Author's Note: I don't own Titanic or any of its Characters'. I only own the plot to the story and a few characters which are my own.

Summary: Au for Titanic. Just the events told from point of view from Will Dawson, Jack's older brother and Elizabeth DeWitt-Bukater who is travel on the Titanic with fiancé James Hockley, her younger sister Rose, Rose's fiancé Caledon 'Cal' Hockley and their mother Ruth. Both the DeWitt-Bukater sisters lives are about to change but is it for the best or the worst.

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing a Titanic fan fiction. So reviews and feedback will be greatly appreciated.

Chapter 1.

10th April 1912, Southampton, England.

Three fancy Automobiles rolled along the docks of Southampton England. Elizabeth DeWitt-Bukater was stuck in one of them with her younger sister Rose and stuck, snobbish mother Ruth. After their father Charles had died the year before.

He left them in debt. There was two options for them or rather their mother Ruth. Both Elizabeth and Rose married the Hockley brothers James and Caledon or Cal as he was called by those that knew the man personally. Or they sold the house and all their possessions back in Philadelphia which would be the biggest traded of the century or according to their mother.

The driver of the first automobile was beeping his horn so that the second and third class passengers would move out of the way so they could get to the First Class passenger gangway. The three automobile's stopped.

The driver got out and opened the door offered a hand to both Rose and Elizabeth DeWitt-Bukater. James offered a hand to Ruth to get out of the automobile while Cal was standing behind Rose looking up at what the newspapers where calling The Ship Of Dreams known as RMS Titanic.

"I don't see what all the fuss is about. It doesn't look any bigger than Mauretania" Rose said somewhat judgemental about Titanic

"You can be balsa about something's Rose. But not about Titanic. It's over 100 feet longer then the Mauretania and far more luxuries" Cal said more like scolding a child. Elizabeth though to herself.

"Your daughter is far too difficult to impress Ruth" Cal muttered to Ruth. The laugh and look Ruth gave him reminded Elizabeth a lot of a rattler before it was going to strike you.

"So this is the ship they say is unsinkable" Ruth muttered to herself.

"It is unsinkable. God himself could not sink this ship" Cal said before someone approached him. James offered Elizabeth his arm. She took it politely. Though James was a fine man and indeed a sight more better kinder then his older brother. James was to Elizabeth more a friend then a lover.

Cal told Lovejoy his manservant or Vale to see to that their luggage was taken from the cars and put into their state rooms aboard the Titanic before she set sail.

"Ladies we'd better hurry" Cal said after looking at his pocket watch. Cal walked along side Ruth while Rose walked behind them followed by Elizabeth, James, Trudy who was Rose's maid and Harriet whom Elizabeth's maid.

In a pub about less than half a mile from the Southampton docks. I Will Dawson sat on a chair backwards while my younger brother Jack and Fabrizio De Rossi gambled what little money we had on a dame game of poker. Jack had a cigarette hanging between his lips.

"Jack you are parting with everything we have" Fabrizio said. I sat holding a glass of cheap beer in one hand and half smoked cigarette in the other.

"When you got nothing. You've got nothing to lose" Jack said taking his cigarette out of his mouth.

"Jack you lose that money and I'll tan your arties farce ass" I warned him taking another drag before taking another sip of my glass of beer.

"Sven" Jack asked the one of the other men sitting at the table with him and Fabrizio. Sven handed a card over and Jack handed him one back.

Jack dropped a card and picked another one up from the deck. I glanced at his hand. Full House. Now he only had to wait until everyone revealed their cards.

"Alright moment of truth. Someone's life's about to change" Jack said as he put his cigarette down in the ash tray on the table. Jack asked Fabrizio, then Sven's brother before turning his attention to Sven.

"Sven. Oh uh two pair. I'm sorry Fabrizio" Jack said not giving anything away. Fabrizio started to tell Jack off about betting all of our money.

"I'm sorry. You're not going to see your mom again for a very long time. Cause we're going to America. Full House boys" Jack said slamming his cards down on the table.

I got off my chair and grabbed my bag as Jack and Fabrizio where busy celebrating about going home and going to America.

"I got to America" Fabrizio said happily and excitedly. I chuckled under my breath.

