Saturday was a good day. He spent the day with Gigi and Lizzie at the local zoo. Doing stereotypical things like eating ice cream and fairy floss (A/N See: Cotton Candy, Candy Floss) and corndogs, while simultaneously watching infinitely more brave men and women feed lions and tigers and even a bear (Oh My). Gigi, took a video camera along and she was documenting everything seeing as how she was moving to Sanditon in a few weeks. She wanted to have something to remember everybody by. Still they could only wander aimlessly around a zoo for so long, and after lunch they headed back to the hotel to watch a movie or something.

They couldn't decide which one though. Gigi thought that they should watch Emma (The timeless classic) but Lizzie though that a more well rounded movie like The Hobbit would be better. They both looked for Darcy for encouragement, so he suggested that they do something else instead. What was there to do in a hotel room on a Saturday afternoon? They ended up talking. For at least 4 hours. Talking about Gigi's upcoming move to Sanditon, and Lizzie's to San Francisco, talking about the rain and the smell of it, about favourite and most hated smells (Gigi's favourite was Petrichor, her most hated was chlorine, Darcy's favourite was the smell of Lizzie's hair after it was washed, his most hated was a combination of sugar, raspberries, strawberries and aerosol, incidentally this was the same cologne that Wickham wore, and lizzie's favourite was the smell of her mothers lavender perfume, her most hated was beetroot) they talked about TV shows and movies before Lizzie decided it was time for her to go and study for her exams. So Darcy dropped her home, giving her a long kiss in the car.

That night, it was just Darcy and Gigi again. They were comfortable like that, having lived together for along time. So they sat; Gigi in her flannelette Pajamas and Darcy wearing a loose Jacket and track pants; eating a dinner of left overs from the night before. Not talking, but still drinking in each other's company. It was the way they liked it. It was the way it always was.

'You like her, don't you?' Darcy asked suddenly over coffee.

'That's a joke right? Because of course I like her. I think she's good for you'

'Good, because you know she is one of the most important women in my life and so are you and I don't know what I'd do if you guys didn't get long'

'William, the woman is amazing I don't know how you could ever think that we couldn't get along!'

'I was just making sure'

They finished their coffee's in silence. At was 7 o'clock when the decided a movie night was in order, Darcy got the bedding out and Gigi chose the movie and got the popcorn. They sat huddled up in blankets watching a movie about 2 dogs and a cat who went missing and had to get back to their owners. It was a very good movie. Gigi cried.

'She's the one isn't she' Gigi asked in the middle of the night silence when they were still awake.

'Go to sleep Gigi'

Darcy rolled over and tried to find a comfortable position.

'No but like, I saw the way you were looking at her. You've never looked at anybody like that before. I've never seen anybody look at someone like that before'

'I don't know Gigi, go to sleep'

'You will. You'll wake up one morning and you'll realize that everything in your life was building to that moment when that damned Garter smacked you in the chest. You are who you are for that relationship. There's a reason you have that scar on your elbow, it's because it matches up with hers on her arm. There's a reason you always liked long haired women. Lizzie is that reason for you. You'll realize that you cannot live without her and if you don't tell her you're going to burst.' Gigi was silent.

'Gigi' Darcy asked softly

'I don't have a scar on my elbow. You do from when I failed at teaching you to ride a bike. Don't you remember, George got a bit of one as-' He shut up as he didn't know what to say.

'Go to sleep, Gigi'

'I love you Will'

'I love you too Gigi'

That was all that was said that night.

The next time they spoke was when Gigi woke Darcy up in the middle of the night. It took her a long time, Darcy was stuck inside his dream.

He rolled over and saw Lizzie lying next to him laughing.

-Rolled over and saw Lizzie confused.

-Over and saw Lizzie yanking the necklace off

-and saw Lizzie smiling

-saw Lizzie laughing at him

-Lizzie Confused

Lizzie Laughing

Crying

Confused.

A million different outcomes all rolled into one. And none that he liked.

'Darcy?' She spat his name like a foul taste

'Darcy'

'William?' that was a little out of character.

'William wake up!' Suddenly realizing that it was a dream, Darcy pulled himself from the dream. His forehead had a sheen of sweat on it. And he felt like he hadn't had water in forever.

'William, It was just a nightmare.'

'So much for sleeping!'


I know that it's shorter than some of my more recent ones but he can't spend every day with Lizzie so I'm trying to show that he has a life outside of her, even if she comes up in conversation. I still want to know your thoughts on the whole Sex thing. Let me know! and review. I live off reviews