneaking some alcohol into his drink before remembering the last time he was liquored up. That would not be a good idea. As they geared up for another game, Elizabeth announced that she was going to get a drink.

"Anyone want anything? Beer or chips?"

Darcy shook his head and settled in a seat. He looked hilarious in his expensive collared shirt, designer jeans and bowling shoes. He always dressed nice, but tonight he seemed to look particularly nice. In the dim lights of the room he looked mysterious and dashing with his hair carefully swept to the side and day old stubble donning his chin.

"Comin' with!" Fitz called as he hopped over to Elizabeth.

They began the walk to the bar.

"So you guys are leaving in a few days too, right?"

"Dunno!" he yelled over the music. "If Darcy doesn't change his mind again."

"What do you mean?"

"We were supposed to leave a few days ago. He keeps putting it off."

"Why's that?"

"I haven't any idea. We are supposed to go see his sister so I can't imagine why he wouldn't want to do that."

They got their drinks and paid. Fitz gave a quick look to the bartender who had let his glance rest on Elizabeth a few minutes too long. Elizabeth moved away; she felt subconscious anyways with her hair piled high and more make up than usual.

"Have you met his sister? Sweet girl."

Elizabeth shook her head, "I heard from the Bingley clan though that she was incredibly sweet."

"Bingleys!" Fitz said raising his bottle that made his fifth for the evening, "I forgot you knew them!"

"Yeah," Elizabeth said with a smile, "Do you know them?"

"Just briefly met Charles and one of the sisters in London. Before we came here. Bingley's a real mate, you know? Good guy. And Darcy really cares about him."

As they walked back to the group, Fitz draped his arm around Elizabeth, "You know Darcy told me he stopped him from getting involved with a girl recently. What a chap Darcy is."

"Really?" Elizabeth said nearly stopping where she was. "Who?"

"Dunno. He didn't say 'xactly. Some girl though he just met or something."

"Why would he separate them?"

"Dunno," he said again. "Something 'bout the lady."

"What about her?"

"I said I dunno," he said with a laugh. "Her family was like crazy or sumthin. Really, though, I don't know much. Darcy doesn't talk much."

"Of course not."

Fitz started to pull her along again, "What's wrong? Made you mad?"

"Oh, no. I just-" she stopped, knowing that Fitz apparently had no idea it was Jane. "well, who's Darcy to judge who is good for Bingley or not?"

"That's what friends do, right? You'd tell your friend if she was making a bad choice with a boyfriend right?" he laughed, "Then again, maybe you wouldn't."

He moved his arm and grabbed her hand, pulling her back towards the group. They had set the game up and were waiting for the two of them to get back. Darcy looked up with a raised eyebrow when they appeared. Fitz dropped Elizabeth's hand and moved to sit down.

"Lizzy," Charlotte said loudly, "You're up first."

Knowing that everyone was watching her, Elizabeth stepped up to grab her ball. Moving down the little space in one fluid motion she felt the release as she threw everything she had into that one turn. She straightened up and watched as the ball hurled itself towards the pins knocking every last one down. Turning around, she drew her fist down in victory. Fitz yelled the loudest and Charlotte had a big grin on her face.

"Beat that," Elizabeth challenged Darcy as she strode past him.

She would show him. If he thought Jane's family was crazy now, he hadn't seen anything yet.