"Am I an awful person if I want to stay at Pemberley so badly that I don't care if George breaks up with me?"

"Wow, you really loved it!," Charlotte could not look at Lizzie as she was driving, but imagined her friend was smiling.

"Well, yeah! Did I tell you about the swimming pool and the video cameras they have?," Lizzie said.

"A thousand… and one times," Charlotte added.

"I will be very sad if I don't get the job."

"But not as sad if George breaks up with you…," Charlotte noted.

"I was only joking! We've been together for more than a year and I don't want to jeopardize what we have," Lizzie said.

"And what are you going to do if you do get the job?," Charlotte asked.

Lizzie exhaled loudly.

"Jane told me once that if something means to be, it will work out at the end."

They arrived to LA late in the afternoon. George had called during the drive back and had asked if she wanted to join him for dinner. Lizzie quickly changed clothes and went to his apartment.

George had cooked for her and that made her feel guilty about the lie she had told him. She hated lies.

Perhaps nothing needed to change, she thought as she spent the rest of the day with her boyfriend.

Days later, Lizzie was at work when her phone buzzed. She recognized the area code. She braced herself and answered the call.

Lizzie went running to Charlotte's office and shut the door behind her. The smile in her face said everything.

"Ohh… I am going to miss you!," Charlotte said as she hugged Lizzie.

The hard part came that evening when Lizzie had to tell George. She had called him and arranged to meet him at his favorite restaurant.

"So, how was your day?," he asked.

"Pretty good, and yours?," Lizzie was trying to mask her nervousness.

"Fine, just finalizing some projects and stuff."

When the waiter brought dessert, Lizzie reached for George's hand.

"George, I need to tell you something. You might not be too happy about it, but it's very important to me, and I hope you'll understand."

"Okay…"

"I applied for a job, a great job… and I got it."

"That's wonderful Lizzie. Congratulations!", George squeezed her hand affectionately.

"Thanks, but the thing is… the job is… in San Francisco… at Pemberley Digital," Lizzie added.

George stiffened and released Lizzie's hand.

"Oh…"

"I know that things happened between you and Darcy, but this is an awesome opportunity and could be my breakthrough and…" George took her hand again and Lizzie stopped talking.

"I know the company, Lizzie, and I completely understand what are you talking about."

Lizzie felt a little bit relieved by his words.

"I might not be completely comfortable with the idea of you working for Darcy, but whatever you decided, I am with you a hundred percent."

A smile appeared on Lizzie's face, as George continued to speak.

"I was going to ask you this before, and now it seems like a good moment to do it. Do you want to move in with me, to San Francisco?," he asked smiling.

Lizzie could not believe her ears.

"Are you serious?! What about your job?," she exclaimed.

"Of course, peach. I can work anywhere. I just want to be with you, wherever you go."

Lizzie almost jumped off her seat and leaned across the table to kiss George.

"I love you," she said.

"I know, peach", he said and winked at her.

Everyone she told was surprised to hear that she was moving to San Francisco, with George. Her parents pretty much reacted in the same way when Jane had told them about Bing.

Lydia was a little disappointed because she was so close to move to LA as she had announced at her college graduation, and was now going to miss her sister.

Lydia was working in her hometown to get enough money to afford a place in Los Angeles. Lizzie was also sad that she was going to miss Lydia and hugged her baby sister.

Lizzie said good-bye to her friends and co-workers at Collins & Collins. She wished the best of luck to Charlotte in her new phase as director and in her relationship with Mark.

On one weekend, George and Lizzie packed all their belongings, rented a truck and drove to San Francisco. Lizzie had found and put a deposit down for lovely apartment in what she knew was a nice neighborhood.

She was grateful for all George had done for her, and was looking hopefully at their future. Everything was working perfectly.

It was her first day at Pemberley Digital. George drove to her new job and kissed her very passionately before letting her go. She smiled at him and entered the building.

In contrast to the last time she had been there, Ann Reynolds received her. They went first to Human Resources when Lizzie filled out some forms and got her employee ID and a parking stick. She still did not have a car, but was planning to buy one because she knew George would use his own most of the time and did not want to depend on him.

"And now, I will take you to your office," Ann said and pushed the number six button on the elevator.

"Do you always do this with the new employees?," Lizzie asked.

"Yes, Mr. Darcy wants everyone to feel welcome at Pemberley and I don't mind meeting new people."

Mr. Darcy, it was weird to think about him in that way. For Lizzie, he had always been Darcy.

They got out of the elevator and walked along a hallway, which had windows overlooking the city.

"Mr. Darcy said that he wanted to greet you… oh, there he is".

Lizzie looked ahead of her.

"Oh, crap! Elizabeth May Bennet, close your mouth!", Lizzie ordered herself.

He was tall, much taller than she remembered, and cute (way cuter), and was smiling at her, and was he wearing suspenders?

"Lizzie Bennet, nice to see you again."

That voice and that smile.

Oh, crap…