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Chapter 1

t is a well-known fact, at least among mothers with daughters, that a rich young businessman must want a wife; whether he knows it or not.

Mr. Edward Bennet, president of Longborne Airways, was sitting in his office at Hertfordshire Regional Airport going over the fuel consumption reports when his secretary buzzed.

"Yes, Miss King?"

"Your wife is on line one, sir."

Mr. Bennet sighed a heavy sigh. Though he loved his wife, she could be, at times, most annoying. He thought once about forgetting she was on the line, but he knew she would just call back.

He pushed the speaker button. "Hello, my dear."

"Oh, Mr. Bennet, have you heard the news?!" Mrs. Bennet practically squealed.

"What news?"

"The news that Pemberly/Netherfield Airlines is looking to form an alliance with a small regional carrier in this area!"

"You don't say!" Mr. Bennet smiled. A representative from the PNA had already contacted him, but he would not spoil his wife's fun for anything.

"Yes, my dear, and guess what else?" She did not wait for him to reply. "The owners of the airline, Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy, are going to come for a visit. And they are both rich, SINGLE, young men."

"Well, I don't see how being single would help a man run an airline."

"Edward, you can be so exasperating at times. May I remind you that we have five unmarried daughters? Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could unload…that is wouldn't it be nice if two of them were to marry Bingley and Darcy? Just think of what a boost to our business that would be."

Mr. Bennet smiled again. The only time Mrs. Bennet took an interest in the business was when it would benefit her personal bank account.

"Edward, are you still there?"

"Yes, my dear."

"I think we should through a party for PNA. You know a kind of welcome to the area. We could invite the people from Lucas Hospitality, and Phillips Transport."

"Janet, I do not think that would be a good idea. It would appear that we are trying to sway their alliance towards Longborne."

"Well, of course, we want to sway their alliance towards us. We certainly don't want them going with anyone like Long Airways."

There was a tap at the door and then Elizabeth Bennet walked into her father's office.

"I'm sorry my dear, but there is someone here to see me. I'll have to ring off." Mr. Bennet put a finger to his lips so that Elizabeth would keep silent.

"All right. If you see Jane and Lizzy, tell them to call me. I keep calling their flat but all I get is that confusing answering machine. Dial 1 for Jane, dial 2 for Lizzy. I can't keep up with their new fangled machines." And with that, Mrs. Bennet hung up.

Mr. Bennet let out a deep breath, and then looked at his daughter.

"Lizzy, my love, your mother is from another time I think."

Lizzy laughed. "Yes, father, she does seem to have trouble with technology." They both laughed.

"Well, what can I do for you?"

Lizzy handed her father a letter. "We have had a response from PNA concerning our bid for their contract." Her father scanned the page quickly. After reading over the contents he looked at Lizzy and smiled.

"It seems we will be having a party after all."

Chapter 2

Charles Bingley looked anxiously out of the window as the Longborne Express plane touched down at Hertfordshire Airport. The countryside surrounding the airport was green and lush. Perhaps a weekend cottage in the country might be a nice acquisition he thought to himself.

He turned to look across the aisle at his friend and partner William Darcy. William was not at all interested in looking out the window. In fact, he had his head buried in the ever present paperwork, his mini tape-recorded paused in his hand.

"Darcy, have you looked out your window once the entire flight?"

Darcy started, "What? I'm sorry I didn't hear you. I was looking over the bid from Longborne."

"Never mind," said his friend turning back to look out at the countryside.

The plane came to a stop on the tarmac and the stewardess came on the loud speaker to announce their arrival. "Welcome to Hertfordshire Regional Airport. We hope you had a pleasant flight. Please fly with us again."

Charles unbuckled his seat belt and began to gather his belongings. From behind him, he heard his sister, Caroline, trying to get out of her seat.

"Ugh, I don't think I've ever had a worse flight in all my life. That pilot just couldn't seem to keep the plane still. And they don't even serve drinks."

"Caroline, the flight was only half an hour. And it wasn't the pilot's fault that the flight was rough, there is such a thing as turbulence."

"Well, perhaps someone should teach him to fly above or around the turbulence." She stood up and promptly bumped her head. "You can't even stand up straight."

Charles just rolled his eyes and picked up his carry-on case. William had put everything back into his attaché case and was waiting for Caroline to pass by him.

"William, darling, I'm sure you will agree with me that this was an awful flight. Perhaps you can convince my brother to give up this crazy idea of contracting with some unknown carrier to reach this raw country."

"Caroline, perhaps if you had taken the time to look up from your trashy novel and look out the window, you would have seen how beautiful this area is. I think we will find a good market into Hertfordshire." Charles didn't wait for his sister to reply. He walked down the aisle and exited the aircraft.

Caroline looked to William for support, but he simply motioned for her to follow her brother.

As he stepped out of the aircraft, he looked around the facility. He pulled his tape recorder out and began making comments. "Tarmac in good condition. Terminal building is small but clean, well built. Service vehicles well maintained."

"Darcy! You've got to see this!" Charles came from the other side of the plane. "There are houses nestled in the hills. Very picturesque."

"Bingley, I did not come here to view the countryside. We are here on business." And to himself, The sooner we complete it the better.

"Actually, I thought we might spend a few weeks here. You know, sort of a mini vacation after business is concluded."

William just shook his head and walked towards the terminal building.

Unknown to the two gentleman, two young women in a second story office were watching them.

"Aren't they handsome, Lizzy." Jane Bennet the oldest of the Bennet girls held the curtain back. "Which do you like the best?"

"The tall dark one I think, although he doesn't smile much does he."

"No. I like the other man. He appears to have a happy disposition." Jane left the window and sat down at her desk. "Which is which? Do you know?"

"No. I requested a copy of their yearly report, but unfortunately it hasn't come yet. There are usually pictures in it."

The phone rang and Jane pushed the speaker button. "Yes, Mary."

"Jane, I have a lady here who just came in from London. She wants to lodge a complaint against our pilot. She says that the pilot deliberately flew through turbulence."

Lizzy and Jane exchanged amused looks.

"I'll be right down, Mary," said Lizzy and Jane hung up. "Well I guess I'll just have to suggest to Denny that he go the long way next time."

"Oh, Lizzy," said Jane and the both laughed.

Chapter 3

Posted on June 5, 1998

Lizzy walked through the glass doors leading from the stairwell to the main level of the terminal. Even though she was a little way away from the Longborne counter, she could hear someone making a ruckus.

