I really liked writing this one, again, thanks for the reviews and such


It was Gigi who convinced him, convinced him to ask Lizzie to the Theatre. He was going to ask Lizzie out. On a date. Or so he hoped. He knocked and entered the office room she was using, good she was there, but she was filming. He sat down anyway, she said it was a good day and stupidly, Darcy essentially repeated it back to her. He it comes. Ask her out, ask her out, ask her out.

'mysisterandihaveaboxatthethe atreandiwaswonderingyouwould liketo attened' He was tightly wound, he dared not breathe. Thankfully, Lizzie's phone made a noise. She didn't need to do anything so she replied.

'I would love to attend the theatre with you and Gigi' She emphasized Gigi. Oh God! Maybe she wouldn't want to go if it was just him. He stuck his head out and clarified the situation for her.

Before she could reply with this new turn of events, Charlotte called and it seemed to Darcy that something was wrong.

'What happened to Lydia? … a- a – a video?... George Wickaham?' Darcy internally cringed at the name. 'No I'm coming home, I'm coming home right now. ' She hung up the phone and tapped on it some more before a sickened look crossed her face and she froze, he could physically see the blood draining from her face as she held her phone with shaking hands.

'Lizzie are you alright?' He knew it wasn't from the look on her face, oh God that look made him want to crush her to his chest until everything was okay.

'No, No I have to go' She stood to leave. 'Back to the apartment, I have to pack, where's my bag?'

Darcy had never seen anybody in such a state of shock before.

'Lizzie let me help you stop' he rubbed a hand on her back, trying to comfort her. He told her he would make arrangements for her to get home, he only wanted to know what was wrong.

THAT BASTARD! THAT ROTTEN, LOW-DOWN FEACES EATING TWO-FACED SON OF SATAN! He would pay for what he did to Lizzie's family. Had he had her phone in his hands he probably would have snapped it, instead, he balled his hands into fists and tried to convince her it wasn't her fault. Even when she left he wasn't sure if she was convinced.