Elizabeth and Darcy lay in bed that night looking into each other's eyes. As Darcy looked into her eyes he saw the happiness within.

"You look so happy." He said.

"I am. I have you and Jane. I could ask for nothing else." Darcy smiled. "I have a confession to make Fitzwilliam.." He looked worried for a moment.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I have told Jane about you." Darcy laughed.

"What about me Elizabeth, you need to be more precise."

"About you saving us from ridicule when Lydia eloped."

"You told her that I paid the expenses did you not?" Darcy asked. Elizabeth could do nothing but nod.

"Are you displease with me Fitzwilliam?" Elizabeth asked her husband.

"No Elizabeth, not at all. I thought that you would have at least told Jane when you discovered the news from your Aunt." Elizabeth smiled at him.

"Of course I did not, you did not wish to inform me so I did not wish to be improper and tell Jane."

"You can tell Jane anything, anything that Charles does not tell her, he knows all of the particulars." They smiled.

"Georgiana is to be introduce at Longborne tomorrow." Elizabeth said.

"It will be good for her, to meet more people. Are you going tomorrow while Charles and I are on a shoot. She will enjoy the walk."

"Yes." They lay in silence for a while.

"What did you inform Lady Catherine in your letter?" Elizabeth asked. Darcy smiled at her, a sarcastic grin which made her want to forget the question that she had just asked.

"That I would not travel to Rosings without the company of my wife." Elizabeth smiled at him. He knew that she was contented by what he had said to Lady Catherine. He watched Elizabeth carefully as she fell of to sleep. So much beauty and she had consented to be his. At that moment in time he promised himself that he would not let any harm come to her even if it was the pernicious words of Lady Catherine.

Over the next few months the household of Netherfield became depressed, the Darcy's departure date was fast approaching and it was casting misery.

Charles and Darcy spent less time in their own company and resolved in spending most of their time with their wives and their friends. They did go on shooting parties but none of them lasted as long as usual as the realisation of departure set in.

Elizabeth and Jane enjoyed their conversations together and took great comfort in them, the conversations however seemed to take up much more time as the months went by and seemed to the other guests to be happening more frequently.

Georgiana sat in the background and watched in interest her friends, the two women always treated her with the utmost admiration. To Georgiana this was a kind of admiration which she frequently received (apart from her brother). She noticed that the two gentlemen were loved greatly by their wives and they returned the same devotion in similar ways. Georgiana had loved her visits to Longbourne which she insisted on taking at least twice a week. She had been shown so much kindness by the Bennets on her first visit and felt that on the visits afterwards that she was made to feel welcome and at home. Georgiana did admire staying with the Bingley's due to the kindness that she received but not as much as she enjoyed being with Elizabeth, now that was a friend who she could always turn to when she was in need and for that Georgiana loved being close to her.

When the departure date arrived for the Darcy's the whole of Netherfield was despondent. The owner of the house sat around as the Darcy's got ready for their journey with a glass of wine in his hand. Jane sat in the drawing room with a book in her hand (upside down) and concentrated on nothing but her sister.

While the couple sat downstairs Elizabeth and Darcy walked down the staircase.

"You are sad to be leaving." Darcy said to her.

"I will be pleased to return home though. To you I will confess that I would rather leave Netherfield than stay and grow accustomed to Mrs and Mrs Hurst and Miss Bingley." Darcy laughed.

"I agree with you my dear." Elizabeth looked at him quickly before hiding the smile as her sister appeared below them.

As they pulled away from Netherfield Elizabeth noted that she felt ill. She had felt similar to it for a few days but had said nothing to alarm anyone. But as she sat in the carriage she felt worse, she looked out of the window hoping to feel slightly better but nothing worked.

Darcy looked at his wife as they pulled onto the drive at Pemberey, he noted that she had grown considerably paler throughout the journey and knew inside that something was seriously wrong.

A/N thank you to everyone who has reviewed my story, it is really kind of you.

I would like to dedicate this chapter to my Best Friend Katie who did not like this story at first but now sees it in a logical manner. Thank you for reading it again. My love xx