Hey guys decided to do a story a bit different and based on my favourite classic. This is based on the 2006 bbc series of Jane eyre. I do not own anything! Oh and bertha is English in this version just because its easier and I wanted her to have some speech.

Jane sat on her bed. No tears were emerging from her eyes but her heart was pounding in her chest.

*Knock*knock*knock*

"Jane" came a familiar voice. It was Edward; he wanted to speak with her even though he secretly knew she would probably never speak to her ever again. He had inflicted great pain onto her and he wondered if she would ever love him like she had when she revealed her feelings to him that day.

He opened the door and stepped inside. Edward found Jane now lying down with tears streaming down her face past her chin and down her neck. She had changed into her grey governess uniform and he was still in his wedding attire. After quietly placing his hat, gloves and jacket on the nearest chair he sat on the bed behind her back and gently said her name again.

"You lied to me," Jane said softly as she slowly sat up. "You made me believe that you loved me, when you clearly didn't"

"No Jane," he hissed a little more harshly than he originally intended. "I do love you Jane, I love you like the spring loves summer. Like how the sun loves the moon. How Romeo loved Juliet."

She shook her head the whole duration of this speech. "Did Romeo ever lie to Juliet? Did the moon ever replace the sun with a more light defining soul?"

"Jane how can I make you see that I love you and that I deeply regret my actions?" Edward replied. Jane didn't know. She threw herself onto her left side and cried harder than before. He felt such regret for causing such anguish to the woman he loved. He leant over and stroked her arm and spoke softly.

"My love I cannot tell you how sorry I am for bringing this upon you." He was trying to be considerate; but he wouldn't blame her for yelling at him with hatred and despair. To his surprise that exactly what she did. When she had calmed she sat down and asked him to leave.

"Please leave sir, I am not well and will discuss this with you tomorrow," Jane said simply. He did as he was asked and left the room. He wished he did not have the troubles he did.

The following morning there was a knock at Edwards's door. He hadn't slept for a single second, he was too busy trying to find a way that he could make Jane happier than she had ever been. With little success to be added.

"Yes?"

"Excuse me sir but Miss Jane has been found unconscious in her room." Mrs. Fairfax told him as softly as she could and as loving as she could. He turned with a worried expression on his face and a million thoughts were running through his head. Had she killed herself? Had she hurt herself?

He ran through the corridors towards her room as fast as his legs could carry him. Mrs Pool was standing outside the door with a neutral expression on her face. As soon as he stepped inside the room there was blood all over Jane's bed and Sophie and another kitchen maid were kneeling on the other side of the Jane hovering over Jane. She has a big scratch stretching from her right ear to the bottom of her chin going over the lips. Edward was beside himself. A doctor was coming. She's breathing. Let's change the bed. Edward wasn't listening he was holding Jane's hand and hoping that those blue eyes would open and come back to him.

Jane slowly began to open her eyes and regain consciousness. Edward was so relieved he shouted for Mrs. Fairfax to help him sit her up.

"My darling," he said with tears in his eyes. There was blood in her mouth and down her face but he didn't care he kissed her with everything he had. She was weak when it came to love and she leant into his embrace completely and let him love her.

Over the coming hours it had become apparent that bertha had been responsible for the attack on Jane Mrs. Pool had no idea where she was. All the doors to the mansion were locked she could not be outside of the courtyard at the very least. Everyone searched in pairs and no one was left on their own during this time. Edward never left Jane's side. Bertha was light on her feet and due to the sheer little number of servants in the house, it was becoming increasingly worrying that they could not find her.

Jane had woken but she was extremely weak. She was lying in bed with Edward and he was trying to keep her cool but it was hard because the cut had given her a fever and made her sick. Every so often se would wake up and they would talk for a little while. By the end of the day there was no sign of bertha and there were considerations taking place that they may call the police.

At 8 in the evening Edward was watching Jane rest and then heard the door creak open. He expected it to be Mrs. Fairfax but instead he came face to face with bertha. She stood there with an evil look about her. She had blood on her hands that must have been Jane's, assuming that she hadn't hurt anyone else. He slowly woke Jane by shaking her and never took his eyes off bertha to ensure his loves protection. Jane gasped when she saw bertha.

"Bertha, what are you doing in here?" Edward asked calmly whilst slowly moving out of the bed. Jane was too weak to even sit up and she was scared out of her wits.

"I came to see if your little floozy was alright after I gave her that special present while she was sleeping last night" she replied simply. For saying she was supposed to be mad, she spoke very majestically.

"Why did you do that?" Edward asked her slowly. Bertha's temper took a sudden turn and she went for Jane again trying to climb onto the bed and rip at her clothes. Edward was trying to pull her off without injuring her. Just on cue Mrs. Fairfax and Mrs. Pool ran into the room having heard the racket that was occurring down the hall. Mrs. Pool grabbed a knife from her front apron pocket and held it up towards bertha's throat. She quickly realised what was happening and stopped biting Jane and left with Mrs. Pool back towards the north tower. Mrs. Fairfax went with them and promised to send anyone they ran into on the way to help Edward to tend to Jane. But Edward insisted that he could do it and he just needed the necessary items.

Bertha had bitten Jane several times, drawing blood, on her right arm causing Jane more distress. Jane was wide awake now and watched as Edward cleaned her wounds. It stung incredibly and they both knew that something needed to be done at this point to sort the problem indefinitely. After her arm was bandaged Edward tended to her face. Bertha bitten her face and nose causing a few cuts but they were smaller. It still hurt Edward to see the only woman he truly loved being hurt in this way because of his mistakes. He was afraid that this would be enough for her to leave him for good...