Thank you for the reviews and for the review about this section for movies, when I made the story there was no section for Jane Austen movies.

I love this chapter. And no, this is not the last one.

Disclaimer: I don't own the movie and characters, just the plot.

~paperbackwriter9

Cassandra's P.O.V

Day light broke through the windows of our house. Birds chirped off in the distance and the sounds of the early morning woke me from my slumber. For a moment, everything felt typical. The new day had always brought a new smell, and the sounds were the same. But then I remembered last night's events-

Jane.

How did I wind up in my bed? I could not remember anything but the pitiful sight of Tom sitting on the floor. Where was he? And Jane?

The questions forced me out of bed and down the stairs, where I could smell the smells of breakfast time. Who was cooking? I peered my head into the small kitchen and there was mama bent over a pot. She spotted me, "Oh Cassie, there you are, come and help," and she looked up at me.

This gaze she had frightened me, her appearance scared me as well. My mother had strands of hair out of her bun and circles around her eyes. "I-"

"Cassie! There you are," Eliza said and I jumped. "Go to Jane, she opened her eyes," and my mother stopped stirring.

"Thank the heavens!" They both bolted out of the kitchen and for some reason I could not move. What if Jane looked worse?

This is my sister.

I walked to the bedroom and opened the door.

Jane's P.O.V

What an odd feeling to have, many faces staring down at you, piercing you with their eyes. I was to worn to be able to speak, but I forced a smile that probably did not look like one. Tom was the closest to me, and his smile was hard to understand, distressing yet joyful at once.

"Jane!" My mother said and burst in with Eliza. She came over and kissed the top of my head. "My baby, you can hear me?" My mama, what a strange woman. But her odd question made me smile.

"My dear cousin, you can hear me can you not?" Eliza said and bent over and kissed me on the head. I nodded slightly and then there was an odd silence. I did not know the reason they were standing over me. The wind blew the curtains from the open window. I smiled and felt better, a feeling I had missed.

As the day wore on, I felt I could talk. Eliza, Henry, Cassie, papa, mama, and Tom were visiting me so I was never lonely in the room. Papa had recalled the events that happened before I was spitting up blood.

An uncomfortable feeling washed through me during that short talk. Things were going to be all right, that much I knew. I could sit up and eat without the feeling of nausea.

"Jane," Tom had said to me at one hour, "your smile is lovely," and I smiled for the rest of the time he was in the room. This feeling was hard to describe, but I felt whole in a way. With all my dearest family members and Tom, actually in the same house under one roof.

I wanted this feeling to stay forever. And maybe now it could with Tom back. I also saw hope in Cassie's eyes as well. When she smiled, her eyes had always been somewhere else, now she was actually looking at us when she smiled. I was sure she would find another man, she was to lovely not to.

The hopeful feeling was wonderful, even when the storm started. The sky turned dark quite quickly in fact, and the loud clap of thunder rumbled through the house. The last time I had been in a storm was when I had been sick. Such a long while ago.

No matter, Tom was here, and not just in my imagination. He sat on the bed with me and held me, as we watched the lightening quietly out the only window in the room. I had always enjoyed rain storms. "I love you Jane," he whispered into my hair. I smiled back at him.

The house was fast asleep and I was safe with Tom.

KNOCK KNOCK.

We both jumped as there was a loud racket coming from the front door. "One minute!" My father yelled and I could smell the candle he lit. Tom rose and the rest of the family crept downstairs. I heard the rain as the door was opened, and an unfamiliar voice.

"Urgent," the mysterious man said and I was upset at only being able to sit here and listen. There was a shuffle and then the door closed.

My father's voice rang throughout the house. "It is for Mr. Lefroy," and I sat up higher.

"Who could it be?" I heard Tom mutter. He walked into the room with my family behind him.

"Why I hope nobody is hurt," Eliza said.

"My dear who is left from his family in London?" Eliza shot Henry a warning look but Tom paid no attention to him. He slit the letter open and pulled it out.

"Mr. Lefory, we have good news to report to you. We have found you missing wife-" Tom stopped reading and I sat up, almost tumbling off the bed.

"Is it a mistake?" My father asked and Eliza's eyebrows rose. No one said a word and Tom stood there reading the letter over.

"I don't understand, it is addressed to me, but I have no wife," and my heart settled, I believed him. There was another loud bang on the door and it took a full moment for Henry to move to answer it. People stayed where they were and Henry opened the door.

"Is Tom here?" A woman said loudly, "did he get the message?" Henry walked in with a woman behind him, and I stared with confusion and anger on my face. The thin red haired girl entered the room and did not look at anyone but Tom. "Tom!" She said with pure joy, and then kissed him.

Confused? Maybe…

Wait for the next chapter and you shall see… =)