A/N- Thank you, reviewers. You all cheered me up so much. I'm really sorry about that confusing paragraph, I'll fix it soon. Denisedrm, if you read the chapters after the seventh I think you'll find them more appropriate according to the Regency era.

Elizabeth Bennet was standing at the window waiting for Mr Darcy. He was meant to arrive later that day, and she couldn't wait. Her eagerness to see him was driven equally by her immense affection that seemed to grow with each moment that passed, and by her desire to escape Lydia's constant whining.

John Lucas had begun spending all his days at Longbourn with Kitty, much to Mrs Bennet's delight. They meant to get married as soon as the arrangements could be completed, and then Mrs Bennet could boast that two of her daughters were married already. Ironically, it would be the two who she thought would probably die old maids, but she consoled herself with the thought that if her least worthy daughters had already caught husbands, surely Jane and Lydia would be wed very soon, and that Elizabeth too would probably find some sort of man to marry eventually.

Lydia was highly displeased by how things were working out. She could forgive Mary for her marriage, because she was certain that being Mrs Collins was a fate worse than death. But Kitty- Lydia had never really loved her sister, and she now despised her sister's happiness. All that the self centered girl could think of was that she had to stop Kitty's marriage under any circumstances. It was just as well that she, and the rest of the family, did not yet know of Lizzy's engagement.

Unaware and uncaring of her sister's feelings, Elizabeth awaited Mr Darcy's, and the rest of his family's arrival, even more so because Jane and Mr Bingley would arrive with them. Jane's engagement was as much of a secret as her own, and both the young men intended to obtain Mr Bennet's permission during the visit and get married as soon as possible. It was during Elizabeth's happy daydreams that she heard a shout.

'WHAT ON THE EARTH IS HAPPENING?'.

The voice was Kitty's.

Elizabeth ran out of her room and rushed to the parlor, where she had thought the voice was from. She had been under the impression that Kitty and John had been talking to one another but now she wondered what the matter could be. Kitty was not usually one to create a fuss over anything.

When she entered the parlor, breathless after running all the way, the scene that met her eyes was not one that she would have expected that would cause Kitty to be so upset. John Lucas was sitting on the sofa, looking very angry and just a bit desperate. Lydia sat next to him, looking a bit flushed and very pleased with herself. And Kitty looked... angry, yes, but also had an expression on that Lizzy had never seen on her baby sister's face before. As though something had been revealed, something that she could never forgive.

Elizabeth placed a hand on Kitty's shoulder, and gently asked her what the matter was.

'I'll tell you what the darn matter is!', yelled John Lucas, standing up to face Lizzy, his eyes never leaving Kitty.

'Have you had an argument?', she asked, wondering if Lydia had somehow caused a rift between the couple that had appeared to be so in love.

'Not yet, you interrupted it!', said Lydia gleefully.

'Lydia, stop being silly. Don't you love your sister at all?', she cried.

Lydia's eyes narrowed, and she sprung off the sofa, glaring at Lizzy.

'Do I love her? DO I LOVE HER? Have you thought to ask HER that question? Does she love me? Do you? Does anybody? How heartless can you all be? Jane is off having the pleasures of London, without giving any of us a second thought. And YOU! You are just back from Hunsford, and the self satisfied smile you are always wearing when you think no one is seeing- No one else might understand it but I do. YOU ARE HAPPY! You don't think of us anymore, all you care about is that you are going to marry and go away. Don't think I haven't guessed!'

Lizzy looked at her younger sister, unable to understand when the adorable little girl had turned into the monster she saw before her. Lydia took in a deep breath and went on.

'Mary cared about us. She married Mr Collins for our future. Does Kitty not care? How dare she get engaged before me this way. It's just not done. DOES ANY OF YOU CARE ABOUT YOUR SISTER? That I've known all my life that I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE TO HAVE THE MOST HAPPINESS. Kitty was meant to suck in some corner of my house, unnoticed, uncared for. She has no purpose but to keep me happy. How can she abandon the job like that? And How can you all let her?'

A smile suddenly overtook Lydia's features.

'But never mind.', she said softly, 'I've put it all right. I've kissed John. Kitty will hate him forever, and he will never marry her now. They might love each other, but they are never going to get married. Kitty will do what she's supposed to do now.'

Elizabeth stood before her sister, unable to believe what she had become. Her face wore an expression of shock, and memories flooded her mind. Memories of playing with baby Lydia. Memories of her sister's coming out. Memories of Lydia excitedly discussing balls and gossiping with Kitty. How had none of them noticed what she was?'

Mr and Mrs Bennet had entered the room, unnoticed till Mrs Bennet rushed forward to slap her youngest born.

'You... How dare you? I loved you. Kitty loved you. How could you be so... I have no words to describe you Lydia.', Mrs Bennet was trembling with rage, and her husband put his arm around her. She took in a deep breath and spoke quietly.

'Leave my house. Now. You are never welcome under this roof again.'

Lydia spun around to face Kitty.

'See what you have done now? It's all your fault! No one cares for ME because YOU have usurped my place. You will pay, Catherine Bennet, YOU WILL PAY.'

She lunged at Kitty, but John pulled his fiancee towards himself, hugging her protectively and whispering apologies and comforting endearments to her. Kitty was too shocked to say a word, tears dropping down her eyes.

'Leave. Now.', repeated Mrs Bennet.

'Do I have no right to this house?'

'Not any more.', said Elizabeth, her voice hard.

It was rustling of a gown that alerted the family to presence of visitors. Jane was back, along with Mr Bingley and the Darcys'.

Jane rushed forward to Kitty, trying to soothe her. Darcy moved to Elizabeth, holding her comfortingly. Anne moved to place a hand on Mrs Bennet's shoulder.

'Mrs Bennet. I understand this must be a tough time for you. Would it be horribly presumptuous were I to offer to have Lydia removed to Pemberley? She does not appear to mentally fit to me, and I know a physician who could help. He is a tenant, and he with his wife might help your daughter's recovery.'

'We couldn't presume upon your hospitality so...'

'Not at all. Lizzy is soon to be my daughter and I would be pleased to do anything for her sister.'

The family all looked at Elizabeth, who merely nodded.

Mr Bennet looked tired, defeated, when he gratefully accepted the offer and readily gave his permission to the suitors of his oldest two daughters.

A/N- Okay, I'm not really sure about this chapter. I'm half tempted to put it down and just post a happy ending without any of this tragedy, but I think it might be necessary. Lydia can't have a happy ending the way she is, but if I actually write the sequel, you'll get to see her sort of reformed. As much as possible for her, anyway.

I have an odd feeling you all are going to absolutely hate this, its so unlike the rest of the story. Anyway, I'll post it and let you throw rotten tomatoes at me if you wish so. I'd like to know how you liked or disliked this, so go ahead, get your tomatoes.