Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back; a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

Anais Nin

Chapter XXI: Our New Lives

We got off the plane that February and realized that this was not New York or Connecticut anymore. We got our luggage and took a taxi to our new living place. It was a small apartment that Jane's parents had gotten awhile ago. It was moderately small and comforting. Looking at it gave you this sense of easiness that makes you just want to close your eyes. Everything was peaceful, it was a shame it was often empty. It was a shame that nobody could enjoy the peace more. But Jane and I were here and we were determined to fix the place suitable for a new life.

"This is such a nice place. It's a wonder I don't visit this place very much."

"Well, we're here now. We might as well enjoy the year here, huh?"

The first week at the new apartment was hectic to say the least. There were many things that Jane's parents didn't do to the place that needed to be done, like unpacking all the utensils and kitchen stuff. It did make sense though that none of these things have been done because my aunt and uncle haven't traveled much after my uncle's heart attack, so they stayed put in New York and there they will stay. How did Jane's parents react to the news that she was pregnant and that their daughter was going away? They accepted it calmly, to our great surprise, and even offered to help. I didn't understand why they would do that but maybe it was because they had raised Jane to be free and wanted her to be able to make her own choices, choose her own path.

Anyways, school started later that week. It wasn't harder really; it felt like learning at Yale. There was nothing to worry about.

Except, there was one thing that had me worried, it was Jane. She was too happy; too happy to be normal even. I mean, she got dumped by her boyfriend and now she was pregnant. It was strange that she can still act so normal.

Of course, there was that one part of me that just wanted to have everything back to the way things were. Back to when Charlie and Jane were still together and back to the way that Will…

Will? I didn't think that I was forgiving enough as to start calling him Will again. No, I wasn't. I was still pissed. Darcy had hurt me in a way no other person can.

Anyways, back to the present. School was fine and Jane was also managing fine too. I always asked her if the work was putting too much stress on her.

"You know, Jane. Stress isn't very good for the baby." I reminded her for the eight millionth time one day.

"I know, Lizzy. But I'm not stressed whatsoever. I love reading out loud the assigned texts to the baby and it's not like I have a lot of stuff to do." That was true. I would come home from class everyday to hear Jane read books out loud, whether it was Anna Karenina in Russian or her biology textbook. Every time I saw her like that, Jane becoming a great and loving mother would come to mind. I was happy that she was able to start a new life.

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"Jane, don't you think that we should go see the doctor." I asked her one morning at breakfast.

"Well…"

"Jane, you're five months pregnant. Even I kind of feel irresponsible for not taking you. Just look at you." You could tell that Jane was showing but since Jane gains weight so gradually with the growing belly, people just thought that she was getting fat.

"You're right."

"I'm always right." I smiled.

We went to the doctors that weekend and Jane got a check up on her pregnancy.

"How far along are you in your pregnancy, Miss Bennet?" Dr. Taylor said. The woman was tall and liked to wear dark colors to highlight her bright red hair. She was kind and very polite when it came to asking questions.

"Five months." Answered the nervous Jane; this was her first child after all.

"And this is your first time to the doctors?"

"During this pregnancy…yes."

"Ok, well, let's see if you're okay." Dr. Taylor smeared some sort of gel onto Jane's belly and showed us the ultra sound after a couple of minutes. "There, I see the twins are developing finely."

"What?" Jane and I both said.

"Twins?" I asked.

"Yes, and from what I can tell. They're going to be a boy and a girl."

"WOW…" I said. This was a miracle; twins would make everything so much brighter, right?

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About three months later, Jane and I still managed to live and not die from stress or anything. Jane was fine in the fact that she was finally coming to terms with her pregnancy. She seemed so happy that it masked her pain of having to raise her children without Charlie by her side helping her.

Between school and my job at a restaurant, Jane and I have been preparing for the twins. Their nursery was just how Jane wanted it to look like.

I was at the restaurant, receiving orders when my phone ranged. It was Jane.

"What's up, Jane?"

"Lizzy, my water just broke." Oh my god, she was a month early. Dr. Taylor said that this might happen but why didn't I give it more thought?

"Ok, where are you right now?" I asked urgently.

"At home. Lizzy, what should I do?" Jane was panicking.

"Jane, calm down. I'll be at the house in five minutes and I'll talk you to the hospital."

Approximately eight hours late, Jane gave birth to twins. I left out the gory details because I would assume that you people really wouldn't want to read that, would you?