"I have never been on a worse flight that yours. No drinks! No smoking! And a rough ride as well."

"Miss, I can sympathize with your complaints, and if you could just wait a few minutes, our Station Manager will be here to speak with you." Mary was trying to quiet the woman down with little success.

Lizzy slipped behind the counter. "Good day, I am Elizabeth Bennet, station manager for Longborne, how may I help you?"

Caroline turned haughtily towards Lizzy; "I was just explaining to this girl what a terrible flight we have had."

"Yes, Mary explained that you were dissatisfied. I'm sorry your flight was not enjoyable. Due to the length of the flight we would not have sufficient time to serve refreshments and smoking as you may not know is not permitted on flights lasting less than two hours."

"Perhaps," said Caroline, "but that does not make up for the roughness of the flight. I declare I have never been so bounced about in my life."

"Well, Miss…" started Lizzy.

"Bingley, Caroline Bingley."

Lizzy groaned inwardly. Great, she thought, we've probably ruined our chances of getting the PNA contract. "Well, Miss Bingley, as I'm sure you are aware, being in the industry yourself, turbulence is most times unavoidable, especially on a short flight. Captain Denny would have had to travel hours out of the way to avoid it."

"I am not "in the industry" as you say. I am simply accompanying my brother on this trip and believe me, I will make sure that he takes this incident into consideration before signing anything"

With a toss of her hair, Caroline spun around on her four-inch heels and stomped away.

Lizzy let out a deep sigh and looked at Mary. "If the brother is anything like her, I'm not sure we want their business." She watched Caroline disappear into the crowd. "How are bookings looking for the next couple of days?"

"We're about seventy percent full. Early mornings and late afternoons are pretty well booked up."

"Good. PNA will undoubtedly want to see our bookings for the next couple of weeks." Lizzy was about to go into the office when she heard someone call her name.

"Elizabeth!" Lizzy turned in the direction of the voice.

"Charlotte! I thought you were on vacation. When did you get back?" Lizzy embraced her friend.

"I got back first thing this morning."

"I want to hear all about it. How about we meet for lunch? Is 12:30 ok?"

"Sounds great. I'll save us a table in the café." Charlotte walked away and Lizzy went into the office.

At 12:30 they met in the Lucas Café. Charlotte's father was president of Lucas Hospitality, which ran all the concessions in the airport. Charlotte and her younger sister Mariah worked as managers to the two restaurants and three gift shops. He also owned the biggest inn in Meryton, the closest village to the airport.

After ordering salads, the two women talked about Charlotte's recent trip to Scotland. She was just talking about getting stuck on a round about when a waiter appeared to let Charlotte know there was a phone call for her.

"I'll be right back Lizzy."

Lizzy leaned back in her chair and looked out the window. Instead of looking out over the airfield, Mr. Lucas had chosen to have the Café's windows face the countryside. Lizzy let her eyes move slowly over the green hills. Every now and then she could see sheep on the higher hills.

The waiter had just delivered their order, when she heard a familiar voice.

"Charles, I can't believe you dragged William and I back to this place for lunch. We could have had a nice quiet lunch at the hotel."

Lizzy glanced over at the table where Miss Bingley sat. The two men that she and Jane had seen that morning were sitting with her.

"Caroline, if PNA is going to do business here, I want to know what our customers are going to experience. Besides, I think the Café is quaint."

Caroline turned to the other man and purred, "William, surely you agree with me. Don't you think lunch at the hotel would have been more intimate." Caroline laid a hand seductively on Darcy's arm.

"Intimate? With the three of us?" Darcy disengaged his arm from Caroline.

"Caroline," began Bingley, "we are not in London. You can not expect the same atmosphere. This is the country, you must allow for differences."

"Well, if rudeness and laziness make up country manners, I'd rather stay in London."

I wish you had, thought William. "Charles, have you had a chance to look over the information the Longborne sent us?"

"Yes, I've read over their financial statements and this morning I read their annual report."

"What did you think?"

"If you're going to talk business, I'm going to get some cigarettes." Caroline excused herself and went off in search of the gift shop.

"Everything looks good." Charles grinned, "Especially the two eldest daughters."

"What?" William looked up from his salad.

"The picture in the annual. The eldest Miss Bennet is absolutely beautiful."

"Bingley, are you telling me you would sign a contract with Longborne simply because Miss Bennet is pretty?"

"Of course not. But it certainly makes the experience more enjoyable." Charles looked around the café. He noticed Elizabeth sitting by herself. "Darcy," he said in a low voice, "I believe that young lady at the table by the window is Elizabeth Bennet."

Darcy looked around until he located Lizzy. "What of it?"

"She's even prettier than her picture, don't you think?"

Darcy looked again. "She's somewhat attractive." He returned his attention to his lunch. "But I am not looking to form any attachments here. This is business."

Charles laughed. "Darcy, when will you ever learn that you can't think of everything as business. You've got to live."

"And we have a two o'clock meeting with the Bennets. Are you finished? We should find your sister. I'd like to take a look around the terminal before the meeting."

Charles just shook his head and caught the waiter's attention to get the bill.

"Elizabeth, sorry I took so long." Charlotte had returned to the table to find her friend looking very unsettled. "Lizzy, are you unwell?"

"I am quite well, just seriously annoyed." She took a deep breath. "Charlotte, have you heard about PNA coming to Hertfordshire?"

"Of course I have. Remember, my mother and your mother talk nearly every day."

Lizzy continued, "Do you see the two gentlemen standing at the door?"

"Yes."

"That's PNA. Charles Bingley's the one paying. The other man is William Darcy."

"Very handsome."

"Mr. Bingley perhaps. But wait until I tell you what I just overheard."

Lizzy explained the gist of the gentlemen's conversation.

"Oh, Lizzy, I'm sure Mr. Darcy didn't know you could hear them."

"I believe he'd have said it anyway." Lizzy sighed. "Well, at least they are only here for a few days."

"My father is having a cocktail party on Saturday at the inn. I hope you can make it."

"Sounds wonderful. We'll be there. We haven't had many parties lately."

"No, much to my mother's disappointment. However, I believe the reason for this party just walked out of here."

"You mean the party is for them?" Lizzy rolled her eyes.

"Now, Lizzy, you've already said you'd come and I won't let you back out. Besides there will be plenty of other people there.

