Time is a strange creature.

It didn't take long for John and I to learn we were pregnant with our first child. In rapid succession, John decided to move us to London to avoid my parents hovering and attempting to raise our child for us. For once in my life, I welcomed the city center of disease, crime, and -isms. My only regret is that I'd be leaving behind my friends - people who felt more like actual friends than modern friends.

We said farewell to family and friends early one morning.

In the middle of a stolen kiss, our lives were ripped from us as another carriage collided with us. Our last thoughts were of each other as we clung to each other.

Modern Times **

" Mrs. Banfield!" An excited Mrs. Brooks called out.

The wedding crowd increased in size as the families gathered in the manor garden. A DJ worked the music booth for the large crowd of teenagers and young adults brave enough to populate the dance floor.

Two childhood friends embraced as sisters united.

" I am ready for grandchildren. With Jackson and Loria Bingley married I might finally have someone to spoil."

" They're an adorable couple. Cute babies are in the near future." Mrs. Banfield assured Mrs. Brooks. " How old is John?"

" Jackson is almost 30 and John is almost 20." Mrs. Brooks nodded toward the flagstone patio changed into a dance floor for the wedding reception. Teenagers and young adults brave enough to put themselves on display populated the small space and 'danced' to a pop artist belting out love lyrics.

They walked toward the buffet. Mrs. Brooks gravitated toward the caviar while Mrs. Banfield eyed up the escargot.

At a round table close to the dance floor, Emery Banfield sat next to John Brooks. Their easy smiles preceded the accidental touching of their hands and red cheeks.

THE END!

Author's Farewell Notes and Thoughts:

First off I want to apologize for not adding more to the story. I realize that Part 1 is longer than Part 2 but the simple truth of the matter is that I felt so disconnected from this story that I no longer knew how to write it and give it full justice. So I chose the next best option and give it an ending that is a mix of Jane Austen style and my own.

I apologize if I disappointed anyone, but maybe in the far future I might do a little story for the modern bloodlines with the given history I established in this fanfiction. I may not. I honestly don't know. My novel is making me work overtime, especially learning how to write a person with BPD II, and I haven't had much time for any other writing. I haven't stopped loving P&P and I will likely write another fanfiction for it. I just don't have any ideas for it or the time which is what I need to make it a fantastic, Muse-worthy read.

If anyone wants to use my characters they are more than welcome. Just let me know. If anyone wants to make suggestions on how I can improve, please do so. Thank you for taking the journey with me. I regret that I was away from this for so long that I no longer felt a connection to it.