A/n: I own nothing of this movie and characters. Right now Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth, and Lydia and Mr. Wickham, and Jane and Mr. Bingley are all at a big ball held by some rich person. Georgiana is also there, with Lady Catherine De Bourgh, Caroline Bingley, and Mr. and Mrs. Collins.

EPOV:

Oh, how wonderful! The place is beautiful! To my right are my sister Jane and her husband, Charles Bingey, and to my left is my husband, Mr. Darcy, not smiling. He does hate balls, but I absolutely adore them. The music, dancing, and partners all gathered around. In the crowd I saw Charlotte, but her husband Mr. William Collins was nowhere. I tugged on Darcy's arm, as he looked down at me I pointed over at her while he raised his brow. I tugged on his arm some more this time to indicate who just walked in. Mr. Wickham and Lydia were walking toward us, Lydia's mouth was non-stop moving and George just looked annoyed. Hey, he married her. Darcy went rigid and when I looked up he was pale. I let go of his arm, and walked over to Lydia Wickham.

"Sister, how are you?" I asked politely as her arms wound around my neck.

"Oh, lovely, you know how it is. Being married, you have to take charge." She whispered into my ear before untangling her arms from my neck. Then out loud she said "Wonderful and you?"

"Oh, you know, perfect." I looked over and smiled to Darcy. YES! I finally got a smile! I looked back over at Lydia, who was half smiling.

"Jane." I called over my shoulder. I felt a hand slip into mine, and Jane was next to me. We had renewed our relationship to how it was before Bingley and Darcy and were now the closest of all the sisters. As she and Bingley were three months married, Darcy and I were only two months married.

We were all smiles when barley anyone was around, but when we enter a ball he hides in his shell. I try to get him out but it never works so we usually just stand side by side, his arm around my waist. But tonight I want to dance. I curtsy to Lydia and Jane and slide my hand out, and then walk over to my husband. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me close, as I snuggled into his side.

"I want to dance." I said, looking up.

"No."

"Why not?" I asked pulling away, and looking up at him.

"I don't like dancing, and I won't as long as I can help it."

"Fine." I stalked off to Jane's side again. "Jane?"

"Yes, dear sister? "

"May I borrow your husband? Mine is refusing to dance."

"Of course, my dear Lizzie. Have fun. But please return him."

"I have my own. Beside's I just want one dance." Then I turned my back and saw Mr. Bingley talking to Mr. Darcy.

"Mr. Bingley?"

"Lizzie."

"Would you care to dance?"

"I'd be delighted."

"Excuse me, dear." I told Darcy. He just looked at me. I walked straight to the dance, where a new one was being lined up. I took my place across from Bingley. We both bowed/ curtsied. Then the music started, my feet went right to it. The music was wonderful, fast paced. If only Darcy was across for me, but that didn't keep the giggles away.

Lydia joined with Wickham, and Charlotte with Mr. Collins, even Georgiana, who was dancing with a very handsome man. I saw Darcy when I turned and he was not so happy although Jane was laughing at Bingley and me because while I hit all the right steps, Charles did not. Then song was over. Jane and I convulsed into giggles after the dance. Lady Catharine walks up to us, looking at us distastefully. Charlotte asked where Anne was who had remained at home, upon her illness. She turned to Darcy. I braced myself for any insults that were coming. She never said anything nice to me.

"Will you and your wife be at dinner, on Saturday?"

"I think we will. Indeed." He said looking down and smiling at me as he wound his arm around me. "Please excuse us." He said pulling us to the dance floor. I smiled greatly. It was a slow one, much similar to the first one we danced to.

"How can you dance all night long? How do you keep going?"

"I just do, dancing is so spectacular!" I exclaimed.

"Why did you ask Mr. Bingley to dance?"

"I don't know, because I felt like dancing, why did you always dance with Caroline Bingley?

"Why do you ask such a question?" He asked coldly, we stood in the middle of the row, looking at each other.

"Because I can if I want. If you have no shame on that dancing, then I don't see why you can't dance with you wife at a ball, same as with her." I said coldly and then left the dance floor.

"Lizzie?" Jane called to me as she saw the coldness on my face.

"I shall see you at Lady Catherine's Saturday, Sister." I leaned over and pecked her on the cheek.

"How are you going to get home, my dear sister?"

"I'm very fond of walking, I like it. It clears my head."

"Goodbye, Lizzie. See you Saturday." She said pecking me on the cheek. I grabbed my coat and left, walking the grounds toward home. It was chilly outside even in the coat.

"You, know, I'll do anything for you. You also know I'm very shy." A voice sounded behind.

"You weren't shy with her."

"Lizzie, I love you and forever, I want to dance, but I can't."

"You're not that bad."I sighed and let him catch up.

"You missed the unforgiving motivations of Mr. Wickham at the ball, dear."

"Did I? What on earth did the wretched man do this time?"

"He tried to run after you, which was first when I was alerted of your leaving. Then I went to Mrs. Bingley and she said you left 10 minutes to the time." He told me, I through my arms around his neck and hugged him, he hugged me back.

"Why did he try to come after me?" I asked quizzically.

"Must be that you have your own Caroline, my pearl."

"Hey," I said hitting him on the chest. "That nickname is for weekends only." I started to giggle and he started to laugh. He quieted down a bit. "Do you want to go back or—"

"Home, I'm very much tried and need rest." He nodded and I decided I wanted to stay outside longer. So I push all of my weight on him, which made him stagger and fall. I couldn't stop laughing. Neither could he. We heard footsteps and up walked Georgiana. She looked at us and announced that she was heading home to bead.

"Remember when you first proposed to me?" I asked thinking about that rainy church day.

"The day that Miss Elizabeth Bennet rejected me in accusations, how could I not?"

"I so much fancied you then."

"You did? Well you have a way of showing it."

"You tore apart Jane and Charles, and how was I supposed to know that Wickham had been lying?"

"There was none, but you said that you would never prevail upon to marry me."

"That was when I first realized I fancied you. I did not realize I loved you until you rode away from the Collin's household. I thought that I had had lost you." He kissed me after I finished. It last only seconds but was very romantic. We laid back down.

"Mrs. Darcy?" I laughed because that name meant he was incandesantly happy.

"Yes, Fitzwilliam?" His turn to chuckle.

"May I?" He held out his hand and took mine in his and we danced under stars. Sooner or later the Bingley's found us and we started doing that one slow dance. It was the best, we had the time of our lives not dancing to a beat, just having fun and not being so uptight. I guess that's what happens when you just want to dance.