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"Are there you Mrs Bingley. We were quite perplexed as to where you and your sister had gotten to!" Mr Bingley called to his wife in his usual cheery manner, as the two ladies eleganty made their way down the stairs. Colonel Fitzwilliam who had just appeared from the parlour from giving hi adeiu to Miss Bingley, saw his cousin's face light up as his wife came into view. He shook his head and smiled, that might have been his face lighting up had he only waited at the Collinses Parsonage a few moments longer.

Harriette, seeing her brother's inner turmoil went over and gave him a questioning glance.

"Monty?" she asked in a tender voice, placing her hand on his arm. The said sighed, and seeing the Darcy's and the Bingley's groosed in their conversation replied to his sister.

"Oh Harriette, when I see our cousin's face light up with joy every time he see's Elizabeth it just reminds me had I only waited a few minutes longer that-" he stopped suddenly closing his eyes with obvious pain before opening them again. "No, I am done, and I won't so or say anything to her. I shan't spend any more time meditating on her. She is happy with her choice as is he, so I am content with that knowledge." He looked at himself in a mirror on a near wall. "Just look at me sister. What could I have offered her?" Harriette wen't up behind him and spoke in a stern but hushed voice.

"No more remorce, you are not only paining yourself my dear, but come, we must go to the carriage now. Surely the Bennet's shall lift your spirits." Harriette made towards the door which the other's had just quitted through. half way through she turned. "It hurt's to see you looking so forlorn." she spoke in a meloncholy, the feather's on her bonnet bobbing up and down. Finally with one last swoop he was gone from sight.

When outside the two Fitzwilliam siblings approached the other's where they could here Elizabeth comenting to Sir Edward in her musical voice.

"So you won't accompany us to my parent's estate? Surely Darcy hasn't spoke so harshly of them. I can assure you not all my relations are very silly." The cheerful group laughed merrily.

"Pray do not worry yourself cousin! I am afraid that I must go on to town to talk with that man Richards, I'm sure Darcy knows the one I speak of. He keeps house in Soho." Darcy furrowed his brow.

"What on earth possessed you to associate with the likes of him." his asked in a cold manner. Elizabeth wondered at his way of speaking with a cousin but once again thought it best to ask her dear Darcy about it tonight in town, when they would be alone.Bingley still had the same cheesy grin that had been on his charming face ever since his engagement to Jane. Dear Bingley, he would never learn! With that Sir Edward mouted his horse and bade them all farwell but on the promise they would dine together regularly in town. The Netherfield Party stood outside the carriage and waved till his bay horse was out of sight Then Bingley turned to them all, his smile slighty lessened.

"Well lets be off then. The sooner we go to Longbourn the sooner we can be leaving for town I dare say." He looked at his wife Jane for approval of his last quote, to which she nodded in agreement and smiled meekly. Soon all the other's had agreed, and in a flurry of of feathers and satins the gentlemen were on their horses ready to leave. The ladies were soon after settled in the carriage. trying to make room for the extra body who was to soon join their happy group. Georgiana though quite overwhelmed with the quickness of her relations went along with it agreeably. It had been settled on that they should ride in the Darcy Carriage for it was by far the largest barouche.

As it pulled out of the pretty Netherfield Drive Georgiana saw her brother wink at her sister-in-law through the glass and she in return blow him a kiss and a cheeky grin. Such simple gestures of love touched her heart. They were nothing like the overblown gestures of couples she had known before. Jane then commented to her young new sister.

"Why are you smiling so Georgiana?" Georgiana looked up.

"O it's nothing, I just feel I've come home at last." Jane looked to Elizabeth, who was watching her new sister adoringly before peering up at her leder sister. Georgiana was watching the Hertfordshire landscape with awe while Harriette was reading a worn book of sonnets. Jane seeing a pleasent opportunity to address Elizabeth pressed on.

" I'm sure everyone is anticipating your brief return Lizzy." Elizabeth raised her eyebrows.

"You must be mistaken, dearest Jane. I know full well that our Mother will only see my new relations and I as more mouths to feed and gloat over. Though luckily they are to sensible to befall prey to her whims." Elizabeth smiled teasingly at Jane, obviously old habits shall and always will die hard.

"True, Mama has often complained of your abadonment of you home." Elizabeth smiled broadly and rolled her eyes at Harriette who had peered up from her reading to see if they were being serious, but after reassurance went back to her sonnets. With her eyes twinkling, she turned back to her sister, to see Jane's eyes cast down.

"Our Father has missed you." All happiness dropped from Elizabeth's spritely features.

"I know Jane. I know." Elizabeth shifted away and faced out the window. Jane, unable to cause her dearest friend and sister grief placed her hand on Elizabeth's, and squeezed it gently.

"Can you imagine the look on Mama's face when she see's your new travelling pelisse?" Elizabeth's head slowly turned towards her, a micheaveous look written over it.

"One of my new travelling pelisses Jane." They both started laughing as they used to when they were young children.

"Oh Lizzy!"

A few minutes later, they had pulled up infront of Longbourn. As Elizabeth was furthest from the door, she could only watch as her resident family members came out the front doors waving handerchiefs and shouting greetings.Then, all too soon she saw her husband's handsome face as she was helped out of the carriage. Greetings and welcomes of every kind passed between them all. Mrs Bennet's shrill voice cut above all the rest.

"Oh my dear dear Lizzy! Look at your clothes! Your jewels! Ooo, those feathers! You are truly very grand my girl, but then show you should be! That Darcy, though he is horrid and dissagreeable is a fine catch. O a very fine catch indeed." Elizabeth made eye contact with her beloved husabnd and gave him a tiny, sympathetic smile.

"You are too kind mother." Elizabeth replied very dryly, with a tilt of her head. Mrs Bennet clearly hadn't taken any notice of it.

"Nonsense child! What are you talking about!" Elizabeth sighed a breath of relief when she saw that Jane, Kitty, Bingley and Darcy were guarding the Fitzwilliams from any embarressment. "Well, Lizzy that is a very fine barouche box there! You must be well pleased with your carriage. Ah, forgive me. One of your carriages." Elizabeh gazed lovingly at Darcy as she mused over it momentarily.

"Yes, I am very proud of my carriage." her mother shrieked with laughter and said they should all go into the house before they catch a chill. Wanting to be as far away from Mrs Bennet as possible, Elizabeth hung propriety, and waited till all the other's had entered before making for the door. As she did so, at a slow and steady pace, she felt the reassuring arm of husband slip round her waist and pull her close to him. As they walked Elizabeth rested her head on his shoulder, and sighed contentedly.

"I love you Elizabeth." Darcy murmed into her ear as they stopped before the door. Elizabeth drew his hand towards her lips and kissed it gently.

"You are too good." with that, they both entered the house and clicked the door shut behind them. Mr Bennet, who had been watching his favourite daughter and her choice of husband, through the window of his study smiled to himself. She was happy it was certain.


to be continued...