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Italiacs is a Flash back

Into the fire:

Darcy pushed open the doors of the Oakridge estate.

He had ridden up on his own, so as not to be seen by anyone. He had told Elizabeth he only wanted a ride through the woods of Pemberley, he was not ready to tell her of the terrible deeds that Wickham mocked him with.

Darcy knew Elizabeth would only grow angrier that he had kept such a secret from her for so long, and he would tell her, as soon as this Wickham business was over.

Darcy walked up the steps, no one had come out to greet him, indicating the mansion had no occupants. Darcy pushed open the big doors, and stepped inside. It was a mess indeed, the estate had not had occupants for over fifteen years.

Everything was covered in dust, and all was dark, giving it a very eerie feel to be inside of. Darcy looked around, he had remembered him, his father, and Wickham coming here as children. They were still so young then, only around the age of ten.

...

"Come on Darcy, just do it!" Wickham had egged Darcy on as Wickham stood at the bottom of the stairs.

From the top, Darcy shook his head. "Wickham, I don't think I should!" Darcy called.

Wickham placed his finger across his lips. "Keep your voice down! Just do it! It's great fun! Don't be such a baby, Darcy!" a young Wickham threw his head back in a laugh.

Darcy took a breath, and climbed onto the slick banister, then allowed himself to slide down. Darcy flew off at the end, toppling into Wickham, knocking them both down.

They had hit a table that held some bust of a woman's face, causing the table to fall over, and the bust to smash to pieces.

Wickham and Darcy blinked at it, then looked at each other for only a brief moment.

"Run." They told each other in unison then got up and ran away from the crime scene as fast as they could, attempting to pretend as though they had not been anywhere near the incident when it happened.

It was one of Many fond memories Darcy had of his old friend. One that made him all the more angry that he had not seen through Wickham's deceit sooner.

...

Now here Darcy stood once again. He had not come back since the owners of the home died, leaving it to no one in their will, as the two were so ancient that any family members they knew of had long since passed away.

Darcy walked into the library, just as Wickham had instructed, and found the first bookcase on the right hand side of the room. He knelt to the bottom shelf, and began to move the books away from it. This was the last time he'd ever let Wickham fool him into something. After he destroyed the evidence, Wickham would be cleared, and Darcy would disown the wicked man. Never to hear from him again.

Darcy nearly smiled at the thought, never having to deal with Wickham again was what he'd wanted for a very long time. But it was only Elizabeth's fondness of Lydia that had kept Wickham apart of his life at all, even if it was only a small part.

Though now that Lydia has caused Elizabeth so much grief, Darcy was sure Elizabeth would want to disown the intolerable couple as much as he did.

Darcy removed the books from the lowest shelf, and just as Wickham had said, he spotted the loose stone, it was much bigger then Darcy had imagined.

Still, Darcy pulled the stone out, and then the bag from behind it. He carried the bag over to the fireplace, and worked for a moment on setting up a fire before he opened the bag.

Inside, was much more then Darcy had expected. Darcy knew what Wickham had done, but he had not know the true extent of it all. There had to be hundreds of forged documents! How could Wickham have gotten away with it for so long?!

Darcy pulled out a stack of the papers, and hesitated before throwing them into the fire. If Wickham was released, he'd want revenge. He'd want revenge for Darcy and Elizabeth adopting Little George, but not only that, but christened Little George, and even changed the baby's name to "Edmund George Darcy". Keeping the George only to avoid further confusion to the child.

But if Darcy did not do this, his entire family would become a scandal. Their reputation, would be tarnished, and any future at Pemberley could very well disappear.

"God forgive me" Darcy said then began throwing the documents into the fire.