A/N: This chapter is dedicated to the iron piece in Monopoly, R.I.P. For those of you who don't know, the iron piece is being taken out of production and is instead being replaced by...a cat. This just goes to show that when you let America vote on something, cats always win...

Aaanywaaay...not my best chapter. Feedback, please?

Ch. 16

Liz, Will, and Georgie were all occupied with board games for a couple of hours. During Monopoly, Georgie made an observation.

"You know, Will, we haven't played this game in such a long time." She rolled the die and moved her iron five spaces.

Will smiled longingly. "Yea, I think it was with mom and dad." He then took his turn and moved his top hat ten spaces.

Georgie smiled sadly too. "I miss them."

"Me too, Gee. But they would be very proud of you, you know." Will ruffled his sisters hair.

"Thanks Will." Georgie reached over to hug her older brother. Will returned the hug, closing his eyes to hide the tears that were forming there.

As Liz watched their moment, she couldn't help but feel like she was intruding on their moment. The two siblings obviously cared for each other, and they had been through so much together.

Will and Georgie broke off their hug. "Well, that was a bit of a downer. Let's think of happier things." Georgie said.

Liz smiled in understanding. "So I hear that you're graduating soon. Where do you go to school?"

"Yes, I am in May! And I'm so excited. I go to Colgate, but I'm home for the week because I wanted to visit Will. I haven't seen him for a couple of months." Georgie responded.

"That's so soon. What's your major?" Liz asked inquisitively.

"I'm majoring in Educational Studies. I want to be a teacher." Georgie smiled.

"That's great, Georgie. You would make an amazing teacher."

Georgie responded with a 'thanks' and bright red cheeks. Such as sweet girl, Liz thought.

Their game of Monopoly continued after that, with a little sibling rivalry between Will and Georgie. But half an hour later Georgie was yawning uncontrollably.

"Why don't you go to bed, Gee." Will suggested.

She nodded and got up from her spot on the floor, taking a sleeping Bella with her. Before she went upstairs, she gave both Will and Liz a hug and headed for the staircase. "I'm so glad I got a chance to meet you, Liz." Georgie told Liz from the bottom of the steps. Liz smiled back at her.

"I think I should get to bed too. We have a full day ahead of us. Lot's of cleaning up to do after that whole paparazzi thing."

Will smiled a little. "You're probably right. It is getting late." His eyes moved to the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. "It's already past midnight."

Liz started cleaning up the game, but Will stopped her by touching her hand gently. "I'll get it, Elizabeth. You can head upstairs."

His hand was still in hers when she responded. "Okay, right. Goodnight Will."

"Goodnight Elizabeth." Will said, letting go of her hand.

Once Liz was upstairs and in the solitude of the guest bedroom, she sat on her bed to think. Her hand still burned from his touch, and she still had butterflies in her stomach. But tomorrow Will and I will have to clear up our relationship for the media. The is nothing there and there never will be. She tried repeating it to herself over and over again as she lay in bed, but sleep never came.

The next day Liz got up at promptly nine, having only slept three hours the night before. Liz stepped out of the comfortable bed and went down to the kitchen.

Mrs. Reynolds was already there making eggs with bacon. It smelled heavenly. "Good morning, Elizabeth. I trust you slept well?" The kind old lady asked.

Liz smiled. "Barely. Don't get me wrong, the bed was so comfortable I felt like I was laying on a cloud, but I had a lot on my mind."

Mrs. Reynolds nodded in understanding and handed Liz a cup of coffee. "Breakfast will be ready in a little bit. Will should be down soon, I heard him getting in the shower just a little bit ago. And Georgie might be another hour before we can get her lazy butt out of bed." Mrs. Reynolds joked.

"Thanks" Liz replied. "So do you enjoy working for the Darcy's?"

"Oh, yes. Such a loving family, despite all they have been through. I love working for them. Those children are like my own. I would often look after them when they were young and their parents were out of town." She smiled and looked out the window, as if remembering a time when the siblings were a lot younger.

"I heard that his parents worked on Broadway."

Mrs. Reynolds nodded. "Yes. Amazing stage actors, especially Mrs. Darcy. So beautiful and elegant. They inspired Will to act, too. I think his acting is a way to still remember them." The old woman handed Liz a plate full of eggs, bacon, and hash browns. "He was a very good kid. Still is."

"He is, isn't he?" Liz agreed.

"Who is?" Someone's deep voice asked as they entered the kitchen. Will came in with a fresh t-shirt, shorts, and damp hair.

"No one, dear." Mrs. Reynolds winked at Liz and Liz giggled.

"Oh I see how it is. You've only just met and you're already keeping secrets from me." Will joked.

"Girls have got to have secrets, don't they?" Liz quipped.

Will shrugged. "So when will this interview take place?"

"Whenever you want. We have all day. But would it be okay if I took a shower and got dressed into some actual clothes?" Liz looked down to her brightly colored pajama shorts and worn t-shirt. She had anticipated staying in a hotel room.

"Of course." Will swallowed a bite of bacon.

"Great. I guess I'll do that now. Thank you so much for the breakfast Mrs. Reynolds."

"No problem sweetie." The older woman responded.

Liz went upstairs. When she was out of hearing distance, Mrs. Reynolds told Will, "I like her. She's a keeper."

When Liz came downstairs after a long shower, Georgie was comfortably situated in the living room petting Bella and working on homework and Will was sitting opposite Georgie with the newspaper.

Liz's shower hadn't helped to clear her mind one bit. She was thinking of what to say, what to ask. She felt weird. She was in a celebrities home but to her he just seemed so...normal, reading a newspaper, spending time with his little sister. Was this how all celebrities acted when they weren't in the public eye? It felt so homey.

"Oh, hello, Elizabeth. Are you ready to get started?" Will asked when he looked up from his newspaper and saw that she was looking at him.

"Yea, all ready. Where do you want to do this?" Liz asked.

"How 'bout we go outside?" He suggested.

"Great. Lead the way." Liz motioned with her hands towards the window that had a perfect view of the backyard.

Will put down his newspaper and and got up from his chair. "Have fun you guys." Georgie winked and them. Liz laughed nervously.

Will made his way out to the patio next to the pool with Liz following behind, wringing her hands. One of the questions she asked herself in the shower was echoing in her mind: how was she going to bring up the subject of George? She felt like she has to apologize. Throw herself at his feet and beg for forgiveness, maybe.

Will didn't even seem to notice Liz battling in her mind. He was scared out of his wits, too. The press thought they were a couple, what was so wrong with that? It's exactly what Will wanted, but did Elizabeth? He kept asking himself.

They sat down on the patio chairs, worn from use and years in the sun. Liz took out her iPhone and opened the app that would record their conversation so that she could put in into an article later.

"Ready?" Liz asked, a little uneasy.

Will nodded. "Ready."

Liz pressed the record button and the app flashed bright red. Liz took a deep breath. "So...Will Darcy..."