So I thought I uploaded this Chapter a few days ago... And I didn't.. No wonder ya'll are biting at the bits! lol. So I'm very sorry. Yes I'm in college, and preparing to transfer to university, so I've been busy, but I love writing, so if I don't update every day, I'm trying for every two days.. I'm such a bad author. LOL

Anyway. There will be an update tomorrow to Not Your Typical Family, also this one, so check back. But also check out my new story, and tell if I should continue it. It's called Miss Bennet No Longer, and I'm excited about it. It's a different twist.

I love this chapter, because I love when Darcy gets teased. He's loosening up! Review, My ego could use it!

Chapter 30

The occupants in the carriage were all bleary eyed this morning, as they made their way from London to Netherfield. Having left Pemberley, yesterday, they decided that stopping at their London town home would be best instead of traveling the whole way south in one day.

Darcy utilized the mistress chambers thoroughly, all night, to make sure his wife was well loved.

Though he would never regret loving his wife in such a manner, the early wake up call, was quite unexpected. Sophia was cutting teeth, she was up all night and needed her mama. He recalled the haste in which they dressed themselves before Sophia was presented.

And now, he and his family were on their way to Netherfield, to help with the wedding plans of another Bennet sister. Probably the most deserving, in Darcy's honest opinion. And he would make sure no expense was off limits. If Jane wanted it she would get it.

Darcy, as a human, loved being generous to people.

Darcy as a brother, made sure his sisters wanted for nothing.

Darcy as a father, well that's another story, for his children who were only his for just a little under two weeks now, were becoming quite spoiled, actually.

The occupants of the carriage which included, Elizabeth, Sophia, William, Georgiana, and Mr. Darcy, were becoming restless as they closed in on their final miles to Netherfield.

"I am so excited to be in Heartfordshire again. I miss it dearly when I am away," Elizabeth stared out the carriage wistfully. "It was so hard to leave three years ago, I miss my family. Even as I get older, I find I still do, and it was not just me being young and homesick."

Darcy, who was holding a sleeping Sophia, smiled at his wife.

"It is beautiful country, is it not brother," Georgiana asked. "I would not mind staying here for a while, though I must admit, nothing is more beautiful than Pemberley. I admit I am biased," she giggled.

"There is nothing wrong to being biased, Georgiana," Elizabeth grinned. "Pemberley is beautiful, should I have grown up there, I would not complain."

"Tis a good thing you did not, therefore you would not be married to my brother, and then I would be desolate."

"Elizabeth, what has become of my little sister," Darcy feigned shock. "She speaks more now, then she has in all of her seventeen years!"

"Brother! You tease!"

"Tis not teasing if it is true."

"I am proud of her," Elizabeth mused. "She is speaking what is on her mind. It is a great fete, one that is quite difficult for a girl her age, and she is doing an admirable job."

"A woman is to be compliant, and silent," Darcy teased.

"Tis a shame then, Mr. Darcy, that you married a woman who is neither silent, nor compliant."

"No. I married for love. What was I thinking," he laughed.

They were finally at Netherfield, and saw Bingley waiting on the steps with a grin on his face. Standing next to him were Mr. and Mrs. Hurst.

Louisa was excited to see her friend, she was disappointed she could not make it to her wedding, because of her confinement, but she was excited to hear that the whole Darcy family would be staying at Netherfield until the wedding of her brother to Miss Bennet.

"Welcome family!" Bingley's voice was cheerful, almost jolly even, as he greeted the occupants of the carriage. "Welcome back!"

"Bingley," Darcy called out, Sophia heavy still in his arms as he watched William amble up the steps carefully, "you should stop being so joyful all the time. You are making me look bad!"

"Darcy, a tree can make you look bad, you are too dull sometimes, old man."

Elizabeth giggled at her new brother, while Darcy glared. "Touche, sir"

"You look positively frightening when carrying your sleeping daughter, Darc," Bingley continued with his teasing. "Perhaps we can get the children situated in the nursery."

Darcy relaxed when he gazed down at his daughter, she was draped over his arm, her cheek against his forearm, and her arms and legs hanging down. "I think she is quite comfortable," he laughed.

"Did she sleep like that the whole way," Louisa asked.

"My daughter, when very tired, can sleep standing up, if she must," Elizabeth giggled. "She is very accommodating."

"So I see." Louisa grinned at her friend. "I am so excited you all have made it. It is quite difficult with only male companionship."

"Surely your brother is not so bad."

"Ha," Louisa laughed. "He is too busy at Longbourn most days with his beloved angel." She wrapped Elizabeth in a hug. "It is so good to see you, seriously. I am so disappointed I missed your wedding." She grinned. "You chose well."

Elizabeth giggled. "I had luck on my side for sure."

"Luck had nothing to do with it."

"Thank you dear."

"When is Jane to be here, Mr. Bingley? And the rest of my family."

"They are coming here later, Mrs. Darcy, for supper. I thought that you might like a few hours to rest and freshen up."

"Yes, that idea has some merit," Darcy interrupted good natruedly. "And we should get these children down for their naps." He stopped then corrected himself. "We should get William down for a nap, I think Sophia is done for already," he laughed. "Yes, surely their grandparents will want to see them during supper."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement. "I do not think father will ever forgive me if they were not."

They all moved into the front foyer where the servants were busy carting all their trunks off to their respective rooms.

"Your father, think of your mother," Darcy's eyes got wide with terror. "yes, they must rest. Excuse me." He then took hold of William's tiny hand, and while carrying Sophia, they made their way up the grand staircase, heading in the direction of the nursery.

Elizabeth giggled, "I am afraid, though he puts up with her well, my husband is very afraid of my mother."

"Should it not be the other parent he is more afraid of, Mrs. Darcy," asked Bingley.

"My father is not the ogre he should be, I suppose," she sighed dramatically, letting the party know she was teasing, and they all laughed. "Now though, I must help him in the nursery. He is becoming quite good at putting Sophia to sleep, though I assume she is smitten. William is another story."

They all laughed again as she made her way up the staircase, heading in the direction of her husband.

"Babies at Netherfield," Louisa sighed dreamily.

"You'll get yours soon enough, sister," Bingley grinned, and the party remaining, made their way to the party.