DISCLAIMER: Pride and Prejudice belongs to Jane Austen and the publisher(s). The plot and certain characters however, are of my own creation.

Title: Forgotten Heart

Rating: T

Pairing: Mary/OC

Genre(s): Drama, Romance

Summary: Amnesia is brought upon Mary Bennet as she is involved in an accident. Saved by a kind man, she awakes with no recollection of anything but her ability to read and write. Now she is faced with various obstacles as she regains her memory and finds herself interwoven in the intricate ties of a family so unlike the one she has forgotten.

Setting: Three months after the Bingleys' and Darcys' wedding.

Note(s):

1. This fanfic is something I've been considering for years. That being said, it is not my number one priority. I've got two other fanfics in progress, and I must say that this will be updated whenever I feel like it, so updates can range from one every day, or one in a year. I promise, however, to finish this story, so if you're up for random updates, then feel free to follow the story. ;)

2. Original Characters (OCs) and their respective homes are a mix of fiction and history.

Prologue

My Dear Sister,

You are faring well, I hope. I have heard that you are the only Bennet sister residing at Longbourn, with Kitty off to Netherfield Hall. I, myself, am doing well as I get acquainted with the inner workings of Pemberley. Who knew that being the mistress of such an estate could be so tiring and difficult? But enough of that, I write to you because of a different matter.

Mrs. Jane Bingley has informed me that you and Kitty have been invited to Netherfield Hall for the upcoming winter. I have also been told that you had refused, citing that no one would be left to entertain Mama and Papa. You cannot fool me, Mary. I know you simply do not wish to spend your time walking about and conversing with Miss Caroline Bingley and Kitty.

In light of this, I would like to offer a season or more in Pemberley. I admit that the estate is wonderful and Mr. Darcy is an even better company, but it does get lonely and boring when he leaves and I have no one to talk to or nothing to do. I had never thought I would grow tired of walking the grounds or reading, Mary!

I make no promises of balls or fanciful dinners, but I believe that you would be delighted with the various tomes that can be found in the library. There are more books than that bookshop you favor, Mary! And a lot of them are the mystery novels you favor so much.

Give my fondest regards to Mama and Papa, and I hope to receive your swift reply soon.

With Love,

Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy

Folding the letter, Mary looked out the window of the carriage to observe the scenery. She had received the letter two weeks ago, and had replied that she would love to visit after the insistence of her mother. She had nothing against Pemberley or Netherfield Hall, she simply disliked unnecessary trips, but after her mother had accused her of being too plain and not doing enough to attract a potential husband, she had gotten tired and accepted Mrs. Darcy's request.

The dark and gloomy skies were not promising at all, and she wondered if perhaps she should have postponed the journey until after the upcoming storm seized. They had just left the only town that they would be passing by on their way to Pemberley, and she had half a mind to ask the coachman to return to the town so that they may stay at an inn to let the storm pass.

She opened her mouth to do exactly as she thought, but was taken by surprise when a bright flash of white enclosed in her vision before everything went black.