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Chapter 2

Jane went to sleep that night, thinking of nothing but Edward and the last time she returned to Thornfield.

She heard his voice calling to her.

"Jane! Jane! Jane!".

That all the impetuous she needed, as much as she tried to convince herself, her heart was not here, at Moor House, but at Thornfield, with him.

Before her cousins could intercede, Jane had left Moor House and was traveling as fast as she could to reach Thornfield.

She arrived two days later, her heart soaring, knowing this was where she was meant to be.

But it was not as she remembered. Thornfield looked as if fire had touched it, only a shell had remained of the building.

The first person to greet her was Mrs. Fairfax, exiting from her room in Ferndean as Jane remembered her, her silver hair held back under her black widows cap.

"Miss Eyre" Mrs. Fairfax seemed surprised to see her.

"Is something wrong?" Jane noticed the alarm on the widow's face.

"I may as well tell you before you hear it elsewhere. After you left, a fire destroyed Thornfield. It was set by Bertha, Mr. Rochester's wife. Mr. Rochester got Adele and all of the servants out and then went back for Bertha. But she jumped before he could get to her. Mr. Rochester was able to get out, but not before he was burned badly. The physician tried to save him, but his health was precarious. We did all we could, but it was not enough. He died yesterday".

"He what?" Jane asked.

"He's dead, Miss Eyre" Mrs. Fairfax repeated.

"Adele?" Jane asked.

"Mr. Rochester was able to locate an uncle of Adele's mother…" Mrs. Fairfax continued on, but Jane heard and saw nothing, except the world spinning and then going black.

The next thing she knew, she was laying on one of the beds in Ferndean.

"You are up, Miss Eyre; we were all quite worried about you. The viewing will begin in a few hours, Mrs. Fairfax instructed me to help you get ready…" Leah repeated Mrs. Fairfax instructions, but Jane did not hear them.

"I must go…" Jane said, quickly gathering her belongings.

"At least have some breakfast" Leah offered.

But her offer was heard on deaf ears; Jane was already out the door.

She returned to Moor House as mysteriously as she left, her cousins Mary and Diana surprised to see her return as quickly as she had left.

"Jane?" they asked, but the door to her bedroom closed before she could answer them.

Jane spent the next month in her room, barely eating or sleeping.

Then the letter came.

"My darling Janet,

If I cannot give you my name, then at least be comforted that my heart and my fortune are forever yours, for I know you will keep them both well. Please do not mourn for me, faerie, for we will meet again one day.

Yours, Edward Fairfax Rochester"

For the first time in her life, she cried. She had never cried for the parents she had never known, for the lonely and heartbroken child she had been at Gateshead, for Helen, her only true friend she had as a child. But for him, for the love she had for him, for the life they could have together, she cried.

"Jane, what is wrong?" Her cousins pulled her to her feet.

It took her a few moments to reply.

"He left me everything" she finally let out.

"Who is he?" Mary asked.

Jane finally told her cousins the truth, her love for Edward, her broken heart when it was revealed that he was already married, why she kept her secret and when she had finally returned to Thornfield, he was dead.

"Jane, why did not tell us?" Diana gently inquired.

"I do not know".

"You must not hide from us, Jane, we are your family".

"Thank you" for the first time since she left Thornfield, she felt the comfort of being wanted and loved.

She woke up a few months later, feelings as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Then her cousin, St. John came around.

"Jane, I…" for the first time since she met him, he seemed to be a loss for words.

"I know what you are going to say and I am flattered, but no".

Combining her inheritance with Edward's fortune, she purchased the land and the school from the local magistrate. Renaming the school The Fairfax School For Young Ladies, Jane opened the school up to any student who wished to come, vowing to give her pupils the exact opposite of her experience at Lowood. She never married.

For the next forty years after Edward's death, she continued as owner and headmistress of The Fairfax School For Young Ladies.

After leaving Mrs. Fairfax an annuity and Ferndean for her own, Jane sold Thornfield, too heartbroken to ever return.

Then one day, as the afternoon rain finally cleared, a misty fog appeared.

"Mrs. Hartwick?" Jane called out.

"Yes, miss?" the housekeeper appeared.

"I will be going for a walk, I shall return for dinner".

"As you wish, miss".

As Jane walked, she remembered. It was the same type of the day, the same type of fog, almost supernatural in the way it settled.

She could almost hear the sound of hoofs in the distance.

"Jane…." She heard him call to her in the wind.

"Edward" she turned around to the direction of the voice.

In the mist, she could nearly make out the figure out a man riding a horse followed by a large dog.

She was found nearly 3 hours later. When dinner was served and Miss Eyre had not returned from her walk, Mrs. Hartwick became concerned and sent out for her; Miss Eyre was always prompt for everything.

Mrs. Hartwick paced as the physician examined her employer.

"I cannot distinguish what has caused Miss Eyre's condition. However, I recommend bed rest and a light diet until her health recovers" gathering his satchel, the physician walked out.

For the next two days Jane slept.

Mrs. Hartwick kept watch at her employer's vigil, hoping that she would awake from her slumber.

Jane finally woke up to find Mrs. Hartwick carrying a tray with soup and tea, as per the physician's instructions and a letter from Adele.

"Miss Eyre, we found you two days ago, we were quite worried about you".

Jane only smiled, remembering nothing of the past few days, except seeing the specter in the road.

"A letter came from Mrs. Fitzsimmons". Mrs. Hartwick continued before walking out.

Jane and Adele had been exchanging letters for 20 years. Since Adele and her family had visited her, Adele had three more sons. Her oldest son, Eduard had since married and Adele and Alexander had welcomed a granddaughter, a girl named Jane.

"Will there be anything else, Miss Eyre" Mrs. Hartwick knocked an hour later.

"No thank you, Mrs. Hartwick, I think I shall rest for a while" Jane replied as the housekeeper picked up the tray and left the room.

Closing her eyes, she dreamed. She was back at Thornfield, as she remembered it, before it was destroyed by the fire. As she entered the grounds, Pilot greeted her warmly.

"Miss Eyre, he is waiting for you" Mrs. Fairfax greeted her.

After all of these years, he looked the same. His dark brows furrowed together as he turned around.

"Edward…" everything she had ever thought of saying to him disappeared in an instant.

"Hush, faerie, after all of these years, there is nothing to say" he enveloped her in his arms and after all of the years of pent up passion, their kiss was far more than just a kiss.

Mrs. Fairfax watched their reunion from her window. She had known Edward Fairfax Rochester for many years, before Jane Eyre entered their lives. She knew there was a change in him when he met the governess. If the love between Miss Eyre and Mr. Rochester was meant to be, it would reveal itself in due time.

"Have you seen Adele?" Edward asked as they walked, their limbs entwined with each other.

"I have, she is grandmother".

Jane was found the next morning, her body empty, but with a smile that had not been seen in many years. She was buried on the property, her fortune divided between her cousins, Adele and an annuity left to school. She has been there for these many years now and sometimes at night, if you look and listen very closely, you might see her spirit wandering the grounds and beside her, her beloved Edward, for nothing will ever tear them apart again.

The end.