The two women finished their meal and were walking out when they ran into Caroline Bingley. She was obviously looking for her brother and Mr. Darcy.

"May we help you?" offered Charlotte.

"I doubt it," snapped Caroline.

"If you are looking for Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy, I believe they walked towards the transportation desk," said Lizzy.

Without a thank you Caroline headed in the direction Lizzy indicated.

"Nice lady," said Charlotte, laughing.

"Oh, wait until I tell you about the scene she made this morning." The two women walked out of the restaurant laughing.

Chapter 4

Edward Bennet sat at the head of the conference table, Lizzy on his left, Jane on his right. There were papers spread out in front of them.

"I think their offer is very generous," said Jane.

"Monetarily, yes it is," said Lizzy. "I'm a little concerned about their 'suggested changes'."

"Me, too," said Mr. Bennet. "But I guess we'll have to wait until they get here to know what changes they suggest."

For a few more minutes they continued to go over the PNA offer. Miss King interrupted them.

"Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley are here, sir."

"Please show them in, Miss King." The young secretary left and returned in a moment with the two gentlemen.

Mr. Bennet stood to greet them. "How do you do, Mr. Darcy, Mr. Bingley." He shook hands with each of them. "May I introduce my daughters. Jane is Vice President and does our advertising and Elizabeth is the Station Manager."

Mr. Bingley smiled warmly at them while Darcy simply nodded.

"Would you like some tea or perhaps coffee?"

"No thank you, Mr. Bennet," said Charles. "We've just enjoyed lunch in the Café downstairs. A delightful place."

Mr. Bennet motioned for them to sit down. Mr. Darcy placed a small tape-recorded on the table and pushed the record button.

Lizzy and Jane looked at each other and they back at the two gentlemen. Charles, seeing their questioning looks, explained.

"We did not bring our secretary, and Mr. Darcy likes to have transcript of important meetings."

"I'm sure our Miss King would be happy to take a transcript for you," offered Jane.

Before Charles could respond, William spoke up. "Thank you. But I would prefer to use the tape recorder. I can trust it."

Lizzy's eyes flashed and she would have said something but her father laid a hand on her arm. Charles looked somewhat embarrassed, but a little smile from Jane comforted him.

"Well," said Mr. Bennet. "Shall we begin? Your offer is very generous indeed, but we are most curious as to your suggested changes."

"Please understand, Mr. Bennet," began Charles, "we did not mean to imply that there is anything wrong with Longborne Airways."

"We were alluding to a few small things that could not escape our notice," said William. He pulled some papers out of his case and passed one to Mr. Bennet. Lizzy and Jane leaned in to read as well.

"Your flight attendant was not, I believe, dressed in a proper uniform."

Lizzy looked up at Jane and mouthed the word "Lydia."

"I would not think short mini skirts and low cut blouses are the standard uniform."

"You may be assured they are not, Mr. Darcy," said Mr. Bennet. "Please continue."

Darcy read down the list, most of which were more or less little things easily corrected. The meeting was concluded when Mr. Bennet, Jane, Darcy and Bingley signed on the dotted line, making the alliance official.

"One last thing," said Lizzy. "We asked for a copy of your annual report, but have not received it yet. Is there a problem?"

Jane looked at Lizzy with wide eyes. She could tell that Lizzy was still upset about William's earlier comments.

"Oh yes," said William. "I have a copy at the hotel. I'll have it sent over for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy," said Lizzy icily.

As they all stood to leave, Mr. Bennet once again extended his hand to the gentlemen. "It's been a pleasure. We are looking forward to doing business with you."

Charles, after shaking hands with Mr. Bennet and Lizzy, turned to Jane. "We will be having a dinner in London to announce the alliance. I hope all of you will be able to attend." He was speaking to them all but looking at Jane.

"Thank you, Mr. Bingley, we would be very happy to attend." Jane smiled.

"Please," Charles said, "now that the official stuff is over, please call me Charles."

"Of course. Then you must call me Jane." The two of them stood looking at one another for a few moments until Darcy cleared his throat.

"I believe it is time for us to go, Charles."

"We will see you at Mr. Lucas' party, will we not?" said Mr. Bennet.

"Yes, we have accepted his kind invitation and look forward to seeing all of you there," responded Mr. Bingley. With a last look at Jane, he followed Darcy out of the room.

Well, at least Jane will enjoy the party, thought Lizzy.

Chapter 5

William Darcy stepped out of the car in front of the Lucas home. Caroline got out of the car and took his arm.

"Do you think we will be safe here, William?" she whispered. "I can't believe my brother actually accepted this Lucas' invitation. What must he have been thinking?"

"It's good business, Caroline." He was trying to think of a way to escape her clutches for the evening.

The three of them made their way up the steps to the front door. William Lucas and his wife were standing inside greeting guests as they arrived.

"Welcome, Mr. Bingley! Welcome, Mr. Darcy! And who does this stunning creature belong to?" exclaimed Mr. Lucas as they walked in.

"Mr. & Mrs. Lucas, may I present my sister, Caroline," said Charles. "She has traveled with us to take a look at your beautiful countryside."

Caroline looked like she was about to explode, but she kept enough control of herself to respond civilly to the couple. They continued to talk to her, and this gave William a chance to get away.

He walked about the room, speaking to no one. He was watching Mr. Bennet and his family arrive when Caroline caught up with him.

"William, darling, you were terrible to leave me with those Lucas people. I had an awful time getting away."

Darcy barely acknowledged her comment. He was watching as Mr. & he assumed Mrs. Bennet entered. Behind them came Jane, Elizabeth, and three other girls. He recognized two of them. One was the inappropriately dressed flight attendant and the other was the young lady from the ticket counter. Jane and Elizabeth greeted Mr. & Mrs. Lucas warmly. The other three passed them. The floozy, (as Darcy called her in his mind), and the unknown girl went right over to a group of men. Darcy recognized one of them as the pilot from their flight. The girl from the ticket counter moved in the direction of the piano.

"William?" Caroline once again interrupted his thoughts. "Would you be a darling and find me a drink? I hope these people can mix a decent drink."

Grateful for the chance to leave Caroline, Darcy quickly agreed.

"Don't take too long!" she cooed.

Charles had been watching the Bennet's arrival as well. He waited as long as he could and made his way over to Jane. She was standing with her mother.

"Miss…Jane, it is delightful to see you again."

Thank you, Charles. May I introduce you to my mother, Janet Bennet."

