.:Chapter 14: Like Father, Like Daughter:.

.:I couldn't believe the words that flowed from Darcy's lips. I stood there, stunned. I shook my head slowly, as if in disbelief. She sighed as she bit her lower lip, looking down at the ground:.

.:"Y-you're pregnant?" I asked again, dazed. She looked up at me and nodded, her eyes locking with mine. Her eyes were glazed with unused tears and I stepped towards her:.

.:"I don't know what to do," she whispered, looking ashamed:.

.:"My father will hate me when he finds out," she whispered. I shook my head as my arms slipped around her trembling form:.

.:"I have an idea, Darcy. Your father won't like it though..." I spoke, as she looked up at me with hope shining in her eyes:.

.:"What?" she whispered. I gulped as my hands went to entwine with hers:.

.:"I'll marry you.":.

.:Darcy's mouth dropped open as she stared at me like I was crazy:.

.:"You'll marry me? What good will that do? My father won't like that either!" she cried, as I pulled her to me, my dark eyes locking with hers:.

.:"I know how it felt to grow up without a father, Darcy. I want to support you...and our baby. Please...Darcy. Your father has done worse than we have, why do we have to suffer for his sins?" I asked. Darcy looked at me for a moment, then she nodded:.

.:"I guess you're right...Colvin. But you don't have to marry me. You should be able to find someone that you can love purely...and wholly," she said. I just smiled at her:.

.:"I already have, Darcy. I don't think bad thoughts about you. Our love is good, beautiful and pure. And I want to be there for you and the baby. Our baby. Darcy...it must be a sign from God. He wants us to be together, I think," I said:.

.:"And if he doesn't?" Darcy asked in a whisper. I shrugged:.

.:"I don't care. I love you. I know we haven't been together for years or anything...but I love you," I whispered, unable to stop my lips from crashing down against hers. I started to pull away, but Darcy's arms pulled me closer to her and she softly moaned. Darcy no longer cared about who we were. We just wanted to be happy, like everyone else:.

.:We went inside and she told me she would forget that we were related. After all, didn't royalty in England marry only their brothers, sisters, cousins? Finally a dazzling smile broke out on Darcy's face and I knew that she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with:.

.:That night Darcy and I stayed together, not really sleeping in my bed, but weaving dreams and hopes around in the air. I would get a better job and she would get one until she was late in her pregnancy. We finally fell asleep sometime during the night, planning to secretly elope, then tell Darcy's father:.

.:Darcy was more nervous than I was about our eloping. She wore a beautiful white dress made of silk. White was beautiful on her; it contrasted with her dark eyes and hair. She put her hair up, leaving a few raven curls to splatter over her collarbone elegantly:.

.:I dressed in the best clothes I had and we drove to the next county to get married. Darcy was biting her nails, looking both anxious and worried. The ceremony didn't last long, but we were both still nervous after we had said our vows and kissed:.

.:I noticed Darcy was shaking when we stopped at her Father's house. I turned to her and held her for a long moment, stroking her hair:.

.:"It's okay...it will be okay," I whispered to her, kissing her cheeks. She nodded as I got out of the car and went to open her door. We walked up to her front door and knocked. A moment later, Reverend Wise opened the door, glaring out at us:.

.:"Why did you bring him? Haven't you listened to anything I've said?!" he growled, as Darcy's face hardened:.

.:"I love him, Daddy. And you can't keep us apart any longer," she said, as his eyes dangerously glittered like diamonds:.

.:"I can't, can I?" he said with a smirk. Darcy glared at him and held her hand up so he could see the wedding ring. He gasped and stepped back, shaking his head slowly:.

.:"No...no. Darcy...you are a sinner!" he hissed. Darcy shrugged, as if the news was nothing new:.

.:"What do you expect? Like father...like daughter," she harshly said:.