A/N: Well, we all knew it would come to this.
Disclaimer: Pride and Prejudice is not mine, obviously. Songs mentioned in this chapter are as follows:
Hold me Tight – Missy Higgins
Young Folks – Peter, Bjorn and John
Speechless – The Veronicas (yeah, I know, kind of bleugh, but they amuse me… and it's a good song)
The Sound of White – Missy Higgins
One year later
Ella weaved her way past busy people walking down the streets of London in business suits with ties and miserable expressions, heading towards her favourite café.
The weather was still warm, and she wore a casual pale pink baby doll dress with blue jeans from Anne Bourg's new line of clothing, she had finally been able to go after her dreams when her relationship with her adopted mother fell through and she gained independence.
She took a seat in her booth, smiling at the familiar face of the manager as she pushed aside the small 'reserved' sign and sat down, ordering a cup of tea as she waited.
She didn't have to wait for long. The reporter arrived, a slightly familiar face that rung a few bells in Ella's head.
"Hello there, I'm Ginny, I interviewed you early last year," she smiled, taking a seat.
"Oh! Yes, hello again," Ella greeted, smiling, and shaking her hand.
"Nice place here, very sweet," Ginny commented, sitting down opposite Ella. She ordered a cup of coffee and pulled out a few things, a tape recorder, a few notepads, and some pens as they waited for the drinks.
They were delivered, and after sampled and tasted, the interview began.
"So. The new album," Ginny began, as Ella nodded.
"Well, it's called 'In a time of Madness', and it's our first with Mayumi Eden, who has just celebrated her marriage to the lead guitarist of The In Section," she began. "It's got some happier things in it, it was co-written by Mayumi and I," she explained.
"And Kipling's re-invention, do you think that you're selling out?" Ginny questioned, scribbling things down as Ella spoke. She only laughed.
"Selling out? We're doing anything but," she replied. "We're becoming more creative. We're singing about happier things. It's not selling out, because we aren't getting paid to do it this way, we get paid if people like it, and they do, according to the record company," she explained.
"I loved some of the tracks on there; my favorites were 'Hold me Tight', 'Young Folks' and 'Speechless'. Was it timed with the release of your husband's new album; 'Goodnight', or was this just a coincidence?" she asked.
"Not really, it just happened," Ella replied, shrugging, and sipping her tea.
"And the name of his album, it's been suggested that he might be retiring," she probed.
"I don't know, you'd have to ask him," Ella answered cheekily.
"How did you handle your cellist leaving Kipling to get married, when she ended up divorcing six months later when she found out she was pregnant?" Ginny questioned curiously, still scribbling down her responses.
"We respected what Carmen did, she's happy, and she has a beautiful little boy to be proud of now," Ella smiled.
"So. This time last year you and Darcy took the world by storm, kissing at the Music for a Cure festival in London," Ginny began, with a grin.
"Yes… we certainly announced our relationship with a bang," she laughed in response.
"And you were married not long after that, what's it like living in a household of two creative minds? Are you two always clashing on everything? Comparing album sales to get one up on the other?" she asked curiously.
"Not really. We care about the music, not how popular it is," she replied simply, sipping her tea.
"Can I just say that you look fantastic," Ginny complemented, as Ella blushed softly, and placed a conscientious hand on her slightly enlarged stomach.
"Thanks," she replied, with a small smile.
"I'm serious, I've had three kids – when I was five months I looked like a complete wreck, you just look like you've got a water balloon under your shirt," she continued. "Do you have any idea if it's a boy or a girl yet?" she asked, but Ella only smiled softly.
"You've had children. Surely you know that you can't find out until the sixth month," she replied slyly.
"Mother's intuition. It's always dead on," Ginny countered, before laughing. "Okay, you won't tell, that's fine," she replied, giving in. "Any name idea's yet?" she asked, scribbling a few things down as she went.
"Well, Apple and Banjo is taken, so we're running out of options," Ella laughed. "Not yet, but we'll think of something," she added, softly rubbing her stomach.
"You're not even twenty-four yet, and your husband is already thirty-two. Do you find the age gap a problem?" she asked.
"Not really, we're still both very immature," she joked.
"Do you think you're a bit young for a baby? That this might be a bit soon?" she questioned, looking at Ella intently.
"Well, we'd been married about seven, maybe eight months, and sure, some people put it off, but we decided that we both really wanted this, and… here it is!" she said, patting her stomach softly.
"After your marriage to Darcy there was a lot of publicized dispute coming from Darcy's Aunt, Catherine Bourg, owner of Rosings Mobiles," began Ginny. "Did that make you feel bad about marrying him?" she asked.
"I don't regret a minute of it," Ella replied instantly. "She wasn't happy with it, but I didn't care, and neither did Darcy. We're happy, and that's all that matters," she informed her.
"You lost your father just before the recording of your new album. That was the influence for 'Sound of White', wasn't it?" she asked curiously.
"In a way, I suppose. I started writing the song a year ago, after Darcy and I had recorded 'Aureus', it was a response to an event that happened between the end of the recording and the concert in London, but I finished it after the death of my father," she explained, her voice growing smaller with a painful memory.
"I'm very sorry for your loss, did it effect your family greatly?" she asked carefully. Ella sighed, and shrugged.
