Bare with me guys! Remember it's fanfiction. Lol

Gigi had just gotten on the highway to go visit Lizzie, Darcy, and Benjamin at home. She had tried calling both Darcy and Lizzie to tell them she was coming over, but their phones each went straight to voicemail.

"Hmm… that's weird… but, they probably don't want anyone to bother them… I'll just call the house and have one of the Bennets tell them I'm on my way.", she thought to herself as she dialed the Darcy Estate's phone number. She looked down at her diamond-encrusted, gold Michael Kors watch that Darcy had given her for her last birthday. It read 11:20am.

"I'll definitely make it before lunch! I do NOT want to miss Mrs. B's cooking.", she thought hungrily just before Mr. Bennet answered the phone.

"Darcy residence, Mr. Bennet, father-in-law, speaking. How may I help you?", he answered with a gloomy tone.

"Hey, Mr. B, it's Gigi! I was just calling to let William and Lizzie know that I'm on my way to visit them and little Benny. Can you tell them for me, please? Their cell phones are off."

Mr. Bennet sighed and replied, "Georgiana, I'm afraid I have bad news. They never made it home from the hospital. We just received a call from Frank, their driver, that they had been kidnapped."

SCREEEEEEEECCCHHH! BEEP BEEP! "LEARN TO DRIVE JERK!", a neighboring car yelled at Gigi.

She had almost hit the other car when she heard Mr. Bennet's response. "What? They're kidnapped? How in the world did that happen?", Gigi asked quietly. She was in shock.

"Well, according to Frank, a couple of people ambushed them from the side of the road before they left the hospital. They flattened the tires a little and when Frank got out to check, he was assaulted and the kidnappers took the car with William, Lizzie, and little Benno inside…", Mr. Bennet responded, his voice choking on his new nickname for his grandson.

Gigi couldn't believe it. "Do the police know? Where's Frank? Did they ask for ransom?", Gigi inquired desperately.

"Yes, Frank called the police from the hospital when he came to. He had a concussion and was out for a little while. The police are on their way to the hospital to get an official statement and a couple of officers are on their way here to ask us some questions. They're gonna want to talk to you, too, I bet, so it's good that you're already on your way.", Mr. Bennet informed Gigi.

"Okay, that's fine. I'll be there as fast as I can. Dial the extension 329. That's the estate's security team. Inform them of what's going on, please Mr. B. I don't know if this was an isolated kidnapping or if they are planning on targeting our home, too. Obviously whoever took them did their research, so you can never be too cautious. I have to make some calls.", she instructed in an almost-robotic voice and hung up. A single tear fell down her cheek, which she wiped, and then dialed another number.

"Heyyy, Gigi!", she heard him say excitedly.

"Fitz… something terrible has happened…", she started to say, as she informed her brother's best friend that Darcy had been kidnapped.

Back at the Darcy's home, Franny Bennet was lying on a couch and was being attended to by the estate's nurse. She had fainted upon hearing the news that a part of her family was kidnapped. Mr. Bennet was sitting on another couch in the same room, with the house phone in his hand.

The Lees were in their guest bedroom. Jane had gone up to put Charlie to sleep after the horrific phone call. She was silently sobbing onto Bing's chest, wanting to get out as many tears as possible now so that she wouldn't cry in front of her mother or Lydia. Bing was whispering assurances that everything would be fine in order to soothe his wife and himself.

Lydia was also downstairs with her parents. She was on the phone with Charlotte and was going to text Mary right after.

Lizzie was sat in one of the plastic chairs, but instead of sitting at the table, she was in a corner of the room. She was breastfeeding the baby and had begged for some privacy. The female kidnapper was eyeing her and had her gun pointed at her. She threatened Lizzie every couple of minutes.

"Don't you dare do anything funny! I'll shoot you and then the kid will starve!", she would say.

Darcy was sitting at the table, his arms tied to together behind the chair with duck tape. Sitting across from him was the male kidnapper. He was playing with the gun and he was looking Darcy directly in the eyes.

"Something about this guy seems familiar…", Darcy thought to himself as he glared at the man before him.

"What do you want from us?!", Darcy demanded. The guy smirked but said nothing.

"Get back to the table!", yelled the female. Lizzie got up with Benjamin and sat in the empty seat next to Darcy. The lady tied Lizzie's legs to the chair legs with duck tape.