Charles shook Mrs. Bennet's hand warmly, "It is a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Bennet."

"Oh, Mr. Bingley, it is an absolute joy to meet you," Mrs. Bennet gushed. "We're all so thrilled about the PNA Longborne merger."

"Mama," said Jane, "it is not a merger. It is an alliance." Jane and Lizzy had tried to explain the deal to Mrs. Bennet, but the woman simply did not understand business.

"We at PNA are very excited about it as well."

Mrs. Bennet continued fawning over Mr. Bingley for a few more minutes.

When she finally stopped to draw a breath, Charles spoke up, "Jane, may I get you a drink?"

She smiled, said yes, and told him what she would like.

After he walked away, Mrs. Bennet began exclaiming about him. His looks, his money, his manners, his money, the possibility of his marrying Jane, his money.

Jane could stand no more, and as Mrs. Bennet would not be quiet, she moved away in search of Charles.

Charles found the bar about the same time Darcy did. William was trying to remember what it was that Caroline drank when Charles walked up.

"Well, Darcy, are you enjoying the party?"

William just glared at him.

"Don't tell me you're bored all ready," exclaimed Charles. "It usually takes you at least an hour."

"Charles, you know that I'm not comfortable around strangers. I never know what to talk about."

"William, you amaze me. You know the Bennets, at least Jane and Elizabeth." Charles sighed. "Most of these people here work in the airline industry. Begin with that."

Darcy just shook his head slowly.

"Well, I'm not going to stalk around like I don't speak the language," said Charles. "I have been talking to a beautiful woman and I don't intend to waste time with you and your moods."

Darcy watched as Charles made his way over to Jane. He handed her a drink and the two of them walked off together.

William was trying to find Caroline to give her her drink, when he noticed Elizabeth Bennet talking with another young woman. They were having a lively conversation. He was about to turn away when they burst into hysterical laughter. He could not help but notice Elizabeth's eyes. They were alive and full of delight. He could not help but staring at her.

"Penny for your thoughts." William almost dropped the drinks he was holding. He had not noticed Caroline coming up behind him. "No, let me read your mind. You are thinking how awful it would be to spend many evenings in such a company as this."

"Not at all," he replied. "I was just thinking how a woman's eyes can light up a room."

"And who has turned the lights on here?"

"Miss Elizabeth Bennet."

"I am all astonishment," said Caroline. "Is it a private engagement, or may I spread the good news?"

"Really, Caroline. I was simply noticing a pretty woman." William thrust her drink into her hand and walked away.

Caroline tried not to show the discomposure she was feeling. He can't, she thought, he just can't be interested in that Bennet girl, she's so plain, so unsophisticated. Caroline's eyes narrowed as she looked at Elizabeth.

Chapter 6

Posted on June 11, 1998

Lizzy had not been looking forward to the cocktail party, but now that she was here it wasn't so bad. She had spent much of the time talking with Charlotte, something the two women didn't get to do as much as they liked.

But Charlotte had been called away by one of the hired waiters to find something, so Lizzy walked off in search of Jane. She found her sitting in a secluded corner talking with Charles Bingley. They seemed deep in conversation, so she left before they noticed her.

She was about to join a group of friends when she heard her mother's voice.

"Oh, yes. He is very rich. And he seems quite taken with Jane. It would be a wonderful boost to our business if they were to marry."

Her mother was talking to Mrs. Phillips in a rather loud voice. Lizzy cringed and looked about to see if anyone else could hear them. She was alarmed to see that Mr. Darcy was standing close by. He did not appear to have heard the conversation, but something in his countenance told Lizzy that he was not enjoying the party.

"And you know," continued Mrs. Bennet, "if Jane were to move to London, that would give my other daughters plenty of opportunities to find husbands."

Lizzy watched in horror as Darcy started, regained his composure and looked slowly around until his eyes rested on Mrs. Bennet and Mrs. Phillips. The look in his eyes showed his disgust. He finally walked away.

Lizzy was glad that they had already signed the alliance papers. She felt sure that after listening to her mother's comments, Mr. Darcy would have pulled out of the deal.

What a disagreeable man, thought Lizzy, and his friend is so pleasant. Her eyes drifted over to where Jane and Charles sat talking. It was obvious that they were enjoying themselves. She was surprised to see Miss Bingley join them. Caroline sat down next to Jane and joined in their conversation. It appeared that Charles' sister was trying to be pleasant.

Lizzy looked at her watch, wondering when this party would ever end.

Chapter 7

Lizzy and Mary stood at the ticket counter going over the bookings for the day, when Jane came walking up.

"Good morning, you two. Did you enjoy the party last night?"

"Not especially," said Lizzy. She looked at Jane's smile. "It's pretty obvious that you did."

"Oh, Lizzy! I had the most wonderful time. Charles is so interesting to talk to. He's been so many places and done so many things. I could have talked to him all night."

"Jane, you did talk to him all night. From the time he arrived until the party was over neither of you talked to anyone else," Lizzy teased.

"You know what I mean," said Jane. "And his sister. She was very nice, too."

"Really," exclaimed Lizzy, "did he bring two sisters with him. The one I met was rude and self absorbed."

"Now Lizzy, Caroline is not used to flying on smaller airplanes. She was just having a bad morning. I am sure she is much improved after a nights sleep."

"I'll believe that when I see it."

A messenger from the Meryton Inn interrupted them. He handed Jane a small envelope. She quickly opened the letter and scanned the page.

"It is from Caroline. She asks if I would join her for lunch. It appears that her brother and Mr. Darcy are much involved in their business transactions and have left her alone for the day."

"Translated - she's bored and you're the only other person she knows here."

"I'm sure that's not the case. There are plenty of things to do in Meryton."

"Well, the schedule is clear for the entire afternoon so feel free to go. Shall I call for a taxi for you?"

"Oh no. I wouldn't want to bother one of them with such a short trip. I can walk over."

"Walk! Jane it is rather cool today and it could rain at any moment."

"I will be fine." Seeing Lizzy about to protest again, she said, "Don't worry. I promise I'll wear my raincoat and take an umbrella. Ok?"

"Ok. But promise that if it's raining when you get ready to come back, that you'll call a taxi."

"I promise, little sister." Jane left to get her purse from her office.

Fifteen minutes later, Lizzy was sitting in her office when she heard a tremendous crash of thunder. She jumped up and ran out to the counter. One look out the large windows at the front of the terminal confirmed her fears. It was raining very hard and what was worse, it was a blowing rain.

