~~P&P~~

Fitzwilliam knocked on Georgiana's door and was let in by her maid. He saw her sitting on the settee, all the colour drained from her hands and face, tears still pouring from her eyes and gasping for breathe. For the third time in the past half hour he found himself on his knees this time in front of his sister. He looked her in the eye and placed a hand over her cheek comfortingly but also to hold her gaze. "Georgiana what happened" he asked calmly and gently.

She took a minute to settle her breathing a bit then started "Brother I am so sorry, I should of caught her, I should have not allowed her to join me in practice and sent her back to bed, its all my fault, is she allright, I don't know what happened she was fine one minute, glowing almost, happy, she seemed back to her normal self I thought she had finally recouped from her travel illness and exhaustion, when I saw her stall and sway I thought she was going to be sick again and didn't want to get in her path if she was going to bolt for the door, its all my fault if I hadn't have hesitated for that second I may have been able to reach her before she hit her head," Georgiana rambled so quickly that Fitzwilliam only understood bits and pieces. However one part stuck out to him like a sore thumb.

"Georgie, slow down, what do you mean "sick again" when did you see her be sick" he questioned in not nearly as calm or gentle tone he had mere seconds ago.

"Forgive me brother but last night when I was walking with her in the gardens she got sick but she begged me not to tell you, she didn't want to worry you, she promised to go right to bed. I don't know what I was thinking, I guess I was so in love with having a sister I just felt that keeping a secret was normal, and I do know how much you fret when it comes to Elizabeth, you were unbearable the weeks before the wedding just not being around her. Although I now remember her being sick on her first night here too, she bolted from the room and I thought she was mad at me for something but she said she felt nauseous and just needed some fresh air and tea, she was fine after that" she explained at a marginally slower pace.

Fitzwilliam took a breath reeling in his temper Georgiana was too fragile at this moment to be subjected to his full temper but he was unable to hold back completely "Georgiana how could you! You will never withhold any information from me in regards to my wife's well being again, I don't care if it is a paper cut or upsetting words inflicted on her I want to know everything. How can I keep her safe if you both are hiding the truth from me, my nerves do not need your protection."

Georgiana cried harder her breath wheezing again. Fitzwilliam rose and sat beside her rubbing her back soothingly to help steady her breathing, "Georgie, I am sorry, but it was foolish of you and Elizabeth to keep this information from me. I hope you will share sisterly confidences but not where it concerns either of your wellbeing, I love you both too much."

"You don't hate me?"

"No Georgie, I could never hate you" he assured.

"Will she be allright?" Georgiana whispered.

"She has to be," is all Fitzwilliam could bring himself to say.

Just then there was a knock at the door, they both jumped to their feet and ran to the door not even bothering to simply call the knocker in. Fitzwilliam reached the door first nearly ripping it off its hinges in his eagerness. "How is she" he practically screamed before even getting a look at who was on the other side of the door.

Laney's eyes were huge with surprise "Sir, I was sent to inform you that the doctor has arrived, Mrs. Reynolds is with him and Mrs. Darcy. Mrs. Reynolds told me to tell you to relax now that the doctor is here and they will be here shortly to tell you what they find" she said once she recovered from the surprise.

When Fitzwilliam and Georgiana both moved to leave Laney held her ground "Mrs. Reynolds insisted that you remain here so that she knows where to find you quickly if need be and so that there is none in the way of the doctor doing his job" she insisted bravely.

Resigned they agreed but they insisted the door remain open both wanting as few of barriers between them and Elizabeth as possible and not wanting their report from the doctor delayed even by the seconds it would take to knock and open the door. They both paced needing something to do. When Laney offered to bring them some supper they both refused. Ten minutes latter the doctor arrived and they both nearly shouted "how is she!"

"With head wounds it is hard to tell until the patient is awake the full extent of the damage," he started and Fitzwilliam felt his heart squeeze knowing that the doctor was suggesting the possibility of brain damage. "But" the doctor continued "the wound seems to have done more superficial damage. Mrs. Reynolds said that Mrs. Darcy has not been feeling her best for the last few days is that correct?" he asked.

"I knew she was quite tired and hasn't had much of an appetite but I just assumed she was settling in getting use to the food and environment here and she was ill on our way home from our wedding trip, but I was just informed by my sister that there has been at least two instances of nausea as well" Fitzwilliam explained.

The doctor nodded his head in understanding and turned to Georgiana and asked "Miss. Darcy, am I to understand that she hit her head due to loosing consciousness or that hitting her head resulted in the loss of consciousness?"

"She fainted I did not realize what was happening soon enough to catch her, she seemed fine until it happened" she answered.

The doctor had a knowing look in his eye, but said "I will need to speak with Mrs. Darcy when she awakens and she was beginning to stir as I left we should go check on her."