"Please let us go! What do you want from us?", Lizzie pleaded to the kidnappers.

"Money. Lots and lots of money!", the woman replied, laughing her head off. The male kidnapper rolled his eyes. He got up, went into another room, and came out with a laptop. He was typing something for a few minutes and then turned the laptop around to face Darcy and Lizzie.

Darcy stared at him blankly.

The kidnapper rolled his eyes again. The woman said, "Type in your bank information. All your personal details. Your social security number. Everything. Now!"

Now it was Darcy's turn to roll his eyes, "You must be kidding me."

"Okay, folks. I'm going to need as much detail as possible. We are getting the driver's statement right now. Why would anyone want to kidnap the Darcy family?", asked the officer.

"Money, of course! I wanted her to have a rich husband and now look! This is all my fault!", wailed Mrs. Bennet.

"Calm down, Franny dear. Go have a seat on the couch.", said Mr. Bennet to his wife, as he rubbed her shoulders. She was devastated.

"Did the Darcy's have any valuables on them? They may be able to bargain with the kidnappers. If they go out and try to pawn the pieces we can get a sense of the area they might be in.", asked the officer.

"They had their wedding rings; Lizzie's has a 7-karat diamond and they both have platinum bands.", answered Jane. She would know because she helped Darcy pick out their rings.

"They also have the gift I gave to my nephew. It's a gold, chain-link bracelet with a plate that says Darcy. I think I got it from the same jewelry store they got their rings. Let me Google the number so I can call and see if they can send pictures of the items. They always keep pictures of custom pieces in case they get stolen." The officer nodded and waited for Gigi get the pictures.

The jewelry company ended up faxing the pictures of the items, along with special features and details. Gigi ran down from Will's office, practically running into the police officer.

"LOOK! The special features of Benny's bracelet! It has a GPS inside the gold plate that has his name on it! It says here that the gold plate is hollow, allowing for a chip to fit inside! It's part of the company's theft prevention system. You guysssss! We can track them! Thank God I bought Benny that bracelet!", Gigi exclaimed to the family.

The officer said, "That can be useful only if the bracelet is still with the Darcy family. The chances of that are slimmer now that it's been a couple of hours since they disappeared. But it's the only lead we've got… Jimmy! Get in contact with the GPS company associated with the jewelry on these faxes, ASAP.", the officer commanded.

Everyone's spirits lifted immediately.

"You didn't know Benno's bracelet had a tracking device? Gigi that's an important thing to know!", said Mr. Bennet with relief.

"I know, I know! But I just saw it and bought it. I wasn't paying attention when the saleswoman was trying to pitch it to me. I just wanted it because it looked like a bracelet William had when we were younger.", Gigi replied defensively.

The officer returned with some news. "We were able to get in contact with the GPS Company. They have to activate the chip and then have to wait for the signals to bounce off some satellites in space, or something like that. I'm an old-school cop; I'm not the least bit tech-savvy, so I don't know how the thing works. All I know, is that within a few minutes we should have their location.", he explained.

Everyone cheered. Jane and Mrs. Bennet were crying and their husbands were trying to comfort them. Gigi and Lydia were hugging and getting ready to text Charlotte, Mary, and Fitz.

Darcy had been stalling as long as he possibly could. He could tell these guys were amateurs and he knew that they would be found somehow. Surely the police was searching high and low for them.

Lizzie, on the other hand, was freaking out. She had never been so scared in her life and she feared for the well-being of her newborn. She looked over at Darcy with pleading eyes. But Darcy couldn't do what the kidnappers were asking. They wanted him to put all his personal information and all his bank information. He didn't know all that stuff. That's what he had accountants and financial managers and advisors for. He paid people to handle all that for them so they wouldn't have to.

"I'm telling you that I do not have that information readily available. I do not know my bank information by heart. I pay people to manage my finances for me. What you are asking of me is simply impossible.", Darcy said matter-of-factly.

The male kidnapper sighed, got up, and walked around the table to Darcy's side. He shook his head and went "tsk, tsk, tsk."

He then proceeded to hit Darcy in the gut with his gun. Lizzie screamed. The baby started crying. "Shut the brat up or I shoot him!", cried the woman exasperatedly.

She didn't seem very mentally stable. The guy was the calm one. But he hasn't uttered a word.

