4 years earlier
The ballroom glittered, it looked as if the entire night sky had been draped across the interior. Lizzy stood breathless at the entrance as Darcy thanked the driver for the safe trip.
"You ready?" asked William as he glanced away from the Lincoln and towards her.
"As I will ever be, is dear Auntie Cat, going to be at this here shindig?" quipped Lizzy
"Why yes, I am attending this society gala, how are you Miss Bennet?" replied Catherine De Burg, catching Lizzy off guard.
"I am very well, thank you Mrs. De Burg, and yourself," calmly replied Lizzy through her blush and mortification at being overhead by the lady herself.
"I would be even better if William here had asked my darling Anne to accompany him, but it seems I will have to make do, please only be heard if you have something intelligent to say. Actually, I best not be hearing you at all," Catherine critically replied.
Before Lizzy had a chance to tell the arrogant lady exactly what she thought, William stepped in and cut her off.
"Now Aunt, Lizzy is doing me a wonderful favor and it would be advantageous if you were civil to her, besides she always adds to the conversation with a new perspective that isn't rehearsed out of a book," stated Darcy.
Rolling her eyes but not commenting further, Catherine De Burg uttered something under her breath and proceeded to command the ballroom as she made her entrance.
"See, now the hard part is over, we already talked to the most disagreeable person here" William smiled as he led Lizzy through the doors, his hand just resting on the exposed skin of her back."
Present
Sargent Denny really didn't like how busy it was for a Sunday morning. Doesn't anyone go to church anymore, he silently thought. Nonetheless, the station was unusually busy with the typicals: drug dealers and users, the women who walked the streets for a living and the idiots that thought it was a wise idea to rip off all their clothes and parade around town.
Denny scanned the room and one couple caught his eye. They were young but well dressed and seemed educated, they weren't the type you would normally see sitting in this waiting room.
The sergeant grabbed the waiting list and called off the next name.
"William Darcy!" bellowed Denny above the noise.
The couple who had caught his eye before stood up, the woman slower than then man whom he was presuming to be William. That was unusual, the woman seemed to be in pain maybe that was the cause that had brought them here on a supposed holy day.
"I'm William Darcy, this is Lizzy," spoke the man.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Sargent Denny and if you follow me this way hopefully we will make your trip here a short one." With that they followed him into a small office that had two chairs in front of a desk covered in paper.