Oh dear, she thought, Jane would not have made it to the Inn yet. She'll be soaked through. The rest of the afternoon, Lizzy could not stop wondering about Jane.

It was late when she began to gather her things to leave. She was just about to walk out of the door when her phone rang. She practically ran to pick it up.

"Hello, Jane?"

"Miss Bennet? This is Charles Bingley. I'm glad I caught you before you left. I'm afraid that your sister is quite ill."

"Oh, no!" cried Lizzy, "how serious is it?"

"I beg your pardon, Miss Bennet. I didn't mean to alarm you. Jane got very wet this afternoon and is now somewhat feverish. She also has a headache. The hotel physician suggested that she go to bed immediately."

"Yes, of course."

Before Lizzy could continue, Charles said, "We have made her comfortable in the spare room of our suite. Jane asked me to call you so you would not worry. She's sleeping right now or I would let her talk to you."

"Thank you Mr. Bingley. I am very grateful for your care and concern for Jane."

"Nonsense. I'm only too happy to help." There was a short silence.

"Well," he said, "I'm sure you want to get home yourself. Please be careful driving home. The roads are quite flooded. I'll ring you in the morning to let you know how your sister is doing."

"Thank you again Mr. Bingley. Good night."

"Good night, Miss Bennet."

Lizzy hung up the phone feeling a little relieved. She was concerned about Jane, but she was comforted to know that she was in such good hands.

Chapter 8

Lizzy woke the next morning to sunshine streaming though her bedroom window. She didn't have to be at the airport today and she was contemplating going back to sleep when the phone rang.

"Hello"

"Good morning, Miss Bennet. I hope I did not wake you," Charles Bingley's voice came over the wire.

"Good morning Mr. Bingley. How is Jane?"

"Still feeling pretty bad I'm afraid. The hotel physician is with her now."

"Mr. Bingley, would it be inconvenient for me to come over? I'd like to bring Jane a few things and see her."

"Miss Bennet, I was hoping you would. I'm sure seeing you will make her feel much better. Shall I send our car for you?"

"Oh, no. I do not wish to be any trouble. I have my bike. I should be there within the hour."

Lizzy hung up the phone and got out of bed. She quickly dressed in shorts and a tank top, gathered a nightgown and a few things for Jane and headed out the door.

It was a glorious morning. All that was left from yesterday's storm were the puddles. Lizzy biked her way from the flat through the streets of Meryton to the Inn. The streets of Meryton had not been paved in order to keep the "old world" flavor. So by the time that Lizzy reached the Inn, she had ridden through enough puddles to make her quite muddy. She regretted not bringing a towel to clean off with, but she had been too concerned about Jane to remember one.

Oh, well, she thought, Jane won't care.

After securing her bike, Lizzy unstrapped the bag and headed into the Inn. She would have stopped at the counter to ask the suite number, but she heard her name called and saw Charles Bingley coming towards her.

"Miss Bennet. Glad you could get here so fast. Please come join us for a cup of tea." He had taken her arm and was leading her over to a table where Mr. Darcy and Miss Bingley were eating breakfast.

Mr. Darcy stood up as she approached. "Good morning, Miss Bennet."

"Good morning, Mr. Darcy. Good morning, Miss Bingley."

Miss Bingley hardly acknowledged her greeting. She was too busy being astonished at Lizzy's appearance.

Mr. Bingley began to draw up a chair for Lizzy, but she declined his offer.

"If you don't mind, Mr. Bingley, I would really like to see Jane."

"Of course. Follow me, I will take you to her. But you must allow me to have something sent up for you. I'm sure you have not had time to eat." Charles and Lizzy left the dining room.

"Well, William. Can you believe that anyone would appear in such a state? I am sure you saw how dirty she was. She must have ridden through every mud hole in Meryton." She stopped to see what effect her comments had on him. He did not appear to take any interest. So she continued, "I am sure you do not approve of such behavior. I always think that exercise does nothing more than dull a woman's features, especially the eyes."

"I think Miss Bennet has proved you wrong, Caroline. Her eyes were much brightened by the exercise."

Caroline was surprised by his response. She could not think of anything else to say, so she lit a cigarette and puffed away, while thinking of how she could lower Elizabeth Bennet in William's eyes.

Chapter 9

Posted on Tuesday, 16 June 1998

Lizzy sat on the edge of Jane's bed. Jane woke slowly and smiled a little when she saw Lizzy.

"How are you feeling?" asked Lizzy.

"Terrible," said Jane. "Where am I?"

"At the Inn." Jane looked puzzled. "In Mr. Bingley's spare room."

"Oh." She glanced around the room. "Is he here?"

"He is downstairs having breakfast. He said he would come up in a little while and see how you were." Lizzy walked over to the bag she had brought. Holding up Jane's nightgown she asked, "would you like to change into this? You might be more comfortable."

"Yes, I need to use the bathroom anyway." Jane crawled out of the bed, took the nightgown and dragged herself into the bathroom. She reappeared a short time later and fell back into bed.

"Can I get you anything? Mr. Bingley had some breakfast sent up. How about a cup of tea?"

"I'll try a little tea."

Lizzy fixed the cup and handed it to Jane.

"Lizzy, when did you get here?"

"About half an hour ago. Mr. Bingley called to let me know how you were doing and I asked if I could come and see you and here I am."

"I'm glad. Charles is very sweet, and William is quite gentlemanly, but I don't think Caroline deals well with sick people. She came in to see me last night and all she could talk about was how she hated to be sick herself." Jane paused as Lizzy raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure she was trying to be helpful."

"I'm sure," said Lizzy sarcastically.

"Now, Lizzy," Jane was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Lizzy went and opened the door just a little. She turned around and mouthed the word "Charles" then opened the door fully. Charles came into the room and stood next to Jane's bed.

"Jane, how are you feeling? Have you been able to eat something?"

"I have had a little tea and it seems to be helping. I don't feel quite as chilled."

"Good, good. I hope you are keeping warm. Shall I turn the heat up? Can I get you another blanket?" Charles looked ready to set the room on fire if would help Jane. Lizzy was standing behind him, so he could not see her smiling.

"No, thank you Charles. I'm comfortable for now. I feel better with Lizzy here." She smiled at her sister.

"Then Miss Bennet should stay until you are well." He turned to Lizzy. "As you see, there are two beds in here. You're very welcome to stay."

