I'm a horrible person. I took a little hiatus (ok, what intended to be a little hiatus) 3 years ago, and promised myself, and everyone else, that I would be back soon. And then I got lazy. And I didn't update the story. I actually started the first half of this chapter 3 years ago and never finished it. Then last night I was feeling nostalgic, and I started reading the story on the site and saw what a cliffhanger I left it at and I felt bad. Then I went into the review section and realized that sometime in the 6 months after my last posting, my account had been frozen (for lack of a better word) and I had no idea that there were all these reviews left in the past 3 years from people begging me to finish the story. Then I felt even worse. So I turned on my laptop and began to write. And things flowed and came naturally. Of course, none of this is an excuse for what I did.

I'm sorry guys. I never meant for this to happen. I totally understand if you all want to turn your backs on the story and never read it again. I understand if you guys all want to be mad at me and use the review button to yell at me (running and hiding under the bed now!). I don't like leaving things unfinished, so I'm going to try my hardest to finish this story. And rest assured, if I ever write another fanfic, I will write the entire story out before I start posting so I never leave you guys hanging again.

So without further ado, here is the (very very very VERY) long awaited next chapter.

Chapter 31

And I kissed him.

Will stood still for the first few moments of the kiss, as if he was in shock. Then he started getting into it. Like really getting into it. His arms snaked around me, one fisting in my curls, the other looping around my waist and resting possessively at the small of my back. He pulled me closer to him, while moving backward to push me up against a window at the same time. And then he began to return the kiss.

Wow, that man is a good kisser.

After a few minutes of playing tonsil hockey (so to speak), Darcy pulled away. Actually it seemed like he had to force himself to pull away.


I moved back toward him, feeling a tad bit reckless as a result of the kiss (it was kind of like a drunk feeling).

"No waiting. Kissing." And reached up on my tiptoes to kiss him again.

He stepped away and held an arm out to keep me from coming to him again.

"Liz" he said, his voice strained.

"I don't understand." I replied, confused. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Yes. I mean no. I mean – god!" He exclaimed, raking his fingers through that gorgeous head of hair.

He turned back toward me.

"You've been through so much lately. Diana saying those things and attacking you –"

"I wouldn't exactly call it attacking me, she slapped me across the face." I interrupted.

"Exactly, attacking you. Your injuries, Logan being kidnapped. It's a lot for anybody in a short amount of time. It's understandable that you would want to live for the moment after all of those things."

I closed the distance between the two of us and placed my (good) hand on his cheek.

"Will. What happened with Logan reminded me that life is precious and life is short. It didn't teach me to 'live for the moment.' It reminded me that life is a gift and we need to live each moment to the fullest. Ryan called me when I was on my way back from Long Island."

I could feel him tensing when he heard Ryan's name.

"And he asked me out for a formal date."

Now I could feel him clenching his teeth beneath my hand on his cheek, so I rubbed my hand along his cheek.

"And I realized, here's this wonderful guy who thinks I'm special enough to want to spend time with me –"

"That's because you are special Liz. You're wonderful and beautiful and amazing and any guy would kill to spend time with you."

I blushed at his words.

"As I was saying, and I realized, here's this guy asking me out and I should be jumping at the opportunity, because he's great."

And the clenching began again.

"But I couldn't. So I thought about that and why I couldn't and I know now why. It's because my heart is somewhere else. My heart is with someone who is wonderful and kind and is compassionate. My heart is with the person who is these things even though he thinks people aren't looking. Who is these things ESPECIALLY when he thinks people aren't looking. It also doesn't hurt that he's good looking to boot." Will laughed at that. "My heart is with you Will. I know it's odd to be saying that when we aren't actually 'together' but I know who you are and I know how I feel. Life is short Will and life should be lived to its fullest at every moment. I know I said that we might implode in six months and I didn't want to wreck my professional reputation if it did, but after everything that happened, I realize that by doing that, I might be safeguarding my professional future, but I'm also closing myself off from the possibility of love, especially since I now know that I couldn't try with anyone else so long as there was the hovering 'What if?' between you and I. So I choose you Will. I choose us. If we implode in six months, we implode. I'll deal with it at that point. But we can be amazing together. I know we can be amazing together if we try. That is, if you'll still have me."

Will placed both his hands on my cheeks and cupped my face.

"Are you kidding me?!"

And he lowered his face to mine and kissed me.