Okay, warning on this chapter. It is serious. That's why it's so short. I hate to write serious things. Also, I really really hate hate hate George Wickham.

Enjoy.


When Liz and Lottie arrived at their hotel, Lottie had walked into her room, crashed straight onto the bed, and fallen asleep immediatly. Liz on the other hand, was still confused over what she had learned at Bitch de Bourgh's house. The way that Bella and Will talked to each other, it was obvious that they were very close. However, this disagreed with the impression of him that she was clinging too. That he was a rude, arrogant, stuck-up jerk. Bella had seemed so sweet though. How could some one like that like a person like Will, even if they were related? Liz was brought out of her reverie by a loud knock on the door. Curious as to who it could possibly she walked to the door and opened it.


"DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN! FUCK THAT LITTLE FUCKING FUCK! THAT STUPID ARROGANT BASTARD! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!" Liz screamed into the phone. "I WISH HE WOULD CRAWL INTO A HOLE AND DIE! NO! I WISH HE WOULD BE RUN OVER BY AN EIGHTEEN WHEELER! NO EVEN BETTER! I WISH HE WOULD ROLL AROUND IN A POOL OF HONEY AND THEN GET LOCKED IN A ROOM FULL OF FIRE ANTS!"

"Whoa! Liz! Are you okay? What the hell happened? Who the hell are you talking about?" Jenny asked frantically. "The last time you were this upset it was because...NO! NO NO NO NO NO! THAT LITTLE FUCKHEAD CALLED YOU AGAIN!"

"Worse Jenny, much worse..." Liz replied steelily, "He showed up at my hotel room."

"How the hell did he know where you were staying? How the hell did he even know you were in New York?" Jenny asked.

"I don't know! You never know with him!" Liz shouted.

"Calm down Liz, calm down." Jenny said. "What did he do this time?"

"He said that he was my biggest fan and that if I went on the tour that he would do something drastic. Then he... the fucker...he kissed me and left." Liz said, sounding completely repulsed.

"Oh Liz! Have you called the police? He violated the restraining order, and he threatened you. Surely that's enough to get him away from you?" Jenny asked.

"Yeah Jenny, I called the police. They told me that if he repeated any of the threats or came near me again that I should call them. But that until I had a witness they couldn't do anything about it!" Liz replied. (a/n: This is the part where I say that I have no clue what the rules are on this sort of thing, so just go with me on this please)

"NO! That is so stupid. Even he is smart enough to know not to show up when there are other people around!" Jenny shouted, outraged.

"I know! That's what I told them. They just told me to calm down. I HATE him, Jenny! Why do I have to be the one who get's the crazy stalker fan? Why couldn't it be Lisa?" Liz asked.

"LIZ! You know that you don't mean that. Besides, what's he going to if you do go on that tour? There's going to be more security on the tour than there is on the president!" Jenny said.

"I know Jenny. I know. I just can't help but worry about it. Your right too about me not really wanting Lisa to have a stalker. She would probably have acutally accepted his advances, and then who knows what could have happened!" Liz said.

"I just worry about you Liz. You blame this all on yourself. It's not your fault that the crazy bastard tried to force himself on you." Jenny said.

"I know. But nothing you say can stop me from hating George Wickham!" Liz said.

"And I wouldn't dream of trying to convince you otherwise Lizzybug!" Jenny replied.


Today, the bands were coming together at Memphis for a rehersal before first concert that night. Three weeks had passed since they had seen each other, but they still got along perfectly with the exception of Will and Liz. Will appologized to everyone for his outburst at the "cabin" and everyone but Liz had forgiven him. Liz, her cast thankfully removed, was so nervous over Wickham's threats that she was teasing Will mercilessly to distract herself. Will, still extremely pissed that there was a tour in the first place, was particullarly snappish and did not respond to her jokes well.

"Would you fucking cut that out?" Will asked.

"What Fitzwilliam? What do you want me to cut out Fitzwilliam?"Liz asked laughing.

'That! Stop calling me Fitzwilliam!" Will demanded. Liz just laughed at him more.

"LIZ!" Jenny shouted. "Stop being so mean to poor Will and come help me with my keyboard!" Liz skipped across the stage to her sister, after sticking her tongue out at Will. Despite himself, he laughed at how cute she looke happily helping her Jenny, her face cracked into a huge smile. Suddenly, Liz's face fell and she shouted angrily,

"What the FUCK do you think you're doing here? How the HELL did you get past security?" Everyone was stunned as the man Liz was adressing smirked.

"Oh how cute. My two favourite people in the whole world here together." he said. "What are the odds? I know that they should have been much lower. Especially after I warned you about going on this tour little Lizzy!" At this moment, the officers who was supposed to be in charge of blocking anyone from getting into the stadium appeared, and dragged Wickham away. As he was being dragged from the area, he shouted,

"Watch out Lizzy! You never know what might happen if you don't do what I say! Darcy over there could tell you the consequences of what happens when you don't listen to George Wickham!"

"What is he talking about?" Liz demanded turning to glare at Will. "What the hell is he talking about Fitzwilliam Darcy? And you better tell me because I am not about to stand in the same room as someone who knows George Wickham!" Liz continued her tirade, not realizing the look of utter shock covering Will's face. Jenny, realizing that this was not something that everyone should be here for, quickly ushered the Lottie, Lisa, Marianne, and Chase off the stage. When she tried to convince Finn, however, to vacate his spot, he refused to budge. Instead, he interrupted Liz's rant coldly saying,

"Shut up." Shocked, Liz turned on Finn.

"Don't you tell me to shut up! George Wichham is a fucking BASTARD! I want to know how the hell he knows Fitzwilliam over here, and I want to know NOW!" Liz shouted.

"Listen here Liz..." Finn began.

"STOP!" said Will, who had been brought from his remembrance by the nasty way that Liz said his name. Jenny, Finn, and Liz, startled by this sudden utterance turned their attention to Will. They were astonished by the change in his dispostition. His pretty face was twisted into a look of such loathing and pain that Liz was actually scared. "No one will mention George Wickham again. And that is the end of it." he continued firmly, in a tone that left no one wanting to ever bring the subject up ever again.

"Okay." Liz agreed, frightened not too. With her aquiesance, Will suddenly looked very tired, and very vulnerable. He swayed on his feet, and Finn dashed to his side.

"It's okay Will...It's okay.."he muttered as he slung his arm round Will and lead him off the stage leaving behind him two very confused women.


Okay...umm...yeah...the next chapter should be pretty light and fun. All about their first concert.

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