"I wouldn't want to inconvenience you and…"Lizzy began.

"It would be a pleasure!" Charles beamed. "Make yourself at home."

"Thank you Mr. Bingley."

"Please, call me Charles and may I call you Elizabeth?"

"Of course, Mr…I mean Charles." Lizzy smiled warmly at him.

"Well, I'm afraid I must leave you. I have an appointment with a realtor." He noticed their wondering looks. He explained, "I'm thinking of getting a cottage in this area. Sort of a weekend retreat."

"What a wonderful idea, Charles," said Lizzy enthusiastically. "There are many beautiful spots in Hertfordshire. Are Miss Bingley and Mr. Darcy going with you?"

"No, Darcy has work to do and Caroline isn't really interested in looking at houses, so I shall be all alone."

"Well, since Jane needs rest, I would be happy to accompany you. I don't know much about renting a cottage, but I do know Hertfordshire."

"That's an understatement," said Jane weakly, "Lizzy has probably ridden her bike over every inch of this county."

"I should be very happy to have your company," said Charles. "Let me ring the agent and tell him we'll be a few minutes late."

"Could you make it more like half an hour?" Lizzy indicated her muddy state. "I'd like to jump in the shower so I'm a bit more presentable."

"Not a problem." He started out of the room, then turned around, "I'll see if Caroline has something you could wear."

After he walked out of the room, Lizzy looked at Jane and rolled her eyes. "I don't think that Caroline and I have the same taste." With a laugh, she turned and went into the bathroom.

Chapter 10

Lizzy stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She gave her hair a quick towel dry and ran her fingers through it. That'll have to do, she thought, now let's see what Caroline has for me.

She opened the door of the bathroom and started into the room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw William Darcy standing in the room. He had some clothes in his hands.

For moment neither one of them said a thing. Finally, with an arched eyebrow, Lizzy asked, "Do you often sneak around a lady's bedroom, Mr. Darcy?"

He flushed. "Forgive me Miss Bennet, Charles asked me to bring these in for you. I knocked but no one answered. I assumed Jane was asleep and that you were still in the shower. I thought I would just leave them on the bed."

Lizzy smiled slightly as she thought how handsome he was when he was flustered. If only he weren't so snobby, she thought.

William smiled back as he noticed how beautiful she looked with wet hair and pink cheeks. If only her family wasn't so obnoxious.

Lizzy remembered that she was only wearing a towel. The smile left her face and she said, rather icily, "Mr. Darcy, if you would excuse me. I believe Mr. Bingley is waiting for me."

He looked puzzled.

"I am to accompany him on his trip with the realty agent," she explained.

"I see," he said. "Then I shall leave you." He gave sort of a small bow and left the room.

As the door closed, Lizzy wondered why someone like Charles could get along so well with someone like William Darcy.

Darcy stood on the other side of the door wishing Elizabeth Bennet wasn't so captivating.

Chapter 11

Posted on Wednesday, 17 June 1998

In less than her allotted half hour, Lizzy joined Mr. Bingley in the sitting room of the suite. When she came in he stood and gave her a smile. "Well, Elizabeth, I see the clothes fit you quite well."

"Yes. Please be sure to thank Miss Bingley for lending them to me."

"Oh, they are not Caroline's." Bingley looked a little nervous. "She did not have anything that I thought you would be…" he searched for words, "…comfortable in. William had bought that outfit for his sister and he thought you were about the same size."

"When I see him next, I must offer to pay him for the clothes so he may purchase something else for his sister," said Lizzy, a little unnerved.

"You will see him in a few moments. He has decided to join us for our little excursion."

Now Lizzy was really agitated. It was bad enough that she was wearing clothes meant for Miss Darcy, but now she was to spend the day with Mr. Darcy himself.

One of the other doors opened and Darcy walked in.

Lizzy figured she might as well get the thanking over with. "Mr. Darcy, thank you for lending me these clothes. I hope you will let me repay you."

Darcy looked uncomfortable as he replied, "Please, Miss Bennet, you do not need to repay me. I shall choose something else for Georgianna."

"I'm sorry to have caused so much trouble," she said quietly.

"It is no trouble," Darcy said. And seeing how much Lizzy wanted to do something, he added, "Perhaps you would be so kind as to help me choose something else for my sister."

"I would be delighted. There are many shops in town. I'm sure we could find something special for Miss Darcy."

"If the two of you are ready, I guess we can be off," said Bingley.

A few minutes after the three of them had left the room, Caroline came out of her bedroom.

Seeing no one in the room, she called out, "Charles? Where are you?"

Charles' door was open so she could see his room was empty. She smiled as she remembered that Charles was out looking at cottages. And he had actually taken Elizabeth Bennet with him. What help could she be, she thought. She knocked softly on Darcy's door.

"William, are you in there?" She waited a moment and then opened the door and went into his room. Everything neat and in it's place, she thought, not chaotic and messy like Charles. She walked over to the desk. Next to William's laptop there were two pictures, one of his parents and one of him and Georgianna.

Caroline walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. "William Darcy why can't you see what you're missing," she sighed. "We would be so good together. Me with my taste and good looks and you with all that money. We'd be the perfect couple."

Chapter 12

It was close to dinnertime when Charles, William and Lizzy returned. When they walked into the hotel suite, they found an angry Caroline Bingley waiting for them. Their smiles disappeared.

"Where have you been?" she cried. "I've been here all day by myself."

"We're sorry Caroline," said Charles, "We have been touring Meryton."

"Yes, please forgive us, we lost track of time," said Darcy.

"I'm afraid it is all my fault, Miss Bingley," said Lizzy. "I wanted to show Charles and Mr. Darcy a particular view of the village and it took longer that I expected."

Caroline glared at Lizzy and then turned to William. "It was very naughty of you to leave me so long, William," she said possessively. Darcy walked to the window and looked out, but not before Lizzy saw him roll his eyes.

"Caroline, we will be eating dinner in about twenty minutes. Why don't you go and freshen up," Charles suggested.

"I assume," she said haughtily, looking at Lizzy, "dress is casual."

"Yes, Lizzy has suggested we dine at one of the local places."

"How charming," Caroline said under her breath as she walked into her room.

"I think I'll check on Jane." Lizzy started to walk out, but stopped and turned around. "Thank you, Charles. Thank you, Mr. Darcy. I thoroughly enjoyed giving you the grand tour." She turned again to leave.

