Author's Notes: So I know I've already written a Fan Fiction about Jack and Rose, but every time I watch this movie I get my hopes up that Jack may live! Of course, each time he dies it breaks my heart all over again and sends me spiraling toward ice-cream and chocolate. Therefore, I figured that I would write one about what, in my eyes, would have happened had Jack lived. And I promise, There shall be no "ONCE UPON A TIME" I hate beginning stories that way.

Anyways, Now that I'm rambling I shall begin before I forget and type a whole biography about why I hate beginning stories that way. Here you go!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plotline, and even that is a little iffy. I give all credit to the rightful owner.

Rose's POV

My eyelids flickered open to the sun shining down on me. The air was crisp and clean and teeth were chattering all around me. It was cold despite the blanket that was tucked around me. I could feel nothing but the cold, and the sudden paroxysm of despair that tore at my tattered heart.

"You're going to get outta here Rose. You're going to go on, and make lots of babies and you're going to watch them grow.." His voice in my head brought tears rushing to my eyes. I attempted to summon his face, features, even his physique, but I couldn't manage it. I tried to imagine him healthy and warm again, but when I managed to see his face, I saw it the way I had when we were floating mid-Atlantic Ocean.

"Miss, We are getting ready to transfer each of you to the Carpathia." A man's voice said touching my shoulder gently.

I knew that they would expect me to sit aboard the rescue ship, and wait for our arrival in America. Truth is, I didn't want to arrive anywhere without Jack. As I endeavored to sit up to tell the man this, I felt someone's arm also tucked around me. I was furious; how dare they lay next to me when I had lost the man that mattered most to me? Rage seared through my blood, allowing sitting up that much easier.

The arm fell limply beside me, and I was just about to tell the person belonging to the arm off but he stirred. As his eyes blinked open, my heart fluttered about happily in my chest. The pain that I had been feeling only moments ago, melted away slowly as I recognized the man lying next to me.

My mouth was frozen, in the not so literal sense. The words that I wanted so much to say were stationary in my throat.

"Rose," He whispered. His voice was barely audible, and even though my hearing was impaired I heard my name on his lips. "I told you that you'd make it."

My heart pounded in my chest as I skimmed my eyes over his face. For a minute I thought I may be dreaming, seeing his face. He looked almost like an angel; I could have sworn that I had lost him. I finally found my voice. "That you did." My voice cracked slightly.

Tears wanted to flood into my eyes as he sat up. I noticed he shook slightly from the ice of the morning, but that he still seemed to have the strength to sit up and stare at me intensely with his beautiful aquamarine eyes. His arm stretched up and before I knew it, his hand was on my cheek.

"Let's go. Move it, Move it," The man transferring people to the Carpathia said.

"We'd better go," He said letting his hand drop down to mine. He stood up slowly and pulled me along gently. I clung to the side of him while we waited for the passengers to be helped into the giant ship (as compared to the lifeboats I had slept in all night.).

"Jack?" I questioned quietly. I wasn't sure he heard me until he shifted to face me.

"Yes Rose?" He replied looking curious as to what I had to say.

"I have a question. It's not that I'm not grateful that it didn't happen, but I could have sworn I'd lost you."

"I wasn't dead Rose. I'd gotten so cold that I'd lost all consciousness. The last thing I remember is someone pulling me into the boat because they'd seen a minute assessment that could have been a breath. I woke up with you next to me, and you were shivering so I put my arm around you."

"Jack, I'm so sorry." I answered slowly.

"Rose, Don't you dare start apologizing. It was nowhere near your fault. You couldn't have prevented anything."

I figured he was right but that didn't stop the word sorry from escaping my lips yet again. People all around us were babbling, and hysterical in search of their loved ones that may or may not have lived through the sinking.

Attendants all about the ship deck were asking people for their names. Many people questioned whether someone else was somewhere aboard the ship. Many, however, didn't like the answer they got. A family of three young girls was sitting on the wooden deck crying because their daddy was nowhere to be found. I pressed myself closer into Jack's side and watched attendants scurry about trying to get everyone calmed down, consoled, and settled.

"Can I take a name please, love?" a strong male voice asked from behind me.

"Dawson," I replied looking up into Jack's sea foam eyes. "Rose Dawson." He smiled down at me and told the man his name.

"You took my name. Why Rose?" He asked as the man stepped away from us.

"I told you before. I love you Jack." I answered easily. The words flowed from my mouth like melted chocolate right as his lips met mine.

"You didn't even give me a chance," He answered as he pulled back ever so slightly.

"A chance to do what?"

"I know I don't have a ring, but Rose?" He questioned and pulled me closer to him so he was whispering in my ear, "Will you marry me?"

So Yeah I know it sucks. I didn't know what to do. :D I might fix it later. Any way on to Part or Chapter 2!