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Chapter 10

Will stumbled down the hallway right after school ended on the first Friday in December, a towering stack of books swaying precariously in his arms. A single fortune cookie wrapped in plastic sat atop the topmost book, looking extremely out of place. “Lizzy,” Will gasped, seeing his girlfriend heading towards him in the hallway. Her stomach was just barely bulging now, and she looked weary and tired, but she smiled up at him nonetheless.

“Hey, Fitzwilliam,” she said, curiously eyeing his large stacks of books. “Got a lot of baggage there?”

He chuckled and nodded. “Can you take the fortune cookie and open it for me please?” he asked. “I wanna eat it.”

“Sure,” she said, stifling her laughter. She deftly plucked the fortune cookie from the top of the stack and unwrapped the plastic. She broke open the cookie to remove the fortune before giving him the cookie. He opened his mouth expectantly and she placed the cookie in it. As he chewed, he watched her carefully as she read the fortune.

Go to the place where we had our first kiss.

“Fitz, what is this?” she asked, looking up at him curiously.

He shrugged and raised his eyebrows at her, walking off with his humongous stack of books.

Elizabeth sighed wearily and made her way over to the hill that overlooked the softball field. She wondered what Will was up to.

CLMCLMCLM

Charley met her in the exactly spot where Elizabeth and Will had shared their first kiss. It seemed like a lifetime ago, though it was only two years before that Elizabeth confronted Will about his overly generous donation toward her father’s cancer treatment. “Charley?” she said. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m supposed to give you this,” he said, handing her another fortune.

Go to the place where we had our first date. Trust me, Elizabeth. 

Folding the fortune carefully and pushing it into her pocket, she looked up, and realized, for the first time, that Charley was holding a video camera. “Charley?” she said, sounding wary. “Why are you holding a video camera?”

“Oh, this old thing?” he said, gesturing at the video camera. “Will wanted me to tape you finishing the scavenger hunt. And he wanted to make sure you didn’t cheat.”

“Now would I do something like that?” she asked, raising a single eyebrow at him as the two of them headed toward her car in the school parking lot.

“Well-“ he said, but she cut him off.

“Shut up, Charley,” she said. “Don’t answer that.”

CLMCLMCLM

After about twenty minutes after leaving the school, Charley and Elizabeth arrived at the indoor amusement park where Will had taken her on their first date. “It’s closed,” she said as they stepped out of the car.

“Are you sure this is where your first date was?” Charley said, turning the video camera toward her.

“Of course I’m sure,” she snapped. “I remember our first date like it was yesterday.”

“Wait, what’s that on the ground?” he asked, pointing the camera towards the ground and zooming in on a small slip of paper.

Sighing loudly, she bent down to pick it up.

Go to my house. Having fun, Elizabeth? ;)

Chuckling, she said, “Off to Will’s house.” As they climbed in the car, Elizabeth buckled herself in and turned the key in the ignition saying, “What’s he up to, Charley?”

“Can’t tell you,” he said apologetically, the camera trained on her face once more as she pulled out onto the road. “I’ve been sworn to secrecy. Sorry, Liz.”

She smiled and glanced sideways at him. “You miss Jane, don’t you?”

His wide smile slowly faded as he replied softly, “This day is about you, not me, Liz-bee. Don’t worry about me.”

CLMCLMCLM

After about three more fortunes, Elizabeth was beginning to think that Will was sending her on a wild goose chase. “Honestly, what the hell?” she muttered as she pulled into a parking spot at the plaza where they had seen their first movie together. “Does he just want to test my memory or what?”

“Chill out, Liz,” Charley said, putting a friendly hand on her shoulder. “He’s got something up his sleeve; all of your effort is not in vain. Besides, I think we’re coming up on the last fortune.”

Elizabeth scowled but nodded as she climbed out of the car.

Go to the Chinese restaurant right next to the theater where we saw our first movie together and sit down at the table in the far right corner of the outside patio. I love you.

She stalked over towards the restaurant and plopped herself down in a seat at the specified table. Charley followed, video camera dutifully trained on her. She drummed her fingers on the table, saying again, “What’s he up to, Charley?”

“I’ve told you a thousand times, Elizabeth,” the redhead laughed, zooming in on her irritated face. “I can’t tell you.”

She grimaced and a waiter appeared at the table, placing a fortune cookie in front of her. “Might I suggest openingthis now?” he said, pointing to the cookie closest to Elizabeth.

“You can, thanks,” she said, and he walked off. Picking up said cookie, she began to unwrap it.

She slowly unwrapped the plastic that was protecting the cookie, her slim fingers making delicate work of it.

“Why are you taking so long?” he complained, zooming in on her fingers nonetheless.

“I’m trying to guess what it is, okay?” she snapped, whipping her head up to glare at him briefly before returning her concentration to the cookie. “I want to know what he’s doing.”

“Have you ever thought,” Charley said, pulling his eye away from the view finder of the camcorder to stare at her dryly, “that maybe if you just open the damn cookie you’ll find out?”

“Shut up, Charley,” she said, practically ignoring him. She cracked open the cookie, and her mouth dropped slightly when a glimmer of a jewel shot through the air as something fell onto her lap.

“Well?” he said expectantly. “What is it?”

Look to the right.

Hesitantly, she followed its instructions.

Standing directly in her line of view was none other than Fitzwilliam Darcy, smiling broadly, holding out a singe hand toward her, palm up.

In his hand, he held a single fortune cookie.