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Chapter thirteen: In a very unusual way*

In a very unusual way, one time I needed you

In a very unusual way you were my friend

Maybe it lasted a day, maybe it lasted an hour

But somehow it will never end

In a very unusual way I think I'm in love with you

In a very unusual way I want to cry

Something inside me goes weak

Something inside me surrenders

And you're the reason why, you're the reason why

You don't know what you do to me, you don't have a clue

You can't tell what it's like to be me looking at you

It's scares me so that I can hardly speak

In a very unusual way I owe what I am to you

Though at times it appears I won't stay, I never go

Special to me in my life, since the first day that I met you

How could I ever forget you once you had touched my soul?

In a very unusual way you've made me whole.

Elizabeth's heart almost stopped, upon hearing his words that he wanted to make her his. She knew what he meant, but she did not if she was ready yet. She did love him, with all her heart, but she was not ready for that yet, of course, she wanted to be his in every way. But not now, at least. Seeing her face getting pale, Darcy knew that he had pushed her to her limits and immediately cursed himself for puttimg her in that position. He took her hand and kissed it.

"I did not want you to make something that you are not ready for"

She smiled and Darcy finally took a breath. "I know" she paused. "But, not yet"

Darcy took away his hand from hers and stood up to open the curtains. Elizabeth observed his figure as he stood next to the window, showing her his back. Elizabeth approached him and grabbed his hand, he immediately turned to look at her. Directly in the eyes.

"Are you cross?"

"No, of course not." He paused "You cannot possibly think so ill of me"

"No, I do not" she hugged him "What is wrong then?"

"You know that I cannot break this engagement" She nodded and he continued "Let us hope that God will show mercy to us and he is willing to do a miracle that will bring us together"

"But if he do not, will you still love me?" she asked and looked away.

Darcy immediately touched her face and made her look at his eyes "I will love you always. When this brown hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I will be there to see it all. I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine."

"Think how you love me," she whispered. 'I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember."

"You'll always be like this to me.'

"Oh no; but promise me you'll remember." Her tears were falling. She was crying over the loss of something she never had. How ridiculous. Mourning something that never was - her dashed hopes, her dashed dreams, and her soured expectations. "I'll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am tonight"

"Do not cry" he whispered near her left ear, making her whole body shiver, as his thumb wiped her tears. His heart beat faster and faster as her face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed her, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again. Then he kissed her. As his lips touched hers, she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

"How would it feel to be always together yet forever apart?" she asked.

"We are not going to be apart. I may not always be with you, but when we're far apart, remember you will be with me, right inside my soul" he took her face in his hands "We are always going to be together, afterall we are linked to each other. Can you not see this?" She smiled, but the truth was that she felt hopeless and that was obvious. "I promise you, Elizabeth, I am going to find a way"

"I don't want just words. If that's all you have for me, I'd better go" she said and took some steps away. But, Darcy grabbed her hand, making her stop.

"Let us not discuss of this anymore." He paused and approached her "Say it."

"Say what?"

"Tell me what you told me before." His mouth opened and took a deep breath, he looked turtored, vulnerable.

"I love you."

"That's all I ever need to hear." He smiled.

"Those three words?"

"Always those three words" he replied and put his hand on her waist. He pushed her a little forward, just to feel her closer to him.

"You know Mr. Darcy, I have no intention for you to get spoiled." She teased.

"Do not tease me Miss Bennet" he smiled "You know I can take the upper hand."

She laughed ironically "Do you think I am willing to let you?" As she finished speaking, he quickly pressed her to his chest and she melt. Oh, this is where she wanted to be. She rested her head against him, and he kissed her hair repeatedly. This felt like home and for a moment, she allowed herself the illusion that all will be well, just to smooth her dark soul.

"Don't leave me," he whispered.

"I am not going to go!" she shouted "There, I've said it. I am not leaving."

"Good" he simply replied. "Now, let us go downstairs for breakfast, before anyone suspect."

But, before Elizabeth could move, Darcy hold her tight and kissed her once more. Pationate this time, like he wanted to take away from her, all the air she had inside her lungs. His tongue moved erotically, guiding hers, like they were dancing, in their own pace.

"You should be kissed everyday, every hour, every minute." he said.

"I love you now for what we've already shared, and I will love you in anticipation of all that's to come, even If they are not what I wanted or wished for or dreamed of. But, that does not mean that I will stop loving you. You need to be loved, afterall."

"I know that you love me and that is enough for me."

She leaned into him, and when he closed his eyes, he knew that he wanted nothing more than to hold her this way forever.

*If you have time to spare, just listen to the song "In a very unusual way" by B. Streisand.. And those are the lyrics to the song. Ohh how truly amazing they are. I have fallen in love with it recently and I think I was inspired to write this chapter. I've been singing it even in my sleep.

I love you all, you should know that. You are the best readers ever! You make my day everytime I hear sth from you, that is why I keep my updates so regular. Especially now that I Know that I have your support... I logged in and checked out my story and I was literally amazed when I saw the reviews and all those lovely comments. I want to thank everyone of you. The love you sent me was Extraordinary! I almost cried. I love you!

Some of you are not very fond of Darcy's behavior, because he reveals his feelings and thoughts to Elizabeth. Some of you say that he is becoming dishonorable, but I do not think that it is true. He is a man in love and she loves him back, so they have decided to be together as lovers -platonic so far- because they think they have no other opportunity to share their love. Im sorry If you feel that he is a rake, but I do not see it that way and I hope that many of you do not as well. Is that right? Do you even like my Darcy? (Please answer!)

P.S Many of you keep asking how he will be able to break the engagement with Anne, but as I have already told you there is going to be a happy ending. So, please have a little faith on me and patience of course, I know it is hard, but please do.

Spoiler: Someone is coming to Pemberley. Who do you think it is?