New fic I thought I'd try out. Set present day. Both Rose and Jack have a daughter. Jack's wife died during child birth and Rose's husband died of Tuberculosis and she is now engaged to Cal.

Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic.

"Emily" Rose Dewitt Bukater prodded her daughter on the morning of April 10th 2002.

"Emily sweetheart wake up" she said louder smiling slightly as her 15 year old swatted her with her hand and mumbled

"Too early" she groaned her voice muffled by the pillow.

Rose rolled her eyes and spoke again "honey if you don't wake up you'll miss the ship." They had been on a two month tour of Europe and today they were sailing home to America on Titanic courtesy of her fiancée Caledon Hockley.

"Don't care, go without me" came the muffled reply. Rose rolled her eyes

"you leave me no choice" she smirked slightly as she grasped the covers and pulled them back her smile growing as her daughter jumped up and yelped in surprise.

"What did you do that for?!" she squealed hitting her mother with a pillow.

Rose immediately retaliated and before she knew it they were chasing each other around the room giggling uncontrollably as the dodged the pillows.

They were interrupted however by someone clearing there throat at the doorway.

"When you're quite finished" Ruth Dewitt Bukater snapped, making her disapproval obvious.

"Get dressed and come down to the parlour for breakfast. We leave in an hour" and with that she turned on her heel closing the door behind her.

Rose and Emily glance at each other before they dissolved into a fit of giggles.

Callie Dawson chewed her bottom lip nervously glancing out the window at Titanic, the grandest ship in the world.

She looked back down at the table in front of her, which was littered with money and various jewels, and her father who was holding a hand of cards his face giving away nothing.

"Daddy you're gambling with everything we have" she whispered

Jack leaned into her and took the cigarette out of his mouth blowing a puff of smoke. "When you got nothin' you got nothin' to lose" he murmured before turning back to the men in front of him.

Callie turned away unable to watch. Finally after what seemed like an eternity she heard her father jump up and yell "full house boys!"

She turned round and leapt into her father's open arms squealing in delight. "we're going home!" he yelled spinning her round.

The ship's horn sounded again and the two stared at each other before grabbing their stuff and running out the bar

Emily stepped out of the car and stared up at the ship before her in awe. She turned as she heard her mother's voice as she too got out of the car.

"I don't see what all the fuss is about, it doesn't look any bigger than the Mauritania" glancing at her daughter from underneath her huge purple hat, the pair shared a grin. She held out her arm to her daughter and they headed towards the gangplank as Cal boasted about the ship being unsinkable.

They walked up the gangplank and after giving there names they were led to their suite, which comprised of several rooms all with mahogany wood walls, Emily swore she could still smell paint.

The steward led them into the room that they would be sharing and left with a polite nod.

Rose sat down on the bed with a sigh and through her at across the room.

"Mama? Are you okay?"

"Rose looked up at her daughter with a sad smile and motioned for her to come and sit next to her.

Emily obliged and sat down beside her mother wrapping her arms around her in a tight hug

"I love you so much" her mother whispered into her hair as they rocked back and forth.

"I love you too Mama" she replied.

They sat like that for a few more minutes before Rose pulled back and quickly wiped a hand across her eyes.

"Well we'd better go unpack" she stated placing a quick kiss on her daughter's forehead before she left the room.

"Would you like all of them out?" Trudy asked referring to Rose's paintings.

Rose considered "Yes, we need a little colour in this room"

"Oh God not those finger paintings again" the all too familiar drawl of her fiancé came from the doorway "they certainly were a waste of money"

"The difference between Cal's taste in art and mine is that I have some" Rose stated dryly smirking at her daughter.

Emily smiled back but couldn't help thinking its going to be a long trip.

So I realize it's a mistake when I have all these other ones on the go but I couldn't help myself. So there it is. More soon

Robyn