Thanks to all my betas who contributed in different ways: lovingyouisbest, JD Bell; Joy Booth and Fredrica.

Final tweaking is my own

PS in case anyone is confused: Jorge=Koque=Koko- name, family and friends' nicknames of Jorge Darcy, respectively. I researched this: please tell me if it is wrong.

Follow the Heartlines

Lizzy found her sister surfing the internet in quest of the perfect wedding ceremony. The current website showed a variety of weddings which took place in all manner of venues from antique airplane hangars to the top of a sky scraper. "You owe me one."

Jane looked up, then continued her nonchalant browsing, asking "Oh, and how do you figure that?"

Elizabeth was tempted to shut the stupid laptop on her fingers. "For keeping things from me, dear sister."

"Who, me"? Jane looked at her with those blue eyes.

Lizzy just rolled hers. "You forget who you're talking to. I know your innocent act. I can see you now, puppy dog eyes, trembling lower lip. Yeah, that's not gonna work this time. When did you know we'd met them before and why didn't you say anything?"

At least Jane had the grace to look guilty. "This is about Darcy, isn't it?"

Lizzy crossed her arms, "First of all, you aren't answering my question; secondly I am so not going to let you say you told me so."

"You're a party pooper. But never mind. I still have the satisfaction of knowing I was right, again." Jane smirked.

"Whatever." Lizzy snapped. "Spill. When did you know about our boyfriends being the older guys at that cotillion?"

Jane confessed, "When I was in Albuquerque moving things in Charles's house, I saw a picture of the Bingleys and Darcys together. I asked Charles about when it was taken. It was the night we were there. Ironically they had dinner where we had tapas but of course we didn't see them or wouldn't have known them if we had seen them- Darcy's mother wasn't there, apparently so Tia wouldn't have necessarily gone up to the rest of them who were at best acquaintances. Between the familiar backdrop and their clothes, something clicked and I asked Charles where it was. He described the night, complete with Caroline's dress getting ruined and told me about how some weird old psychic had said something and he realized he'd met me that night. Kind of freaky."

"Kind of?" Lizzy quirked her eyebrow, "And why would you keep such a thing to yourself?"

Jane shook her head, arms up in surrender, "I had no idea whether you were going to jump Darcy's bones or kill him at the time. I didn't think a picture would make a difference."

Lizzy shrugged. "Alright. I admit, that's an adequate reason. So, are you going to help me with Darcy or not?"

"Of course. As long as you two don't make a scene at my wedding. Because if you do, so help me, I will make more of a scene at yours."

A wicked smile spread over Lizzy's face, "It may be worth it for me to make a scene just to see how my demure sister would act. By the way, what kind of scene would we make? Would we be having public sex? A loud, ugly fight? I need to prepare to get it right."

Jane scowled, "Do you want my help or not?"

"Alright, alright. This is what I need…" So began yet another Bennet sister scheme, which, in time, was perfected by involvement of a Bingley, a Darcy and a couple of Gardiners.

"So, why do you insist upon suddenly having this 'brother time' on a Friday afternoon? And why, if you are so insistent, Koque, do you have nothing planned for us to do, not even a suggestion? When was the last time you even spent Friday home alone? You are up to something. I know it."

Most conveniently, Jorge's phone rang, saving him from having to tell more lies. He didn't know why he was so bad at this. He used to be so good at it when the lies were about being up to no good. Ah, well. This was going to have a good ending, so a bad lie was worth it. "Guess who's coming over? The Gardiners! Lena asked if she could bring me those Guatemalan shirts I asked her to get. I can't wait!"

Darcy shook his head, "So, I'm giving up my Friday night for brother time and you're throwing me over, now?"

"Of course not, I expect you to spend time with the Gardiners, too. After all they got you a shirt too." Jorge jumped up and down excitedly, "Please? I asked for brown to match your eyes."

Darcy snorted, "You are such a kiss ass sometimes."

"Oooh that's gross. Not to you."

Darcy rolled his eyes. "TMI little brother."

"Just remember that when you get all lovey with Elizabeth." Darcy noticed a certain gleam in his brother's eye.

"And what would you know of that?"

"Oooh, nothing." Jorge failed at acting nonchalant.

"You're lying." Darcy narrowed his eyes.

Jorge attempted diversion: "Did I tell you that Charles and Jane will be having dinner with us too?"

Darcy looked squarely at his brother, "Oh, so we're all having dinner, now? Why do I get a feeling that brother time was supposed to consist of something entirely different?"

The doorbell rang and Lena's impeccable timing saved Jorge's poorly conceived but well intentioned lie. "Look! They're here."

Jorge rushed to open the door and greeted his friends enthusiastically when Lena spoke up: "Those things you asked for, they're in the car."

"Oh, well, then, I'll go look at them…?" Jorge made vague motions with his hands.

"Yes! That's right." Lena nodded exaggeratedly. Darcy cocked his head at their stilted conversation. When he made to follow, Darcy was ordered by Lena. "NO! Stay here!" He frowned.

He could never defy that woman. So, Darcy stood there, on his doorstep, foot tapping impatiently as he heard more exclamations and then grew quite perturbed when he heard car doors shut and they drove away. "That little…..!" He was about to go call his brother when something caught his eye. It couldn't be. "Elizabeth?You're here?"

She went to where he stood and put her arms around him, "I'm ready."

He touched his forehead to hers, "For?"

"Anything with you. Well. Not anything. I mean, I want to stay in school and…. Oh we have lots of plans to discuss, but right now…." Where her words ceased, actions communicated everything. The couple was a tangle of limbs, and 2 tightly coiled bodies, breathing heavily and kissing ardently. She tore away.

He tried to grab her, keep her in his embrace, but she had evaded his grasp. "Come back here! We have a lot to catch up on." His tone was petulant.

"Get your bags." She ordered.

"But I…Oh, I see. That devious little…" Darcy's smile gave him away.

She grinned, finishing his sentence, "Dear brother? Well, you'll also have to thank the Gardiners who are here to watch the gallery this weekend while we have a night to ourselves and then we get busy packing tomorrow. Charles and Jane are here to help bring stuff back."

They ascended the stairs to his room as he gathered his things. "What do you mean?"

"I know you've been looking for houses in Dona Maria. We've come to help you pack up. I found the perfect place. I've got one condition." She wordlessly urged him to keep packing.

He stopped again, "What's that?"

She answered, "I'm driving you in my car, and Jane and Charles will drive yours."

"But that's my…" He shook his head and quit packing in silent challenge.

She backed away and made to turn around. "Do you want to come back with me?"

"Yes." He relented and finished gathering things for the night.

She kissed him thoroughly. "Good, then, its settled."

Yes, I am leaving it here for now. I know, a short post compared to most of mine.

I hope to get one more up tomorrow sometime.

What do you think Elizabeth has planned?