Authors note: Hello. This is my first story so if anyone wants to review please do so I can get some feedback. This is already try two so thanks to sleepinghyunny and Lucy65 who reviewed my first atrtempt. This one I hope is a lot better.

Disclaimer: I am not Jane Austen and I am not getting any money from this.

The Captains Story

By Tish tosh.

Chapter 1

Captain Frederick Wentworth had been at sea for seven years fighting in the Napoleonic wars, but the war had ended and he was free to go back to England, bringing back with him a large fortune of twenty thousand pounds.

With no home to go to Wentworth was to stay with his sister and her husband, Admiral and Mrs Croft. They had just acquired a rented house in the south of England and had invited him to stay with them for a while until he found himself a home.

Through correspondence with his sister, Frederick learnt that the property that was being let to the Crofts was Kellynch Hall in the county of Somerset, who's owner was a Sir Walter Elliot the father of Anne Elliot who, just over seven years ago, broke Frederick's heart.

Frederick was on leave and visiting his brother who was the curate of Monkford, the parish near Kellynch Hall. Anne Elliot was the shy middle daughter of Sir Elliot and the two had fallen in love at first sight. Being that she was a daughter of a titled gentleman and he a mere Captain with no money or connections, kept their love hidden from public knowledge and scandal, but the love the two young people shared was very strong and Frederick proposed to Anne who accepted straight away.

When asking for Anne's hand, Sir Walter gave Frederick a look of disgust and never gave an actual answer, hoping that after speaking to his daughter she would change her mind. Sadly for Frederick the next day Anne had been persuaded by her father and her godmother, Lady Russell, to not accept him.

Hurt, betrayed and angry Frederick returned to the Navy asking for the first ship he could get. Trying, but failing to forget about the beautiful Anne Elliot.

Once arriving on land, Frederick, after saying goodbye to his crew, set off for Somerset and the memories that he tried to forget.

Kellynch Hall was a grand old building with high windows, a large entrance hall and a grand staircase leading up to the family rooms. Many mirrors were placed around the house and the furniture in all the rooms were of the latest London fashion. Frederick, knowing the family better then his sister explained to her the mystery of so many mirrors by observing that Sir Walter was a vain man and insisted on being able to see what he looked like. Though on remembrance he observed that the younger Miss Elliot's were not as vain as the elder sister who, on reflection, was, on occasions, worse then the father.

The grounds of Kellynch Hall were a delight and Frederick Wentworth was ready to finally settle down away from the sea and peaceful life on land.

A week had passed by for the new occupants of Kellynch Hall when one afternoon, as Frederick and Mrs Croft was catching up on family and mutual acquaintances, the Admiral came in and, while looking at a letter in his hand, said,

"My dear, I have just received an invitation from a man called Musgrove inviting us, and you too Frederick, to a dinner at his home at Uppercross next Thursday. Uppercross is the next village about five miles from here. They live in the great house.

It also says in the letter that his son, Charles, is married to a once, Mary Elliot who is the youngest daughter to Sir Walter, and they will both be there with his two grown up daughters who have finished their education and who will also be dinning with us. Their names are Henrietta and Louisa.

Will that be pleasing to you my dear, and you too Frederick if we all attend?"

Mrs Croft had no objections and as Frederick had never met Mary as she had been in school when he was last in this part of the country, he had no objection either.

As Admiral Croft went to reply to Mr Musgrove with his acceptance Frederick started to wonder, if Mary looked or acted any way like her elder sister, how would he react to her if she did. Frederick had never really forgiven Anne for what she had done to him, but as he still wanted to make a good impression on his sisters neighbours he prayed to God that Mrs Charles Musgrove would be anything like Anne.

End of Chapter 1.

Author note: This is a revised chapter and I hope that whoever read the original thinks that this one is better. Anyway I've added a few things so it should be all good now. Anyway thanks for reading and chapter 2 should be up this weekend.