Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Titanic and neither most scenes. They belong to their respective owner and some to history. This is just Titanic in Rose's POV and in book version. Thank you for reading and ENJOY!

Chapter One - Heart of Ice

It's the 'Ship of dreams', to everyone else. To me It's a slave ship, taking me back to America in chains. Outwardly, I'm everything a well brought up girl should be. Inwardly, I'm screaming. I see my whole life as if I'd already lived it. An endless parade of parties, and coltillions, yhats and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I feel like I'm standing in a great precipice with no one to pull me back, no one who cared or even noticed.

I entered my bedroom and decided I should rest.

"Trudy." I called as I unpinned my hair. "Trudy." No answer.

"Trudy!" Now, I'm getting angry.

I tried to zip down my dress, but I couldn't. The zipper was stuck and everytime I tried to pull it down, it would pinch my skin. The more I failed at unlocking myself from the dress, the more I became frusterated.

I threw things on the floor and screamed at the top of my lungs. The pearl necklace on my throat was choking me, so I ripped it apart and watched the pearls roll on the floor. I looked into the mirror and saw my position. My makeup was ruined and so was my hair. But, more importantly my life was ruinhed with it.

At that sudden realization, I knew I didn't want to be trapped in this life anymore. I broke the mirror, as if to break this life, and ran out of my stateroom.

Tears are running down my face and I, too, am running. The wind stung my face. And my cheeks were hot.

I just need to get away. To run and run. But, when I hit the back rail I realized there's no more ship. Not even the Titanic is big enough to get away from my world.

Before, I'd really thought about it, I climbed over to the other side.

This is it. I'll let go and all the pain will go away. I'll be free and i'll be sane again.

I examined the black sea. The violent waves mocked me, but the ocean was happy. Was happy that'll set me free and I let my fingers slowly slip.

"Don't do it."

Who can that be interrupting me? I stopped myself and looked back. A man was standing behind me with a cigeratte in his mouth. With everything going on in my thoughts, I hadn't heard him follow me. His hair is a golden blonde and he's quite handsome. His clothes aren't from first class and don't seem proper enough for second. I can only guess, he's from third.

"Stay back! Don't come any closer!" I yelled.

"Come on just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over." He responded.

"No! Stay where you are, I mean it! I'll let go!"

He took the cigarette from his mouth and motioned that he wanted to throw it out in the ocean. And when he did so, he got closer to me. Meaning he can reach over and stop my attempt of suicide.

"No you won't."

What? Who does this man think he is?

"What do you mean 'No, I won't'? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do. You don't know me!"

"Well, you wouldv'e done it already."

"You're distracting me! Go away!" I yelled.

"I can't. I'm involved now. You let go and i'm gonna have to jump in there after ya." He slid off his jacket.

"Don't be absurd! You'll get killed."

"I'm a good swimmer." He said, unlacing his shoes.

"The fall alone would kill you."

"It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't." He removed his right shoe. "To tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold."

Cold? My goodness. I can't handle that.

"How cold?"

"Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. You, uh, you ever been to Wisconsin?" He removed his left shoe.

Is he really starting small talk? I can't believe this man. How ridiculous!

"What?"

"Well, we have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up there near Chipawwa Falls. I remember when I was a kid, me and my father we went ice fishing down on Lakewood Soda."

Incorrect grammer. Deffinetly from third.

"Ice fishing is-"

"I know what ice fishing is!" I yelled. Does he really think i'm that clueless?

"Sorry. You just seem like, ya know, an indoor girl. Anyway, I uh, I fell through some thin ice. And I'm telling ya, water that cold, like right down there, it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can't breathe you can't think, least not about anything but the pain."

Pain? Knives? Maybe I should rethink this a little.

"Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in there after ya. Like I said, I don't have a choice." He removed his vest. "I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the railing and get me off the hook here."

I really don't want to go like this, but I can't give in. Sure, they'll be pain, but it'll go away quickly. And soon, I'd be free. So, I cannot leave.

"You're crazy!" I yelled.

"That's what everybody says, but with all due respect miss, I'm not the one hanging off the back of the ship here. Come on, give me your hand. You don't want to do this."

You know, maybe I can escape from Cal and find a better life of my own. I'll stick with him now, but when the ship docks, I'll get off on my own. Yes, It'll be difficult, but It'll be worth it.

I reached my hand over and slipped it into his. I didn't realize he was so close. A lot closer than before. Carefully, I turned my feet over, facing him. And I saw him. He was handsome. Very. His jaw was perfectly alined and his mouth was small. His eyes were a crystal blue. The first thing you notice about him. But, when I looked into his eyes. It was like I looked into his soul. Kind and pure.

"Whew! I'm Jack Dawson."

"Rose Dewitt Bukater."

"I'm gonna have to get you to write that down."

I laughed and then he joined in.

