Fourteen year old Sybbie Branson goes back to Downton for the first time since she left with her father to go to Boston. This is my first Fanfiction, so I would be grateful for any feedback! Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, All rights go to Julian Fellowes. I created the character of Sybbie based on my own interpretations of Sybil and of the young Sybbie.

Tom and his now late wife have had a baby girl. With a living replica of Lady Sybil Crawley living in the house, it brings the family hope, joyfulness, and a few tears. Even with the ups and downs, the giggling fits and tantrums, Sybbie is the most prized possession that ever stepped foot in the house. Follow the amazing story of her life, from the day she was born, and the many years that follow.

I was just a chauffeur, nothing more than an Irish man with impossibly high dreams, but she was willing to give up everything for me, her status, her family, even her country. I spent every day mulling about our country house, engaging in conversations with my sisters on pointless topics and entertaining admirers over our evening dinners, but I found my life filled when I met him, a man who shared my political interests, my hopes of change in the future and who made me feel warm inside with a simple glance. Set during series 1 (March 1912)