Hey Everyone :) First chapter :/ hope it turns out well...i like this story! A lot of twists! Hope you do to! Here's the situation if you don't get it: Mrs Darcy, about a year into their marriage and living in Pemberly.


Slowly Mrs. Darcy opened her clear blue eyes and looked around her at the spacious library, soft waves of sunlight rippled through the room from the enormous multi-coloured stained glass windows, giving the light in the room a positive twist. Yawning she realised that she must have at some point fallen asleep while reading the novel she was currently holding loosely in her hands. Closing it, standing up and stretching she headed out of the library- intending to go on a walk in the beautiful and extent Pemberly grounds, however she found her way blocked by none other than her husband, Mr Darcy, he gazed down at her in slight surprise and then pleasure and pecked her upon the forehead. Elizabeth smiled and suggested to him the prospect of going on a walk, which he readily agreed to.

Together they walked through the woods and admired the autumn sun through the array of fall colours that currently adorned the trees, it was a similar effect to the stained glass window in the library, but better. It was just as Elizabeth was admiring these that Mr Darcy turned to her "It's lovely isn't it, you don't tire of Pemberly then?"

"I could never tire of Pemberly, you know that." She slipped her hand into his and smiled, life was perfect, she had ultimate freedom to dream and was with the man of her dreams. Swiftly Mr Darcy lent down and kissed her lips. She responded passionately and together they moved on through the slowly drifting autumn leaves.

Upon arriving back at the grand mansion Elizabeth now called home an alarming sight met their eyes, an express delivery waiting impatiently at the door, horse saddled and his face sweaty, he rushed to meet Mr Darcy as he quickened to see what was the matter. Hastily the young man thrust the letter into Darcy's hands and waited to see whether a reply was to be taken. Darcy quickly scanned through the contents of the letter and his face turned immediately pale as he handed the letter to his wife who read it with equal speed and anxiety, upon finishing she gave a swift look at her spouse and said "Let's go. Now, I'll get James to ready a carriage at once- send an express reply." She said looking into her husband's face.

They both set off and a carriage was quickly drawn up and the express sent off with a reply message to Netherfield, saying that they would be arriving that same afternoon.

In the carriage Lizzie read once more through the letter.

Fitzwilliam-

Jane has been taken very ill with fever, the doctors are doing their best but I fear awfully for her. If you and Mrs Darcy would come? I know Jane would be greatly comforted by Elizabeth's presence and I would too be relieved at the sight of a friend. In any case I thought you would prefer to be with her if the worst happens.

Yours Charles

Slowly she folded it up and put it carefully in her purse, trying valiantly to stop tears swell up in her eyes.

Mr Darcy lent over to take both her hands in his and squeezed them gently. The journey continued in silence, both unwilling to voice their thoughts.