"Come on." He pulled me up slightly, but my dress caught on my heel. And then I slipped. It was all too fast. The wind burned my face and panic attacked me. The only thing I was holding onto was him. With just one hand. I hung there and I couldn't put my mind straight. I was terrified. He was going to let my hand go, and I was going to have a painful death.

"Come on!" He struggled to pull me up. All I could do was scream. "Come on Rose!"

"PLEASE HELP ME!" I screamed.

"Rose I won't let go. Now, pull up!" His eyes were sincere.

I looked down and there was only water below me. I need to pull myslef up. I can't go like this.

"Come on!" He yelled. I pushed myself up and he pulled, next thing I knew I was laying on the floor and he fell on top of me. I am shocked and horrified. All the images of my almost death replayed. I was trembling and the panic still hasn't left my body, but I knew he wouldn't let that happen again.

"You're okay Rose, you're okay." His face was just inches from mine. I didn't really care. I was so gracious of this man who saved my life.

"You stand back and don't move an inch! Call the Master at Arms!" yelled someone. Then, a man came to me and helped me up. I noticed him almost immeadiatly. Quartermaster Rowe. Someone else handcuffed Jack Dawson.

Before I knew it, Cal was already here yelling at him.

"What made you think you could put your hands on my fianceé?" Jack was annoyed and looked away, Cal took him by his shirt and forced him to look at him. "Look at me, you filth! What did you think you were doing?"

"Cal. Cal! It was an accident. It was stupid, really. I was leaning over and I slipped." I could see in his eyes, he didn't believe me.

"I was leaning far over to see the uh, uh, uh, uh, the uh,-"

"The propellers." Cal said.

"Yes! The propellers, when I slipped! And I would've gone overboard, but Mr. Dawson here saved me and almost went over himself." I lied.

"She wanted to see the propellers!" Cal said, giving into my lie.

"Was that the way of it?" The Master at Arms asked Mr. Dawson.

He looked at me. Questioning why I wanted him to lie with his eyes. I just gave a harsh stare, telling him to say yes.

"Uh, yeah. That was pretty much it." He said. Oh thank goodness. I can't have Cal knowing I wanted to committ suicide because of him.

"Like I've always said, women and machinery don't mix." Lovejoy added. There are more people here, than I've noticed.

"Well, the boy's a hero then! Let him go Lovejoy." The Master at Arms said.

"Allright, come Rose. Let's go inside, It's freezing here!" Cal said.

"Perhaps a little something for the boy?" The Master at Arms requested.

"Of course. Lovejoy, a 20 should do it."

"Is that the going rate for saving the woman you love?" I challenged.

"Rose is displeased. What to do?" He thought. "I know! Perhaps you can join us for dinner tommorrow evening to regale our group with your heroic tale." He said to Mr. Dawson.

"Sure. Count me in." He accepted.

"Good. It's settled then." Cal said then added "This should be interesting," under his breath. "Well, come on Rose. It's freezing out here." We started walking and someone wistled, and when I looked back, Lovejoy and Mr. Dawson were talking.

"Rose, don't scare me like that again, please." Cal said interrupting my thoughts.

"Of course, Cal." We walked to our rooms in first class and Cal insited on having his arm around my waist. We got inside and I ran to my room to escape. I undressed and put on my night gown. As I sat down and started to comb my hair, Cal entered. And came towards me.

"I know you've been melancholy and I don't intend to know why." He said unexpectedly tender.

He walked towards me, pulling a black velvet box from behind his back. "I intended to save this until the engagement galas next week, but I thought tonight. Perhaps a little reminder of my feelings for you."

He gave me the box and I slowly opened it. Inside was a necklace. An enormous blue stone with white gold diamond incrested chains. It's a malevolent blue stone glittering with an infinity of scalpel-like inner reflections, shaped like a heart. I saw myself in that stone.

"My God... Cal, is it a-"

"Diamond. Yes it is. Fifty-six carats." He said, proudly. He took the necklace and placed it around my throat. It's very heavy and felt like a dog collar. Like this stone was controling me. Forcing me to stay with him.

"It was worn by Louis The Sixteenth. They call it Le Couer de la Mer, the-"

"The Heart Of The Ocean." I interrupted.

"Ha, yes."

"Cal, it's overwhelming." Of course his gift is only to reflect light on himself, to illuminate the greatness that is Caledon Hockley, It's still beautiful. Even of it is a cold stone... a heart of ice.

He looked at us in the mirror and suddenly became serious. "It's for royalty. And we're royalty." He started to carress my neck and the necklace. "There's nothing I wouldn't give you, nothing I would deny you. If you wouldn't deny me." He became tense again. "Oh, open your heart to me Rose."

A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter of my fanfiction. I have a lot more ahead and a lot more planned. Please review telling me what you think and thank you so much for reading. I love Titanic and I decided to make a fanfiction of the movie. I hope you enjoyed it and i will post the next chapter soon, hopefully.

Last Updated: 7/6/12