Inspired by A hit, a very palpable hit by Shem.

This is my first fanfic, so I am very nervous. I am going to give a few visuals for you. I see a mix of both the 1995 BBC series and the 2005 film for the people and places. From the 1995 series: Charles Bingley, Colonel Fitzwilliam, Mr. & Mrs. Bennet, Mr. & Mrs. Hurst, Miss Darcy, Lady Catherine & Anne de Bourgh, Longbourn, Rosings, Pemberly, Mr. & Mrs. Collins. From the 2005 film: Mr. Darcy, Jane Bennet, Mary Bennet, Cathrine (Kitty) Bennet, Lydia Bennet. For fashion and hair, I prefer the 1995 BBC version. For Elizabeth Bennet, I have managed to merge the two, but I prefer the '95 version over the '05. She's a little curvier.

This takes place a little under 2 years before the book and will work its way past it. There will be occasional time skips, and while I will try and stay true to the period, I will twist and form things to fit my story as I see the need. Kitty's (Kate she will be dubbed later) standpoint will be focal , but we will begin with Marianne's. Jane is 20, Elizabeth is 19, Mary 17, Kitty 15, and Lydia is 13.

I do not own the rights to the orginal work. I have also posted this story under Lady_Dreamer on Archives of our own. I hope you enjoy it.


'Why, oh why am I doing this to myself?' Mrs. Marianne Westfield thought to herself, as her carriage pulls into the drive at Longbourn. 'I haven't fully arrived and the thought of that woman is already giving me headache.'

Mrs. Fanny Bennet and Marianne have never gotten along. Marianne found Fanny to be very uncouth and unsuitable to be the mistress of Longbourn. She dearly hopes that none of the girls have taken after her. With how disinterested her brother seems from his letters, she is prepared for the worst. Oh, he says much of his Lizzy and admits the sweetness of Jane, but of the others there is nary a word.

Five daughters. Her brother doesn't realize how blessed he truly is, despite the circumstances.

She hasn't seen any of them since her self inflicted seclusion 10 years ago. Gifts and letters she has sent though. The girls were always dear to her, it was just so painful to be around them after the accident. She fears it may still be too soon.

As she comes to a stop, the household comes pouring out with smiles and waves. My how the girls have all grown! Such lovely ladies they are. Already she hears the bellows of Fanny complaining of her poor nerves. Oh, but how silly of Marianne. Fanny never complains...

Getting out she hugs dear Jane and Lizzy together. Kitty and Lydia launch themselves at her with Lydia asking about what presents she brought. Mary stands back and offers the same small smile as her brother, neither inclined to much physical contact. And here comes Fanny. What a strained smile. Marianne wonders if she should feel bad for taking even the smallest delight in causing it. There is a quick contemplation of making small comments here and there, just to see how flustered she would get. Ah, the little things.

"Welcome, Sister," says Mr. Bennet. "I trust that your trip was pleasant."

"Yes, Brother. It was very pleasant. I had quite forgotten how far away you all are from me, and how beautiful the country side is. Let us continue our conversation inside. I have had enough of this cold, I think."

"Yes, we would not like for any of us to take sick, Mrs. Westfield. Heaven knows my nerves can only take so much. All we need is for Mr. Bennet to get sick, then where would we be? Thrown out, without a roof over our heads. Oh, Mr. Bennet! Do come inside quickly and warm yourself by the fire. Think of the girls!"

Some things never change.