Okay so first things first...This is a work of fiction and it shouldn't be taken as historically accurate. A few minor things may be changed but nothing major. I do not own titanic or any of the characters except my own characters. So...with that I say enjoy!
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Amelia Moody stood outside of her brothers room and debated whether or not she should knock on the door and disturb his sleep. She was lucky enough to even get on the ship let alone be able to come to his room.
"Just do it Amelia." Amelia lifted her hand and rapped on the door, once, twice, three times. She lowered her hand and waited.
"What the bloody..." The door opened and she came face to face with her brother. His hair was a messa and he had his night clothes on. She gave him a small, shy smile and wrung her hands together in front of her.
"Jesus Amelia what are you doing here? No one but crew is supposed to be here." Amelia watched her brother look down the halls and then he pulled her into his room. She looked at the stark white walls and the white sheets and blankets. The only sign of colour in the room was his trunk, the desk, and his jacket which was hung on the back of the desk chair.
"I am lucky I was able to come aboard. I met the designer, Mr Andrews? He let me on and showed me where to go." Her brother sighed and fixed his messy hair before opening his trunk and grabbing his uniform out.
"You're not allowed to board until the rest of the passengers do. I will get in trouble from both the Captain and Mr. Ismay." Amelia turned her back while her brother got dressed and only turned her head when he tapped her shoulder.
"I wanted to talk to you James." James sighed and went to ask her what she wanted when a knock on the door interrupted him.
"James it's time for...Oh I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something?" Amelia turned her attention towards the man that had now entered the room and gave him a small smile.
"No it's alright, Harold. This is my sister Amelia, Ameila this is 5th officer Harold Lowe." Amelia saw his hand reach out and she stretched out her hand. He brought it to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand.
"Pleasure to meet you, Amelia." Amelia felt her face turn flush. She smiled back at him.
"I can say the same." The pair stared at each other for a few moments before the sound of a throat clearing made Amelia jump.
"Oh I'm sorry James. I'm keeping you from your duties. I suppose we'll talk later?" James nodded and embraced his sister. She felt the thick wool of his jacket under her cheek and hugged him back.
"I will see you later." Amelia gave both her brother and her brothers friend before she brushed past Harold and exited the room. She walked down the long and confusing hallways until she found the stairs leading to the upper floors.
She had just gotten to the deck when she spotted Mr. Andrews looking over a few of the lifeboats. She wanted to thank him for his help finding her brother and began to walk towards him.
"Mr. Andrews! I would like to thank you for your help. I found my brother however at this time he can't talk. But still thank you." Mr. Andrews gave her a kind smile and motioned towards the rails of the ship.
"In the next few days this ship will make her maiden voyage. The world will be watching as one of the biggest and most luxurious ship crossed the Atlantic." She smiled and looked over the railing of the ship. It was in its final days of preparation before it would be boarded and launched.
"And I can't even convince them to bring on more lifeboats. They say it will clutter the deck." Mr. Andrews shook his head and turned to the lovely brunette beside him.
"But never mind that. Would you like a tour before the chaos begins? Perhaps your brother will be done by the time the tour is over?" Amelia smiled and took his outstretched arm.
"That would be lovely. Thank you." Amelia walked along side Mr. Andrews and listened as he explained the workings of the ship and how he came to design certain parts. She had asked him various questions.
She had appreciated that he answered her questions and didn't brush her curiosity off, or even worse say that it wasn't a woman's place to know such things.
By the time they had come back to the place they started, the Captain and the officers were all out on the deck, talking amongst themselves or having a smoke. She quickly spotted her brother among the officers and he gave her a small smile before finishing his conversation.
"Mr. Andrews, who is this lovely woman?" The man had the same style of jacket and hat that her brother had, but this man was clearly higher up in ranks than her brother.
"This, Mr. Wilde, is Amelia Moody. She is Mr. Moody's sister and she is here as my guest." She would have to thank Mr. Andrews again. He had not only saved herself from trouble but also her brother.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Moody." Amelia had received another kiss to her hand and felt another blush working itself up her neck. She knew that kissing hands of women was quite the norm, but she was not used to it.
"Pleasure to meet you too Mr. Wilde." She could feel James' eyes burning a hole in her and she turned to look at him. He didn't have an unpleasant look on his face, but rather a worried one. This would be the greatest trip he would take as an officer and he didn't want it to be ruined.
"You do have quite the resemblance to your brother. Minus the colour of your hair I suppose." Amelia looked at Mr. Wilde and nodded then glanced back at her brother.
Her brother had looked away by now, but Mr. Lowe was looking in his place. Amelia tried to listen to the conversation that Mr. Andrews and Mr. Wilde we're having, but she found herself very distracted by the handsome officer that had caught her eye.