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Chapter 31

"I must say, brother, the change in Mr. Darcy is simply remarkable. He's smitten by those children as much as he is with his wife!" Louisa Hurst exclaimed upon entering the parlor behind her husband and brother as their guests were upstairs freshening up. "And dear Georgiana! What a change!"

"Is it a wonder? What man would not change under Elizabeth's influence? Tis nothing to my angel, but still."

Louisa laughed, "Your angel. I fear she has done no good for your already inflated ego! Best you not talk that way in front of her!" Louisa teased her baby brother, who feigned shock.

"I see how it is going to be. Ladies versus the men. I am prepared. I am ready!"

Louisa shook her head then her countenance turned serious. "Have you heard from Mrs. Wickham as of late."

"Of course, did you fear we would not?"

"No I feared that we would."

"She writes in her last letter-" Bingley stopped. "Wait. What?"

Louisa sighed, "Charles. She is single handedly responsible for so much unhappiness between our dearest friends, of you, and Jane. Why submit to her whims? She is married now, no matter the man, she is. And I would be glad to be rid of her."

Bingley stared at his sister after her speech. "We have already disowned her Louisa."

"And see where that got us? We only succeeded in humiliating Mr. Darcy. I cannot believe she would do such a thing. And to dear Georgiana. What could she think?"

Bingley was interrupted by Mr. Darcy entering the room. He walked to the divan and sat beside Bingley. "I do not know how she does it. Those children are wearing me out. I love them dearly. But how can one little girl make so much noise?" Darcy rubbed his temples, while the others watched amused. "And William. He is too quiet. I wish he would make noise. How can I have these conflicting wishes. I want one to be less noisy and one to be more? I have finally gone and lost my mind. If you should find it, please return it to me."

Louisa giggled. "Mr. Darcy, it can hardly be that bad. They are but almost two. Surely they will grow out of it."

Darcy nodded. "That is what my wife tells me. And though I do not wish them to grow anymore," he looked at Bingley, "they are becoming far to heavy when they jump on me in the morning as it is. Not Sophia, but William. I shall be glad when we can have the respite of them at least sleeping in a little later in the morning."

"And why would you want them to sleep in, Darc," Bingley teased. "Are you not an early riser yourself? Seems highly hypocritical of you."

Darcy blushed a crimson read, and the whole room laughed. "You wait Bingley, you wait until your angel gives you children of your own, and then I shall ask you."

"Mr. Darcy," Louisa's voice was soft and sincere. "If ever you require a respite with the children, while you are here, I would dearly love the practice."

He nodded his thanks, and his head fell back as he stared at the sky.

"How is Georgiana, Darc?"

He looked at Bingley. "Georgiana? She is well, why?"

"We have, that is, I have been worried of her as of late. Though she shows no signs of stress. I guess it natural for a young lady to be overwhelmed by all the sudden changes, and wondered if she was well."

Darcy frowned. "She has not mentioned anything. That is to say, I doubt she would have had time even if she wanted to. The children. Everything is so much busier. Perhaps," he looked to Mrs. Hurst, "my wife is fatigued by the journey and is resting, would you be willing to mind the children should they wake while I take my sister riding. I feel in dire need of my little sister's company."

"Of course. I should be delighted."

Darcy nodded his thanks, and left the room to find his sister to make their plans, leaving Bingley, and his siblings in the room behind him.

"Poor dear," Louisa was the first to speak. "He seems overwhelmed."

Mr. Hurst harrumphed his agreement and pointed to her increasing mid-section. "That better not be twins in there."

Louisa and Bingley could only laugh.

Mr. Darcy and his sister sat atop their horses looking out over the mount and valley, taking in the splendor and nature Hertfordshire had to offer.

"Georgiana?"

"Yes brother?" Georgiana looked at her elder brother with admiration.

"Are you happy?"

"Yes of course! Why should I not be."

Darcy dismounted and assisted his sister from hers. "Everything has changed considerably in this last month, not only in my life but yours as well. I had not spoken to you about any of it, to get your opinion. I am sorry. I never want you to feel inferior."

"I hardly feel inferior, brother."

"No," he paused. "Do you like Elizabeth? The children?"

"I love them brother. She is my sister, they my nephew and niece."

"I mean before they become thus."

"Of course. Elizabeth is all that is good in the world. She is charming and witty, and way better than all the attention you usually attract," she giggled and Darcy had to smile. "She will make an excellent Mistress of Pemberley, of that I am sure. And of your heart."

Darcy had to hide his reaction. Here was his little sister, all grown up before him. "When did you become so wise, dear one?" He wrapped his arms about her. "I fear I have made you grow up too fast."

The place she felt safest in the world growing up was in her brother's arms, it was even more so today. "You only do what is absolutely best for me Fitzwilliam. You are my hero."

He pushed back a wave of emotion as he just held his little sister, so happy that for once, everything seemed perfect.