"Nah mate. Titanic go to America in five minutes" The publican Jim said pointing to the clock. Shit it was five to twelve in the afternoon. While Jack and Fabrizio grabbed the money and three tickets from the table I started towards the docks.

"We're riding in high style now. We're a couple of regular swells. We're practically god-dame royalty. Fabrizio" Jack said as we ran across to the crowed docks to get to the gangway for third class.

Fabrizio started hurl abuse at wagon driver as he steered his wagon through the crowed docks after he nearly run Fabrizio over.

"Wait. Hey wait. We're passengers, We're passengers" Jack called out as we ran onto the gangway for third class passengers they were pulling back.

"Have been through the health inspection"

"Of course. Anyway we don't have any lice, we're Americans. All three of us" Jack said bullshitingly hoping that would convince the guy standing at the door.

"Right come aboard." It seemed to do the trick. All three of us jumped aboard and headed towards our room/cabin.

"We're luckiest sumbitches in the world" Jack said as we ran up onto the deck where people where waving goodbye to love ones.

While Jack and Fabrizio where saying their goodbyes to people they didn't know. I grabbed my tobacco tin and rolled a smoke. I lit a match lit the cigarette at the same time. Slowly the Titanic began to move away from the dock.

Half an hour later we were looking for our room/cabin. Sven and his brother's cousin was there when we walked into the cabin/room.

"I'm Jack Dawson" Jack said introducing himself to Sven and his brother's cousin. Fabrizio took the top bunk of the bunk bed he and Jack where going to share.

"Who says you get top bunk huh"

In the first class area of the ship. Both the DeWitt-Bukater sisters where unpacking their luggage into their staterooms. Rose was unpacking her painting she had bought from Paris.

"No... It's had a lot of faces on it. " Elizabeth heard her younger sister say mostly to herself.

"Did you want them all out miss?" Trudy asked.

"Yes. We need some colour in this room"

"Ah put it in there. In the wardrobe" Lovejoy Cal's Valet directed where luggage was to put in the state rooms.

"God not those finger paintings again" Cal complained as he walked into the sitting room with a glass of champagne in hand.

"The difference between Cal's taste and mine is that I have some. There fascinating. Like being inside a dream or something. There's truth but no logic" Rose explained.

"What's the artist name" Trudy asked generally interested to know more.

"Something Picasso" Rose answered picking another painting and taking towards her room.

"Something Picasso. He won't amount to a thing. He won't. Trust me. At least they were cheap" Cal sneered as Rose and Trudy left the room.

"Since when was your brother an art expert" Elizabeth asked James who merely surged. A steward or crew member arrived with the safe that Cal existed on carting around with him. Lovejoy nodded for him to put it the wardrobe in Cal's room.

Down in Steerage the Dawson brothers and their best friend Fabrizio where looking around the general room. Fabrizio was looking like a love sick puppy at the girl he had seen earlier in the hallway when we had gone to our cabin/room.

"Hey Jack" I said nudging him with my hand to look over Fabrizio who was most defiantly love struck or sick with the Swedish maybe Norwegian girl.

"What. Oh so that's why he's been acting strange the last couple of hours." Jack observed before going back to the sketch he was doing.

I rolled a cigarette and lit it. I lay back against the bench and let my mind wander.

10th-11th April 1912, Cherbourg, France

The RMS Titanic had stopped or rather docked for the night in the port of Cherbourg, France. Several passengers had gotten one there. One was Mrs Margaret (Molly) Brown here husband and struck it rich somewhere out west. And was what Ruth DeWitt-Bukater called 'New' Money.

The first few days of the voyage had been for the DeWitt-Bukater sisters had been filled with Dinner, Lunch and Tea with those within their inner circle of the upper class of Class One Passengers.

Out on the Steerage or Main deck of the RMS Titanic a few hours later. I sat documenting all that was going on around me in my worn Journal I had with me since I had Chippewa Falls when I was thirteen.

"You a writer or somethin boyo" I heard a thick Irish accented voice ask. I shut the journal and looked to whoever the voice belonged.

"Nah nothing fancy like that. I'm Will Dawson" I said holding out my hand to the man.

