Mystic-Viper

 The cops had us cornered alright. Though Julie's comment was a bit unnecessary, he couldn't have been much more right. What would are parents think when they saw this? Probably nothing good. Julie also managed to make some stupid comment to the news reporter as we were getting in to the cop car. "Blame the government." As right as that statement was, I didn't think it was ever good to get on the wrong side of the government. They made paper's that said you were alive, they could make papers that said you were dead, too. And so the cop car ferried us to our next stop, the beautiful little police station of the podunk little town I had drove

Elizabeth had been sitting tensely in her stool, her thoughts distracted and unclear. She jumped as the doorbell hit her ears as her senses were not prepared to handle the ringing noise. She wondered if perhaps it might have been Colonel Fitzwilliam, who had come once before in the evening and she considered that perhaps he had come once more. Yet she was strongly mistaken and her emotions changed to alarm and shock as Mr. Darcy came bustling through the room. He seemed to make haste in questioning about her well being, though she did indeed have a strong feeling of hate towards him, she responded dryly, yet polity. He seemed to pace around

Dear voice, Guess you're not as fail as I thought. From,         Me.