"Miss Bennet," said Darcy. Lizzy stopped and looked at him. "May I ask why you call Mr. Bingley, Charles, yet you continue to call me, Mr. Darcy."

Lizzy's eyes twinkled mischievously and she answered, "Very simply, Mr. Darcy, because you have not asked me to call you anything else!" And she left the room.

Darcy smiled as he watched her disappear through the doorway.

Charles watched his friend for a minute. "Well, Darcy, I don't know about you but I had a very pleasant day. I only wish Jane could have joined us."

"Yes, Charles, it was most enjoyable." William turned once again to look out of the window.

Chapter 13

Posted on Wednesday, 24 June 1998

Jane was feeling much better after a day spent in bed. She felt well enough to join the others for dinner.

Lizzy had chosen a local pub that was out of the way. It was more for the locals than for the tourist crowd. The gentlemen, much to Caroline's horror, asked Jane and Lizzy to order for them all.

"Charles," Jane said, after the waiter left, "did you see any houses you liked?"

"I liked them all," exclaimed Charles, "that was the problem. But there was one in particular that I liked very much."

"Which one?"

"It's about three miles out of Meryton, to the north."

"You know the house, Jane." Lizzy joined their conversation. "We've biked there several times."

"Oh yes, the cottage with the beautiful garden behind it."

"The very one," said Charles, "and I wish you could have been with us Jane, the roses were beautiful."

"Charles, you're not serious about purchasing a cottage here are you?" Caroline broke into the conversation. "What on earth could possibly interest you here?"

Luckily the waiter interrupted them, or everyone may have seen the color that rose to Bingley's cheeks.

Lizzy had to stifle a laugh, as Caroline gaped at the plate set before her. The food was simple but hearty. Charles, William, and Lizzy were starving so they quickly attacked their food. Jane, having eaten little over the last day and a half, also dug in. They all tried to ignore Caroline as she picked at and pushed food around her plate.

After about forty-five minutes, Charles leaned back from the table

"Lizzy, that's twice today that you have overwhelmed me," he exclaimed, leaning back from his empty plate. "I can't remember when I've had a better meal. Can you William?"

"No, Charles. Miss Bennet has chosen well indeed."

"I'm glad you liked it. This is one of Jane's favorite places." Lizzy smiled as Charles turned to Jane. The two of them began speaking to one another in low tones.

"Miss Bingley," said Lizzy, "how did you like the meal?"

"It's a much heavier meal than I usually like to eat," Caroline scowled "You know, Miss Bennet, we girls have to be careful what we eat. Heavy food like this puts the pounds on so quickly."

"Really!" said Lizzy. "We eat here all the time, and I haven't gained an ounce."

Caroline ignored Lizzy's comment and turned to William. "How is dear Georgianna?"

"Georgianna is very well. She will be graduating soon."

She turned back to Lizzy, "Mr. Darcy's sister is such a lady, so tall and thin. Perhaps when we return to the Inn, he will show you her picture. You know, William, the delightful one of the both of you."

William looked at her with annoyance as he realized that she had been in his room while he was gone.

Caroline did not realize her slip up. "Has Georgianna gotten any taller?"

"She is about Miss Bennet's height."

"But she is so much thinner, is she not?"

"Actually, I believe Miss Bennet and Georgianna are the same size. Would you agreed Miss Bennet?" He looked at Lizzy with a slight twinkle in his eye.

"Yes, Mr. Darcy, I believe you are right." Lizzy returned the twinkle.

"Oh, I simply cannot believe that. And anyway how would Miss Bennet know, she has never met Georgianna."

William and Lizzy exchanged concealed smiles. "Miss Bingley," said Lizzy, "Mr. Darcy was kind enough to lend me this outfit."

Before she could continue William jumped in, "I purchased it for Georgianna as a gift. When Miss Bennet agreed to accompany Charles with the realtor, she could not wear her muddy clothing."

Caroline flushed, "Well, you certainly aren't planning to give Georgianna a used gift, William."

"No, Caroline. Miss Bennet has graciously offered to help me choose something else."

"William, really, I will help you choose a suitable gift for Georgianna." She looked at Lizzy with narrow eyes. "We certainly wouldn't want to inconvenience Miss Bennet."

"Oh, it's no problem," said Lizzy. She spoke to William, "The shop I wanted to show you is on the way back to the hotel. If we leave now we could stop in before they close."

Charles spoke up, "I think, Jane would prefer to return to the hotel."

"Why don't you take Jane and Caroline in the car," said William, "Miss Bennet and I will walk to the shop and then meet you at the hotel."

The plan was accepted by all but Caroline. "I would much rather join you and Miss Bennet."

"Caroline," said Charles, "you're not really equipped for walking." He indicated her high healed shoes.

"I shall be just fine, Charles." He would have spoken again, but Caroline's glaring eyes silenced him.

The party walked out of the pub. As Charles handed Jane into the car, he said, "We'll have tea and dessert waiting when you get back." He flashed a smile at Lizzy, a sympathetic look to William, rolled his eyes at Caroline, and got in the car.

"Miss Bennet," began William.

"Yes, Mr. Darcy," said Lizzy.

"Referring to our conversation earlier today, would it be too much to ask that you call me William."

"Not at all…William." It sounded funny in Lizzy's ears. "You must call me Elizabeth, then."

"Of course, Elizabeth." Darcy had a funny feeling in his stomach when he said her name.

"Does that include me as well?" Miss Bingley's voice intruded.

"Certainly, Caroline," responded Lizzy. She had almost forgotten about her.

They reached the shop quickly and both Lizzy and Caroline set about finding things to show William. Caroline seemed more interested in having his attention than in finding something for Georgianna.

"Oh, William," squealed Caroline, "I just know Georgianna would look smashing in this. They're all the rage." She held up an outfit that consisted of an orange leather mini skirt and a shear blouse in the same color.

William grimaced. "I don't think that's quite Georgie's style."

"Oh," said Caroline looking dejected. "I'll look for something else."

"William?" Lizzy said softly. "Perhaps your sister would like this." She was standing at a counter with several boxes in front of her.

William joined her. Lizzy was holding on of the boxes. In the box was a gold locket, oval shaped and etched with an ivy design.

"You could have her initial engraved on the front and maybe put your picture inside."

William took the locket from the box and held it by the delicate chain. He looked at it for several moments before he spoke. "Elizabeth, I think it's the perfect gift. Can they do the engraving here?"

