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A/N: So this has been eating at my brain begging to be written. With this coming weekend being the 100th anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic, I thought it fitting to start posting now in order to (hopefully) finish on time. I am aware that Jonathan Byrne, Ciarán McMenamin, Stephen Hogan, and Ruth Bradley appeared in renditions based on the event respectively. However, I've only seen bits and pieces of Saving the Titanic and only the trailer for the Titanic miniseries in which Ruth Bradley appeared in. So this story will be my own version of Matt and Emily reuniting, only on the Titanic, etc.

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Disaster Button

Prologue

"Stop!" Matt shouted as he raced down the hallway.

What were the chances of him showing up here at an anomaly alert after so long?

"Matt?" Jess asked in a panic.

"It's Ethan. He's here and he's got some sort of device." Matt explained as he rounded a corner still in pursuit of Ethan.

"Matt, where are you?" Becker demanded over the coms.

"Jess?" Matt prompted.

"He's currently chasing Ethan through the Hull Workshop heading toward the Equipment Workshop in the southwest quadrant." Jess spoke as she tapped at the keys furiously trying to pinpoint the location of the others.

"Becker's on his way over from the Steel Yard and Connor and Abby have just entered the Equipment Workshop from the Logistics Terminal." Jess announced.

Matt had chased Ethan into what seemed to be a dead end. The only way out was a large, loading window to Matt's right which looked out over the shipyard.

"There's no where else to go, Ethan." Matt declared. "Why don't you just give up and tell me why you're here."

Ethan chuckled as he produced some sort of device from behind his back.

"Just stopping by." He admitted. "Though, I wasn't exactly expecting the welcoming party."

Ethan pushed a couple of buttons and an anomaly opened in the loading window.

Matt raised his EMD. "You're not getting away again."

"Matt!" Connor and Abby shouted simultaneously as they rushed toward him.

"Oh, I wasn't planning on going anywhere." Ethan smirked as Matt turned quickly to see Connor and Abby running down the corridor.

As Matt spun back around, he was met with a jab to the stomach via Ethan's knee. As he fell forward coughing, Ethan pushed him into a wall and wrestled the EMD from him before shooting him; knocking him through the anomaly.

"Matt!" Abby and the others shouted as they rushed forward to the rescue of their teammate.

Ethan promptly shut the anomaly and chucked the device out the loading window with flourish.

Becker rushed forward and tackled Ethan to the ground; shouting for backup.

They had received the call earlier that day.

An anomaly appeared at some shipyard south of London.

"Jess, is there any sign of creature incursion?" Matt asked as he led the drive to the shipyard.

"None yet." She replied. "I'll let you know if anything comes through before you guys get there."

Matt heard a crunch of paper beside him.

He didn't need to guess what it was. He glanced casually to the side to see Abby placing an envelope in compartment in between the front seats where he could see it.

She had been trying to force the envelope on him for the past few days.

Matt took his earpiece out as he continued to drive.

Connor and Becker were riding in the truck just behind them. Matt had taken notice of Connor's hurt expression when Abby had opted to ride in the first truck instead of with Connor in the second.

"Abby. I don't want to know what happened to Emily." He spoke, his tone even.

"You cared about her, Matt." She replied. "I think you should know what happened to her."

"Abby you've been badgering me for days now about it. I think I've made my position on the matter fairly clear."

Abby went to object only to get cut off by Matt.

"Emily made her way home. Back to where she belongs. I don't want to know what happened to her beyond that, Abby. It doesn't concern me."

"You're not the least bit curious of what happened to her?" Abby asked almost hurt.

Matt kept his eyes forward. "Maybe you should be putting more attention into your relationship with Connor than you do into my personal life."

"What's that supposed to mean?" He could feel her glaring at him.

"Connor thinks you're having an affair, Abby." Matt retorted, glancing back and forth between Abby and the road.

"No he doesn't."

"Yes, he does. He thinks you're having an affair with me because you always follow me around badgering me about my personal life and don't pay the least attention to him nowadays."

"That's not true. Connor knows that I love him."

"Then maybe you should tell him that, Abby."

"Matt." Jess called via the earpiece. "Matt, I've got visual of something."

Matt put the earpiece back in his ear. "Go ahead Jess."

"It looks like someone's emerged from the anomaly. I can't get a fix on their face, unfortunately."

"Keep trying. We're pulling up now." Matt announced as they pulled up outside the shipyard.

"Alright." Jess replied. "Will do. And all of you; be careful."

Matt groaned softly as he tried to move.

Wherever he ended up, it smelled like oil, steel, and coal.

If he wasn't mistaken, he was laying on lumps of coal, if not a pile of rocks.

"Come, now's not the time to be napping on the job!" Someone with an Irish accent scolded him. "And in a coal bed of all places! Are ya mad?"

"I—I fell. Hit my head." Matt explained as he staggered to his feet.

"And how did you manage that?" The man crossed his arms.

Matt glanced around to get a bearing of his surroundings.

He was on a ship of some sort; in the bowels of one anyway. Judging by the man's clothes, Ethan had sent him back in the past, at least a century or so.

"I was—walking on the level just above this one." Matt began, pointing to the walkway just above. "I was admiring the craftsmanship and lost my footing."

The man whistled. "That's quite a fall."

Matt nodded.

"If I were you, I'd be praying your thanks to the Lord tonight for sparing your life. This girl's brand-new about to begin her maiden voyage. It would be a shame to see further mishaps befall her."

"Understood." Matt nodded again.

"We'll be docking in Southampton in about an hour to begin taking on Titanic's first of many passengers. I suggest you make your way to report to Mr. Bell. Before we make dock."

"Yes sir."

"Good man. I've other duties to perform before making dock. Better get a move on, lad. Last I saw Mr. Bell, he was on his way to the post office." The man said sternly before continuing on to another part of the ship.

Matt stood in his spot for a few minutes, trying to get his bearings.

It didn't seem real.

How did he have the misfortune of turning up aboard a ship that was doomed to sink?

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