This is my first Pride&Prejudice story.
Preface: The Birth
Young Jane barely of the age of one in a half. Her blonde curls bounced up and down as she ran about her father's study. Her father, Mr. Bennett sat at his desk with his chin in the palm of one hand as he strummed the fingers of his other across the desk top.
A scream spread through the walls of Longborn making Jane stop and topple over.
"Papa" she said in broken English, "Mama?"
Mr. Bennett looked up at her, "Yes little one." He said "Your mama shall be well."
It had been hours since a strong pain had radiated threw Mrs. Bennett pregnant belly.
Little Jane had not quite understood why she and her father were not allowed in her mothers room, nor why her mother made such anguished noises. All she knew was that when this ordeal passed she would not be the only Bennett child.
It was many hours and the sky had grown dark when the doctor knocked on the door of the study.
Little Jane was laying on the sofa in the corner of the room her eye lids closing and opening as she fought to stay awake but only barely succeeded.
"Mr. Bennett…." The doctor said wiping his handkerchief along his forehead, the gentleman stood up in anticipation, "It's a boy." Mr. Bennett let out a relived sigh but the doctor wasn't finished, "And a girl"
"Come again?" Mr. Bennett said raising his eyebrow.
The doctor smiled and put a hand on the gentleman's shoulder, "Your wife gave birth to a healthy baby boy and a healthy baby girl. The girl is a bit small but all three, the mother and two children are doing well."
Mr. Bennett's eyes widened, two babies? His wife had been bigger during this pregnancy but he had just assumed it was because she seemed to be eating a rather large amounts of sweets and rarely got out to exercise. Two babies. One a son, heir to the estate. And a girl, one more daughter for his wife to match up.
A large weight seemed to be lifted from his shoulders, A son.
The doctor took his leave and the father carried his daughter into his bedchambers.
Mrs. Bennett was laying on the bed looking very worn out. In her arms was a baby with brown tufts of hair wrapped in a blue blanket. Next to her was a second child, wrapped in a pink blanket, who seemed to be sleeping or laying contently in a cradle of blankets.
"Well Mr. Bennett" The lady said smiling at her husband, "Are you please, for I have borne you a son." Mr. Bennett nodded and smiled back at his wife. "I thought perhaps we could name him James."
Mr. Bennett nodded again, not able to find his voice and as he reached to take the boy from his mother the little girl started to cry.
Mrs. Bennett nodded towards the little girl, "Will you…."
He moved as to pick up the small girl. He cradled her in his arms and gently rocked her. "And her name I have not decided…."
As with his first daughter Mr. Bennett felt his heart melt and knew that this little girl had complete control of him. "Elizabeth." He said softly.
"A fine idea my dear. James and Elizabeth Bennett."
Mr. Bennett lowered his head and kissed the baby girl's small forehead and saw that she had his eyes.
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