Reunited

Reunited

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but I adore Jane Austen and P&P.

Note: This is my first Jane Austen fic, who is my heroine. Actually, I can't decide between Elizabeth or Jane. What do you think?

Summary: Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam were engaged and in love, but then Fitzwilliam left without a word.

Two years later, they meet again, at Kitty's wedding to a Mr. Samuel Turner, and Fitzwilliam finds out that Elizabeth is engaged!

Chapter 1

Reunited

Elizabeth Bennet, tired of the noise and greetings at her sister's wedding, decided to take a walk in the garden, assuring her fiancé Gilbert that she won't be gone for long.

At she watched the sunset on the mountains and the sky begins to darken, her thoughts, as always, turned to…. Fitzwilliam Darcy.

"Don't think about him! He broke your heart! He abandoned you. You have a wonderful fiancé, whom you love very much."

But inside, Elizabeth knew that there was only one person that she would love only one person…. A certain Mr. Darcy.

Looking up, she suddenly saw his image in front of her. Thinking it was one of her fantasies, she smiled ruefully. Then she heard his voice, the voice of her dreams.

"Elizabeth? Is it you." He whispered.

She was bewitched by the voice, but her common sense reached out and she said sharply:

"Mr. Darcy. Welcome back."

DARCY'S POV

She was so beautiful, like an angel, her hair, swept by the wind.

"Elizabeth? Is it you?"" he asked softly.

Her reply was sharp, the iciness of her voice cutting through his heart like a knife.

"Mr. Darcy. Welcome Back." The last two words sounded more like a threat than friendly words.

He replied in an arrogant voice, stung by her coldness.

"Thank you, Ms. Bennet."

An awkward silence hung between them like a wall, then Elizabeth asked, curiosity in her gaze.

"Why are you here?"

"For your sister's wedding." He replied truthfully, a little of warmth returning to his voice.

"Well, first of all, you are terribly late; secondly, the wedding is inside, or do you expect all the guests to come and greet you, your majesty with their humble presence?"

He grinned. This was the Elizabeth he knew.

"Let's go inside."

ELZABETH'S POV

Elizabeth went back inside, looking for her fiancé in the crowds of people. Spotting him, she hurried towards him, hoping to God Mr. Darcy wouldn't follow.

Even though she didn't show it, Elizabeth was still shaken from her encounter with the gentleman, which had awakened feelings Elizabeth had tried so hard to bury. Now, just a month from her wedding, they burst forth, leaving Elizabeth confused.

Unfortunately, Mr. Darcy followed, confusion written on his face.

"Gilbert, this is Mr. Darcy, a family friend.

"Mr. Darcy, this Gilbert Swann, my fiancé."

Elizabeth watched as Mr. Darcy turned pale, a painful expression on his face.

"How d' you do, Mr. Darcy." Gilbert said, reaching his hand out to shake Mr. Darcy's. They shook hands, and for a few moments, a silence hung between them.

Just as Elizabeth opened her mouth to say something, Jane appeared, and Elizabeth had never been so happy to see her sister.

Glancing at her sister, Jane said smoothly:

"Mr. Darcy, Charles said you would be coming. Come, everyone, to the drawing room. Mr. Darcy must be hungry after such a long journey."