They were beautiful. Jane, through sweats and all, smiled proudly to know that those were hers that they were cleaning and wrapping in a blanket. I got to hold the girls baby and I looked into her eyes. She had Jane's eyes and Charlie's nose, but she had that sparkle in her eyes that reminded me of myself. She would grow up to be very beautiful.

"Do you have names for these babies?" Dr. Taylor asked.

Jane and I looked at each other and shook our heads.

"That's fine. Just think about. We'll call them the twins until you decide." And then she left.

"So, what should name them?" Jane asked.

"This should be your decision, Jane. These are your kids."

"But you have helped me so much. As far as I can tell, you might be as much as a mother to these kids as I will be. Tell me, what's your favorite name for a girl?"

"Christina Jacquelyn, but you don't have to take it."

"I love it and for this boy, I think I will name him 'Jack'."

"Jack?"

"As in Titanic…it seems brave and confident or comic all in one. It's a winner." I laughed at that, it would be like Jane to make a serious decision light and fluffy.

"Christina Jacquelyn and Jake Bennet it is."

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I wanted to stay with Jane but she wanted to have some rest. It has been a long for her after all. I was alone in the hospital with no one to talk to. I eventually found my way to the nursery. I came up to the big glass window and saw rows and rows of babies. My heart swelled when I saw all those cute babies.

I started speaking gibberish for a moment. You know, baby talk, because obviously the babies will naturally understand what you're saying. It was after a while that I noticed that someone was laughing beside me. I turned to look at the person who was possibly laughing at me. The person that I saw was tall and handsome. He was so…what was the word? Breathtaking, that's the word.

"What's so funny?" I asked him, giving him an odd look.

"Nothing."

"Come on, tell me. It must have been something truly funny for you to laugh like that."

"It's just that I never thought that someone as beautiful as you are, would be talking gibberish to babies."

"Are you hitting on me?"

"Maybe…" he smirked.

I smiled and silently turned back to the babies.

"Wait…aren't you going to say anything to that?" he said, utterly surprised by my silent comment.

"Why would I?"

"I don't know. Normally, a girl would say something to that. At least, I figured you would at least make a comment to what I'm going to say next."

"What would that be?"

"Would you like to go out for drinks with me tonight?" he asked sheepishly.

"People always assume that I'm older than I really am. I'm underage." I laughed.

"You are?" He said, seemingly taken aback.

"I'm 20."

"Well, the legal drinking age is 18 here. So, you're fine."

"I don't know. There's just something about going out for drinks with a complete stranger that I know nothing about. It's a little creepy, not to mention dangerous."

"Oh, well how about dinner then?" he asked, once more hoping to get a more positive answer.

I looked at the adorable babies and realized my answer when I saw that all the babies were smiling.

"Okay, let's go."

"Really?" he asked with an expression of surprise once more. "Why?"

"I blame the babies. They make people toxic."

Disclaimer: P&P is obviously not mine, it belongs to the fantabulous Jane Austen and I hope that you won't sue me for writing about what I love. That would be cruel of you. And also, the last line of this chapter was completely ripped off from Grey's Anatomy. That belongs to the one and only Shonda Rhimes.

A/N: Hey everybody! I'm sorry for the short chapter but I felt that this might be a good place to stop. I didn't want for you guys to wait for over a month for a new chapter when it's already been two weeks. Ok, so how did you like this chapter? I felt this chapter was too general, you know? Like a filler chapter. But I did introduce a new character, you'll find out the guy's name…well in the next chapter.

I did mean what I said that it will be five years before Lizzy sees Darcy again. (It'll probably be that many chapters too.) I want the twins be that age too.

You might think that Christina Jacquelyn and Jack are odd names but there's a funny story behind it. I was going to NYC with my class and we were on a bus for a couple of hours. I was sitting with my friends and I tried thinking up of new ideas for this story. My two guy friends, CJ and John, were also contributing ideas and they wanted the twins to be named after them regardless of gender. John changed the name to Jack when I told him that John was Lizzy's ex. Ok, not that funny but it's still quirky.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this story so far and that I haven't shoo you away with my bad writing and grammar skill and lack of an imagination.  Thanks to all who have read and review and I hope you give me your comments of what you think. Bye!

P.S. I added something to the end as to why Lizzy refused to have drinks with Richard. Thanks for informing me that the drinking age in England is 18. Thank you.