The last chapter. Then an epilogue. Enjoy.
Lizzie's third pregnancy was completely normal. All her boys were there; Will, Ben, T.J., her father, as well as Charlotte, Jane, Mary, and Richard.
The first time she held Anna Kate in her arms she realized how perfect everything was. Her mother was nowhere to be found, Wickham was gone, she had William and her children and everything was perfect.
Six months later and Lizzie sat on the edge of the couch.
"Charlotte, you look..." She let out a breathy laugh.
"Do I look-"
"Stunning? Amazing? Breathtaking? Yes. All the above." She stood and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. "Richard will faint when he sees you."
"Lizzie..." The two broke apart and stared into the mirror. "That color looks good on you."
"I do like this color blue." She twirled her hips a little. "Now, where is our other pair?"
"Right here!" Mary walked in with Jane. "Ready?"
Charlotte took a deep breath and nodded her head once. "Yes."
There was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Lizzie called.
"Its me." She heard William's voice. "Can I talk to Lizzie?"
"I'll be out in a second." She put a hand on Charlotte's shoulder. "Wait for me."
"Like I can walk down the aisle without you giving me away." They both chuckled.
Lizzie opened and closed the door before Will could see Charlotte. She heard him suck in his breath. "Lizzie..." She felt his hand on the bare skin of her shoulders.
"Will. What do you want?" She turned smiling and bit her lip. No matter how many times it happened, she loved seeing Will in a suit. "And before you say anything, can I just say that I love that Charlotte did matching colors." She smoothed his tie on his shirt, which matched the color of her dress.
"I love that color on you." He kissed her nose.
"That's not what you came to say." She laughed.
"I actually came to ask you something." He shifted.
"Uh oh..."
"No. I was just wondering..." He took a deep breath. "Are you upset?"
"What?"
"Are you upset that you never got this?" He motioned to the space around him. "The big fancy wedding with everyone you love around."
"Oh, Will." She pulled him into a hug. "My wedding was perfect, because I got to marry out. My best friend who turned out to be the love of my life." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. She felt his lips on the side of her head and smiled into his chest.
"Thank you." He said against her hair.
"For what?"
"Everything."
"Well then thank you right back." She pulled away and kissed his cheek. "Now go back and calm Richard down. He's probably throwing up in the bathroom without you."
He kissed her again and left her in the hallway.
Charlotte's wedding was wonderful. Lizzie laughed inside when she saw all four of her boys standing at the altar, in their different matching suits. And then she saw Richard's face when Charlotte entered the room. And then the wedding was perfect.
Lizzie and Will were walking back to the table and they both laughed. Lizzie's father held a sleeping Anne and Ben and T.J. were curled up together in a chair. "I'll take her." She reached for Anna.
"Okay." He gently moved her into his arms.
"Get some sleep dad." She leaned down and kissed his cheek.
"I will. Right after I carry one of these two to bed." They all laughed quietly.
The three wished Charlotte and Richard well and carried the kids to the room put all of them to bed. Lizzie and Will changed and crawled into bed.
"Lizzie, did you mean what you said earlier?" He wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
"About what?" She yawned.
"About the wedding. Was it really perfect?" He pulled her closer.
"Absolutely. And I meant every word of it." She wrapped her arm around his torso.
He kissed her head and the two went to sleep.
Lizzie walked into the house and gasped. It was spotless. No evidence that a pair of eight and a half year old boys and a four year old girl lived there at all. There was a vase of roses on the floor. She walked over to it and saw another by the steps. She went to the steps and saw another vase on the top of the stairs. She went to the top of the stairs and saw one by the door. She opened the door and Will was standing in the middle of the bedroom. "Will, what's going on?"
"Lizzie, as you know, this year is our ten year anniversary. Will you re-marry me?" He went down on one knee and held up a long box. "Its not a ring, but I hope it will do." He opened the box to show a bracelet with the names of each of their children and their dates they were born, their wedding anniversary, and their names.
"Of course I will marry you, William Darcy." She pulled him off his knee. "With all my heart. I love you, Will."
He stepped in between her legs and pulled her close. "And I love you Lizzie. With all my heart."
"And I am so glad you called in that favor." She smiled.
"Me too, Lizzie. Me too."