Elizabeth Darcy bounces down the stairs at Pemberley. She goes looking for her husband and his sister in the vast house she'd just moved into. She looks down on the grounds of Pemberley that are softly bathed in early morning sunlight. She sees the frozen lake begin to sparkle as the sun begins to cross the edge of the lake. She also notices the tall, grand looking figure sitting beside the lake. She immediately exits the house and walks in the direction of the lake. She approaches Fitzwilliam quietly. She doesn't want to interrupt his thinking. "Darling, she whispers gently, "why are you sitting out here all by yourself?"

"Elizabeth, I did not know you were awake, my love. Did you sleep well?" Fitzwilliam asks as he turns towards his wife.

"I think I did, but you held me all night, so you tell me if I slept well." Elizabeth says cheekily.

"You are certainly a still sleeper and you did not seem restless. It seems strange to be sleeping next to someone though, I must admit." Fitzwilliam says as he invites Elizabeth to sit next to him.

"That is the only part that will take some getting used to. I lay awake for a while trying to get used to the feeling of someone next to me. It will not take me long and I did sleep well last night, so not to worry." Elizabeth sits down quite close to her husband.

"Well, there will not be a night for a long time where we will not be in the same bed. I do not ever want to be apart. I was sitting here thinking about you and how much I love you. I had to hold back tears when you walked down the aisle to me." Fitzwilliam admits as he puts his arm around Elizabeth's shoulders.

"You are certainly not the typical man of the current era. Not every man that I know would willingly say that he wanted to spend every night with his wife. It is rare in this day and age." Elizabeth says leaning her head on Fitzwilliam's shoulder.

"You are right I'm not the typical man of my time. I express my emotions and I tell my friends and family what I need to say to them. I don't hold myself back; I don't allow myself to hold back at least around those I know." Fitzwilliam says kissing Elizabeth's cheek.