"Tommy Ryan" he said shaking my hand firmly. I looked when I heard someone whopping and hollering. I glanced towards the bow at the Well Deck. Jack and Fabrizio where standing at the bow of the Titanic whopping and hollering up a storm.

Up on First Class deck. Elizabeth, Rose, James, Cal, Ruth and Molly Brown where having lunch with Mr Andrews and Mr Ismay who had designed and built the Titanic.

"She is the largest moving object made by the hand of man in all history. And our master ship builder Mr Andrews here designed her from the keel plates up" Mr Ismay boasted about how grand the Titanic was.

"I may have knocked her together. But the idea was Mr Ismay's. He envisioned a steamer, so grand in scale and so luxurious in its appointment that is supremacy would never be challenged and here she is willed into solid reality" Mr Andrews said slamming his hand down on the table.

Elizabeth whom had been having a private conversation with James, noticed out of the corner of her eye that Rose lit a cigarette.

"Rose you know I don't like that" Ruth scolded her youngest daughter. Rose just blew a puff of smoke out in her face.

"She knows" Cal said taking the half smoked cigarette from Rose. Thankfully a waiter arrived to take their orders. Ismay ordered the Salmon.

"Sir" The Waiter asked Cal.

"We'll both have the lamb, rare, with ever little mint sauce" Cal said telling the waiter their order. "You like that right Sweet pea" Cal said. Elizabeth knew how much her sister to be called that.

"You gonna to cut her meat for her too there Cal" Molly interjected. Cal remained silent. "So uh who thought of the name Titanic was it you Bruce" Molly asked Mr Ismay by his first name.

"Yes actually. I wanted to convey sheer size and size means stability, luxury and above all strength" Mr Ismay said somewhat in a boastful tone.

"Have you heard of Dr Freud Mr Ismay? His ideas about the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you" Rose responded. Molly and Mr Andrews caught onto her comment while. James disguised his chuckle by clearing his throat; Elizabeth too was finding it hard to keep a straight face after that little comment from Rose.

"What's gotten into you" Ruth asked her youngest daughter.

"Excuse me" Rose said before getting up from the table and leaving the room.

"Freud who is he. Is he a passenger" Ismay asked in disbelief at what had just happened.

"I do apologise" Ruth said trying to hide her embarrassment at what Rose had done or rather said a moment before.

"She's a pistol Cal. I hope you can handle her" Molly observed.

"Well I might have to start minding what she reads Mrs Brown" Cal snapped clearly irritated that Rose had made a mockery of him and Ruth.

"If I may be excused" Elizabeth said before she left the table to go check on her younger sister.

"The ship is eh nice" Fabrizio asked the Irishmen Tommy Ryan I had befriended maybe an hour ago.

"It's an Irish ship" Tommy replied taking a drag from his cigarette. I glanced over at Jack who was sketching young Cora Cartmell and her father Bert.

"It is English no" Fabrizio asked slightly confused as to what Tommy meant by it or the Titanic being an Irish ship.

"No. It was built in Ireland. Fifteen thousand Irishmen built this ship. Solid as a rock, big Irish hands" Tommy explained as crew members walking first class dogs walked passed us. "Ah now that's typical First Class dogs come down here to take a shite" Tommy said shaking his head.

"Let's us know where we rank in the scheme of things" Jack answered speaking up for the first time.

"Like we could forget." Tommy stated." Tommy Ryan" Tommy said holding out his hand for Jack to shake.

"Jack Dawson nice to meet yea" Jack said shaking Tommy's hand.

"You'd be Will's brother then"

"Yea younger brother" Jack answered.

"Fabrizio" Fabrizio said introducing himself to Tommy. Tommy shock Fabrizio's hand as well.

"Do ya make any money from your drawings" Tommy asked Jack. But it fell on deaf ears. I turned my attention to what had caught Jack's eye. It was two women standing on the First Class upper deck. More importantly it was red headed one of the two. My eyes caught her friend. She had to be at least 5ft 7 with dirty honey gold blonde locks.

"Ah forget her boyo. You might as well have angles flying out yer arses as get next to the likes of those two" Tommy said shaking his head and taking another drag from his cigarette.

"Never say Never Tommy"I said not moving my line of sight from the First Class upper deck.