She was named Titanic, and she was the ship of dreams. There were thousands aboard when she sunk; men, women and children of all shape and sizes, from difference countries, races and religions. There were thousands, some remembered as survivors and some as the fallen, whichever category you fell into, you would never be forgotten.

"stop in France and a second stop in Ireland. We were four days in when the iceberg hit, by the fifth day, the Titanic had sunk. On the 15th of April, around 400 kilometres off of the coast of Canada, the ship of dreams became the ship that swam with the fishes.

There were only twenty lifeboats...

[Rachel Berry P.O.V]

"I can't wait to get back to New York, finally moving into my own apartment and starting college. This year is going to be big for my Dads just you wait; my name will be in lights by next year"

Rachel Berry was a talented, fast growing young woman. She was boarding the ship in Southampton along with her adopted fathers, Hiram and LeRoy Berry. American, they had taken a vacation to England after Rachel had graduated high school, now they were going to board the best ship in the world all the way to New York, where Hiram and LeRoy would say goodbye to their little girl as she went off to college.

"Yes Rachel, there is no doubt about it. You're going to be as big as if not bigger than Barbra." Said Hiram, he knew that Rachel's biggest idol and inspiration in the world was the one Barbra Streisand, he also knew that his little angel would make it in the industry. To say that she had the talent would be the world's biggest understatement. She had talent to spare.

Rachel giggled in the school girl manner that she had as she leant on the tip of her toes to kiss her dad. "Thank you daddy. I hope so."

Within the hour they were boarding, the Berry's weren't extremely wealthy people but they were wealthy enough to get first class tickets, this meant that they had their own cabins, Hiram and LeRoy in one and Rachel in the other. The cabins were beautiful, fit for royalty. It was the perfect way to bunk for the trip.

[Finn Hudson & Noah Puckerman P.O.V]

"Can you get over this man?" Said Puck throwing his one bag onto the top of the bunk bed.

Finn and Noah (who was known as Puck to all of his friends) were lucky to be aboard the ship, they were travelling in England together when they came across a pub in Southampton. It was in the bar that they met two English men, Simon and Benjamin... moments after they met the two brits were announcing to everybody in the pub that they had two tickets for the RMS Titanic, boarding today from the docks. Puck, being the eccentric, free hearted spirit that he was... challenged them to a game of poker, winner takes the tickets.

Puck had always been skilled in poker... and cheating, you can guess who won the tickets.

"I know, I can't believe this Puck... how did you pull this off?" said Finn, assuming that the bottom bunk now belonged to him. The tickets that they had not so fairly won at the poker game weren't exactly in a high class... In fact they were in the lowest possible class that there was, but they were still on the ship of dreams and it was a free ride back home to America.

"What do you say about going exploring later? Sneak up into first class, get a look at how the other half live?" Puck was always the one to suggest things, he was the bad influence in this relationship, but no matter how much trouble they got into together, Puck would always have Finn's back. they had been best friends for as long as they could remember.

"Ur, yeah maybe... we can't get caught though man. I wanna get kicked off this thing a little bit closer to America than England."

"Yeah whatever, don't worry about it. We're staying on this ship until it hits the US ok?" Replied Puck, he knew how to calm his friend down.

"Sure man. But first I'm feeling a nap... when was the last time we slept?" said Finn as he rested onto his bed, wrapping his arm around the back of his head.

"About two nights ago, I guess we have been hitting it a little hard...yeah let's get some sleep, exploring can wait."

And like that the two of them were fast asleep, not the silky waves of the ocean rocking them like a soft lullaby. It wasn't the most comfortable sleeping arrangement but they didn't care, they just wanted to get home.

[Brittany Pearce-Evans P.O.V]

Brittany Pearce was a dancer, born and bred in England but she had big dreams, big dreams of making it in New York City. When her mother came home one day with the news that she had won tickets onboard Titanic, Brittany was over the moon. She would never be able to afford to go to America on her own... this was the perfect opportunity. On the 11th of April Brittany, her mum and her brother Sam were settling into their not so classy bunk. It was a tiny cabin with two metal bunk beds. Sam made sure that he was on the same bunk as his mum; he was always so protective over her; and Brit would share the bed with whoever else got a ticket for the same room. She could look after herself.

"so what is there to do around here?" Brittany said sitting with her legs crossed on her bed.

"We're the lowest class Brit, there are probably not a lot of games and fancy meals..." replied Sam as he started to pack away their belongings in the little storage space they were given.

Brittany, who was in the process of taking her shoes off threw one of them at her twin. He was sarcastic at the best of times.

"I'm sure we'll find something..."

"We?" Sam replied, placing Brittany's shoe back on the bed next to her.

"Yes Sam, We. You know that you're not going to let me go off on my own on this biiiig ship."

Brittany and Sam had an odd relationship, pretty much like all twins in this world. They liked to pretend that they hated each other but when it came down to it, family was the most important thing in the world. And as much as he pretended he didn't, Sam would protect his sister no matter what. They had been through too much together.

"Whatever Brit. We'll find something later... as long as you try not to get us in too much trouble."

Brittany didn't say a word else as that's when the person they would be sharing a bunk with walked in. Sam looked at her and she cheekily winked in a way which said "trouble? Why would I, me of all people want to get you in trouble?" he laughed to himself and walked out of the room to find the nearest toilet... he had been dying to pee since he stepped on the ship. Jumping off of the top bunk she put her other shoe where Sam had placed the one she threw at him. She then threw her arms around her mum's shoulders; Phoebe had been standing in the corner just watching her children playfully argue.

"You happy momma?" Brittany said, she was still hugging her tight.

"I'm right as rain sweetheart." Phoebe replied, feeling the soft peck of Brittany's lips on her cheek. Her daughter was always there for her, never forgetting that family was always number one.