NY

Elizabeth was on a plane to New York. Charlotte had left to go to France. Darcy was just…gone. But maybe that was better. Something nagged the back of her mind. What if Darcy was like the other people who killed because they were mad at someone for refusing to marry them? This scared her. But something else was worse, Wickham had escaped.

Elizabeth checked her e-mail. And freaked.

"No! How-oh my-snap-freak-heck-space monkey-flying Himalayan yeti." Elizabeth cursed (None of this has been censored, the random expletives were not euphemisms. She uses strange curses because of her eccentric dad).

"This stinks worse than a five day old egg fried on the sidewalk in the Sahara desert."

To: .;

From: .;

Subject: Bennet & Wickham Marriage

Friend! Good news! Wickham is going 2 marry me! We're going 2 somewhere IDK

3

Soon 2 b Lydia Wickham

"Darcy! I need Darcy's e-mail!" Elizabeth dug through her messages.

Bcc: Mary .; Jane .; Kitty .; Isabel .; .gov;

Subject: Fwd: Bennet & Wickham Marriage

Lydia's getting married to Wickham! They're getting married in secret! Help!

Liz

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What we claim to save today was wasted yesterday. What we waste today is stolen from tomorrow.

Forwarded Message:

Friends! Good news! Wickham is going 2 marry me! We're
going 2 somewhere IDK

3

Soon 2 b Lydia Wickham

Elizabeth clicked "Send". Snap, Darcy probably already got a new e-mail. Oh well.

Darcy stared at the message. The first thought that popped into his mind was: Elizabeth and Wickham are getting married? The second was: Should I open it? Darcy decided he had to open it. The truth was going to be the truth, whether he knew it or not. He clicked it and nearly died from relief, but still, it wasn't good news. Darcy changed his e-mail address and sent the new address to Elizabeth. But how was the marriage possible? Wickham had just been apprehended. He clicked "Reply".

To: Elizabeth .

From: .gov

Subject: Re: Fwd: Bennet & Wickham Marriage

Elizabeth,

This is all my fault! I should have told everyone about Wickham, but I was too worried about the shame it would have brought upon my sister. I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry about the bullet, Mary should have went.

Fitzwilliam Darcy of the NSA

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Everything's possible. The impossible just takes longer.

An update e-mail popped up in his Inbox. Wickham had escaped. Well that information would have been useful about, ten hours ago.

Various replies popped up in Elizabeth's inbox. Most of them about maybe, they really were getting married. Others asked if the information was reliable. She replied and said yes, the information was reliable, and no, they probably wouldn't be getting married. Wickham would probably just hold her for ransom. Then she opened Darcy's. She ignored it. She wasn't emotionally ready to do anything about it. Her MP3 player accidentally went off, playing through her playlist. For some strange reason, Elizabeth still felt she needed to finish the song, even if nobody was ever going to see it.

To: .;

From: .;
Subject: Bennet & Wickham Wedding

We r getting married in a small church in his hometown
I no u can't come

Elizabeth was suspicious. Wickham hadn't ever looked like he even remotely liked Lydia. Elizabeth forwarded the message again. She had also gotten a message from her aunt and uncle that they were not going to the Great Lakes. They would just be touring NY city,

Mr. Gardiner had left to find Lydia, so it was just the three ladies. Mrs. Gardiner took them to the Empire State Building, the ex-Twin Towers, Statues of Liberty and Rockefeller centre.

"I can get us tickets to Broadway." Mrs. Gardiner said.

"Okay." Jane said. "Lizzy, you pick, I've been to…like ten."

"What's good?"

"Forgot what it's called. But the music was magical." Jane said.

"Okay. We can go to that one, if you don't mind rewatching it."