"You said this was going to be easy! You said we were going to get the money transferred to an untraceable account in the Virgin Islands! You said we were going to get married, George!", screamed the woman. She was stomping the ground and throwing a tantrum as if she were a toddler.

"Damn it, Kathy! You're an idiot! I told you to never say my name!", he said angrily. He went over and slapped Kathy forcefully in the face, leaving his finger prints on her face and a thin line of blood coming from the side of her mouth. "Now, I'm going to have to kill them! There's no way I'm getting cooped up in jail again.", he exclaimed frustratedly.

"George… Wickham?!", Darcy asked with pure shock painting his and Lizzie's faces.

Wickham removed the ski mask, to reveal his face. He was wearing brown contacts, which is why they didn't recognize his eyes. He had also dyed his hair black and had a goatee.

"Since when do you not handle your own money, Darcy? I've known you all your life and you've always done everything yourself. I'm not buying that 'financial management' mess, Willy, old boy. Give me the information and I'll let you and your precious little wifey and kid live! You can make up the billions of dollars in a decade or so, right? I'm leaving you with all your companies and investments. I'm not really asking for much, if you ask me…".

Darcy chuckled and said, "George, I don't know how you've spent the last four years of your life, but mine has changed greatly. You do not know me as well as you think you do. I am a family man; my priorities have shifted. I've relieved myself of the stresses of handling too much. Now, I have been focusing on my family. Something you could have been a part of had you not ruined our sisters' lives."

George laughed hysterically, and then replied, "I spent 4 years in that stupid penitentiary because of your stupid sister! Do you know what they do to good looking guys like me in there? So I escaped. I found this idiot woman in jail. She was a correctional officer there. I buttered her up, fed her the same lines I fed your sisters, and a few secret conjugal visits later, she helped me bust out. I always end up getting what I want, Darcy. One way or another. Now cough up the info or I blast kid!".

He pointed the gun at the baby. Lizzie squealed out of fright. Darcy hung his head. "George I'm telling you I don't know that information. And there's no way for me to contact anyone who does, because you threw our phones out of the window while we were on the highway. Please, just let us go. We can handle this like before. No consequences. Just one condition: you stay out of our lives for good."

Wickham said, "Nope. It doesn't work that way. I highly doubt you'd let me get away with this so I'm gonna start shooting. Simple."

Kathy spoke out, "Wait, George. Babe, you said nobody would get hurt!".

George cracked his neck and turned to face her. "Shut up before I blast you, too!", he yelled at her. She whimpered and stayed quiet. Wickham pointed the gun at Benjamin, who was sleeping in Lizzie's arms.

BOOM! The front door was broken down by a SWAT team and guns were surrounding George and Kathy in a matter of seconds. George sighed and put his hands up.

"So close.", he said smirking.

Lizzie began crying tears of joy and Darcy let out a sigh of relief. The police were un-taping them from their chairs when their families broke through the door. Everyone was present, except Jane, who was outside with Charles.

As he was getting dragged away by the cops, George saw Gigi and Lydia and yelled out, "Hey, Peach! Looking good!". They both turned to look and both felt disgusting. They gave each other a knowing look that expressed 'How could we ever have been in love with that piece of scum?'.

It was nighttime when the Darcy family finally arrived home, escorted by the police. They had to go to the station to give reports and statements and all that. The Bennets and Lees stayed with them the whole time.

"Welcome Home, Benny!", Lizzie whispered to her baby as she hugged him tight.

Darcy hugged his wife and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Yes, finally, we are home. We can finally begin our new life as parents, my love.", Darcy said to Lizzie.

Mrs. Bennet's loud voice could be heard down the hall. "Where is my grandbaby?! Benji! Grandmama wants a hug now.", she yelled, searching for Benjamin.

"I spoke too soon. I believe we'll have to wait until your mother leaves to start our new life.", he commented. Lizzie gave him a disapproving look, "Play nice, babe. I can only imagine mom's nerves while we were missing. She's just showing her love and relief.", she explained.

"I know, I know.", Darcy muttered as Mrs. Bennet found them.

You guysss. I know this chapter was a bit *cough cough* of a stretch, so thank you for reading. I kind of wrote myself into a implausible corner and had to get myself out. Next chapter will be drama free.

More fluffy/family moments as we see how Dizzie and the rest of the family adjust to their new baby and what Mrs. Bennet did to Benjamin's nursery.