"Yes, you'll just have to tell the man how you want it done."

While William was giving instructions for engraving and paying for the gift, Lizzy went in search of Caroline. She found her standing in front of a mirror holding up what appeared to be a nightgown and robe set in a leopard pattern with fur trim. Lizzy tried to keep a straight face as she told Caroline they were ready to leave.

William was standing at the door of the shop when they joined them. He could tell that something was up, because Caroline was red and Lizzy looked as though she was about to burst into laughter.

"Have I missed something?" he asked innocently.

"Not at all," said Caroline as she stormed out of the door.

Chapter 14

It was a beautiful clear night, perfect for a walk and the trio made their way back to the hotel. Lizzy pointing out landmarks, William asking questions and Caroline trying hard to gain William's arm to lean on. She was having a difficult time walking the cobblestone streets in four inch high heals.

It did not take them long to reach the hotel and Charles and Jane had dessert waiting as promised.

"Well, William," said Jane, "did you find something for your sister?"

"Yes, your sister found a beautiful gold locket. I'm having it engraved with her initial, also by Elizabeth's suggestion. It will be delivered tomorrow morning."

"What about you, Caroline. Did you find anything you liked?"

"I'm afraid there was nothing there to my taste," said Caroline flatly.

Jane had asked the question innocently enough, but one look at Caroline's heightened color and Lizzy's eyes told her there was something going on. She decided it was safer to change the subject.

"I believe we must return home tomorrow morning," she said and she looked at Charles

"Must you?" he said.

"Yes, Jane's right. We both have work to do. My desk is probably buried and I cringe when I think what Lydia and Kitty have been doing in our absence," said Lizzy.

"Actually," said William, "we should be returning to London tomorrow afternoon."

"So soon," said Jane.

"I'm afraid so," he said, "we too have desks that are buried under paperwork and our business here is finished."

A silence settled on the group. Charles and Jane looked at each other like they wanted to say something. Lizzy and William were taking turns looking at each other when the other wasn't looking. Caroline was filing her nails and looking at William.

Finally, Jane broke the quiet. "Well, I think I'd better get some sleep." Lizzy agreed and the two of them said goodnight and went into their room. After a few more minutes, Charles took his leave and went into his room.

"I guess it's just the two of us," purred Caroline, "what do you suggest we do?"

He stood up. "I suggest we go to bed," he answered.

"Was that an invitation?" Caroline stood up.

"Good night, Caroline." He turned, went into his room and closed the door behind him.

Caroline's face fell. Might as well go to bed, she thought. As she passed Jane and Lizzy's room she could here them talking. She stopped to listen at the door, but all she heard was "leopard print" and then laughing. She quickly entered her room and slammed the door.

Chapter 15

Posted on Wednesday, 8 July 1998

The next morning was to take Lizzy and Jane back home. Charles offered the use of their car, which was gratefully accepted. He watched the car as long as he could and then joined William and Caroline in the restaurant.

"Well, I must say that it's nice to have just our little party again," said Caroline. She looked at her brother and William. Charles was absently spreading butter on a muffin and William was reading the paper and drinking tea. Neither of them replied to her.

They sat in silence until a waiter approached their table.

"Mr. Darcy?" he asked. William looked up. The waiter handed him a small package. "This was delivered for you, sir."

William took the package and handed the man a tip.

"What's that?" asked Caroline.

"It is the gift I purchased for Georgianna," he started to put it in his attaché case.

"May I see it?"

"Of course," he handed the package to her.

Caroline quickly tore through the paper and opened the box, revealing the locket. She turned it around so Charles could see it.

"That's very pretty, William," said Charles. "I think Georgianna will love it."

"Yes," said Caroline, "but I'm sure any gift from you would be adored."

"I wish I could take all the credit," William said, "but it was Elizabeth who suggested it."

"I was quite surprised that she would pick something so nice," said Caroline. "I would imagine she doesn't see many nice things."

Charles glared at his sister and returned to his breakfast. William took the box from Caroline and after looking at it for a few moments, put it away.

Caroline watched him carefully. "I think, William, that you will miss Elizabeth Bennet."

"Don't be ridiculous, Caroline. I barely know the woman." He picked up his paper. But you'd like to know her better, he thought, but his brain quickly responded, No! you don't need any attachments to confuse your life.

A few hours later, Lizzy sat at her desk staring at the mountain of paperwork that had accumulated. Why can't I get into this, she thought. She got up and poured herself a cup of tea. As she passed the door that looked out into the terminal she saw Kitty and Lydia talking with Captain Denny. She was about to return to her desk when she noticed the fourth person in the group.

He was tall, handsome and from the laughter that was coming from her sisters, Lizzy deduced that he must have a pleasant personality. She decided to take a little walk. As she passed the group, Denny called out to her.

"Hey Liz, come and meet George," he took her by the arm and pulled her into their group. "Elizabeth Bennet meet George Wickham."

"Miss Bennet," George shook her hand firmly, "it is indeed a pleasure."

"Nice to meet you," Lizzy returned his smile. "What brings you to Hertfordshire, Mr. Wickham?"

"Please, call me George. I have just started working for airport security, although I hope to find a position with one of the airlines very soon."

"George is a pilot, Lizzy," Kitty volunteered.

"How nice. Have you worked for any of the major carriers?"

He paused a moment, "Not really, mostly regional puddle jumpers."

Before Lizzy could speak again, Wickham received a call on the radio.

"Is it something exciting?" exclaimed Lydia.

"Probably not. Some little old lady has probably locked her keys in her car. Well, I guess I'd better get along. I hope to see all of you later." He and Denny walked a little way together then split up.

"Isn't he gorgeous," said Kitty staring after him.

"No," said Lydia, "not gorgeous. He's just plain sexy!"

Lizzy rolled her eyes, "You two are hopeless."

"Admit it Lizzy, George Wickham is the most exciting thing to happen in this airport in a long time."

"Don't you have flights to get ready for," Lizzy started to walk back to her office. She stopped and looked at Lydia. "Lyddie, make sure your uniform is perfect. The Bingleys and William Darcy are flying back to London on the 11:30."

"I don't see why we have to suck up now, they've already signed the contract," Lydia whined.

"Just do it," said Lizzy sharply, "or I'll ground you for a week,"

Lydia huffed then headed for the upstairs dressing rooms. Kitty smiled hesitantly at Lizzy then followed.

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