"A death always does. But we knew it was going to happen, he was strong up until the end, and I have many happy years to remember him with," she replied.
"Where do you think your music is going to be headed over the next few years?" Ginny asked curiously, but Ella only shrugged, and let a grin slide onto her face.
"I'm not sure. We like surprises, everyone in the band," she explained. "We just have to wait and see," she added, with a twinkle in her sparkling blue eyes.
"Well, I suppose that's all I need, and our time is unfortunately up," Ginny said, turning off her tape recorder. "It was a pleasure to see you again Canterbury," she said, shaking her hand, taking her things, and leaving. Ella drained the last of her tea and followed suit, walking across the road to the gleaming black building, silver letters reading DARCY INTERNATIONAL up the side.
She headed upstairs by the elevator to the top floor, the doors opening with a soft chime.
"Hey Chris, is my husband alive in there?" Ella asked, heading over to the front desk of the floor, outside the large doors leading to the office of the CEO.
"Depends what you classify as alive," Chris replied with a grin, glancing up at the familiar face. "Jeez, he did a good job then," he said, glancing at her stomach. Ella rolled her eyes with a laugh, and Chris raised his arms in surrender, in case she pulled a very quick response. "Just kidding hun, you don't even look like you're knocked up," Chris replied. "Go on in, surprise him for me," he said finally.
"Thanks Chris," she replied, before heading over to the doors, and pushing one open.
He was seated behind his desk as usual, going through papers and crosschecking numbers with a spreadsheet on his laptop in his shirtsleeves.
"Fuck off Chris, I have enough work," he said, not looking up.
"Hmm, is 'Chris' some sort of pet name?" Ella teased, heading over to his desk. He looked up immediately, his reading glasses perched on the end of his nose.
"Sorry darling, I thought it was my sniveling sidekick," he replied, dropping his sheets immediately and standing. In a manner of seconds his arms were wrapped around his wife, the soft bulge of her stomach between them.
"Hmm… do I get a cape?" Ella joked, pressing a kiss to his lips as one of his hands moved up to rest on her stomach.
"Just as long as you're not wearing your underwear on the outside," Wilhelm replied, giving her another kiss. "How did the interview go?" he asked, stepping back and leaning against his desk.
"The usual stuff," Ella shrugged. "And your day?" she asked curiously.
"Err… dull," he admitted. "Want to play hooky with me?" he asked playfully, as Ella's eyes twinkled.
"Just as long as it doesn't involve you getting distracted by 'something that we should get for the baby'," she said sternly, before he frowned, and wrapped his arms a little tighter around her.
"You aren't still grumpy with me, are you?" he questioned softly, tilting his head as he surveyed the familiar appearance of his wife. "A baby is a good thing. You should be happy," he said, brushing a strand of her chocolate coloured locks back.
"I know, and I shouldn't hate you for impregnating me, because it was my fault too," she sighed.
"As I recall, if was a bit of a combined effort," he added teasingly. "Come on, smile for me angel," he requested, leaning his forehead against hers and kissing her nose softly, a slight grin threatening the pout upon her lips.
"I'm happy, I really am," she told him firmly.
"Well I'm ecstatic about Darcy Junior – and glad that you're happy," he replied.
"You mentioned playing hooky?" she questioned, her grin growing ever so slowly.
"Mmm," he mumbled in way of response, gently kissing a place just under her earlobe.
"What did you have in mind?" she asked, arching a cheeky grin.
"Well…" he responded, slightly tugging at his lip with his teeth, and pulling her even closer to his body, one hand cupping the side of her baby bump, the other sliding into the back pocket of her jeans. "I had this idea…" he whispered huskily in her ear.
"Care to tell me?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow in the manner that she knew he found completely irresistible.
"We really need –" he began, slowly kissing her neck with obvious intent.
"We really need what?" she questioned, burying one small hand in his dark mass of hair.
"To buy another bassinet for the London house."
She immediately stepped back from him, and placed her hands on her hips, glaring up at her husband of almost a year in irritation.
"You're such a loser," she informed him pointedly, but he only grinned.
"I've got you, darling," he replied, pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek.
"And does that make you any less of a loser?" she countered, crossing her arms to separate him from getting any closer to her.
"Well, I obviously didn't lose if I have you," he informed her with a small grin. It caught on, and soon Ella was smiling too.
"Well, at least you're my loser," she sighed happily, rising to the tips of her toes, and kissing his mouth softly.
"I'm serious though, we need to get a bassinet," he reminded her, breaking their kiss for a moment. "And a pram. I had a look online, I think we should get one of those –" he continued, before Ella pressed her lips against his again, silencing all conversation. "Or we could do this…" he murmured, smiling into her mouth.
"I vote for the latter," she grinned, pushing him against his desk.
From outside Darcy's office, Chris gave a small smirk. Over the past year he had gotten used to the sounds of arguing, laughing and physical recreation coming from behind the closed doors. He placed the file back on his desk, and decided to give it to his boss later. It could wait.
A/N: That was the last chapter! We all knew it had to end, and ended it has. I may write a sequel, but I doubt it. So if anyone wants to write any one-shots or sequels or even prequels for it just PM me, and we'll work something out :D
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