Author's Note: Hi, everyone! Thanks for reading first of all... I know this is a pretty short chapter, but I wanted to get the story going fast. By the way, this is the sequel to TinTanic. It will include some romance, action, mystery, and good old fashioned Tintin adventure. Special thanks to z3ldafan. Please read and review! Enjoy, the next chapter will be coming soon! :)

Ch.1- Drinks

It had been the scariest event in his life. Somehow him, Snowy, and the Captain had made it. They were in the second to last lifeboat. Poor Tintin couldn't stop thinking of Audrey.

"Don't worry lad, it's going to be ok." The Captain said as his voice wavered, noticing Tintin's slumped shoulders as the Titanic was sinking.

The shrieks and cries of the hopelessly lost sent chills down Tintin's spine and he held his face in his hands to hide his tears.

Now he was sitting in his apartment on Labrador Road, safe and sound. His face was pale and he was still having trouble coming to terms with what had happened. Once he'd seen that article in the newspaper he was in denial.

Two of the lifeboats had gone missing. Number 12 and number 27, the passengers of those lifeboat were unaccounted for. Audrey had been in number 27.

"It's not possible…" Tintin trailed off when the Captain showed him the paper. He had slumped back into a chair and hung his head.

No. He told himself. It's not true.

"I'm sorry Tintin." The Captain had said, but realized it was useless.

It was already a week later. The Captain was upset, considering that his friend Captain Smith had gone down with his ship and his best friend lost the girl he'd loved.

"Come on Tintin, we need to get out of the building." The Captain tried to say cheerfully as he pulled Tintin to his feet and stole the newspaper with the tragic article from him. Ever since he'd found it he hadn't stopped reading it.

"I don't feel like going anywhere Captain." Tintin had moaned, but the Captain kept insisting and eventually he gave in.

"Stay here and be good." He mumbled to Snowy as Haddock dragged him out the door.

Seizing the moment, The Captain decided to take Tintin out for a drink. He figured that if Tintin didn't want any whiskey, he at least could get one for himself.

Captain Haddock sat down happily at the bar and ordered a whiskey for the both of them. Tintin sat, slumping in his chair, his head almost in his lap. He wasn't in the mood.

Captain Haddock took a swig of his whiskey and sighed.

"Come on Tintin, have some."

Not really hearing the Captain or paying attention to what he was doing, Tintin drank the whole glass of whiskey. His eyes widened once he'd finished, but then he just rubbed them and went back to being pitiful.

The server kept bringing the whiskey and Tintin kept drinking it. Before he knew it, empty bottles and overturned cups surrounded him.

"Tintin, lad, you may want to slow down with the whiskey." The Captain cautioned his friend, who was looking rather woozy.

"Excuse me, but I was wondering if you may direct me towards Labrador Road…" Came a young woman's voice next to the Captain.

It sounded so much like Audrey that the Captain had to look over. His eyes got huge and his mouth dropped open.

"Tintin, Tintin look. It's her... Audrey!" The Captain whispered furiously and gently punched his friend's shoulder a few times.

In response Tintin picked up the whiskey bottle he'd emptied and began to make kissing noises at it.

Hearing the noises, Audrey looked over and her big, turquoise eyes widened in surprise.

"Tintin? You're alive!" She gasped in relief and went over the reporter.

"I love you." Tintin said to the bottle and laughed a very strange sounding laugh.

Audrey was speechless. Tintin had told her he never drank, ever.

"Ok, ok, I know this looks really bad, but this is only the third time I've ever seen Tintin take a sip of alcohol. In fact, it's my fault. I'm to blame for this. I… he…it was an accident." The Captain said, trying to cover for his friend.

" The third? But how? That makes no sense! I can't believe this is happening! He told me he never drank!" Audrey shouted, her face growing pink in embarrassment.

"He doesn't drink! The times he did drink were accidents!"

"How can you possibly drink on accident?" Audrey demanded, her voice rising. She was so upset.

"He thought you were dead!" The Captain exclaimed. "He was so depressed I decided to take him out for a bit. I didn't really think he'd start drinking!"

Audrey rubbed her eyes and shook her head. "You took him to a bar..."

"You're both very beautiful…" Tintin said, his words slurring as he gestured towards both Audrey and the Captain.

Tears were welling up in Audrey's eyes. She'd been so worried… and now? How could this be happening?

The Captain had been telling the truth though. The only times Tintin had ever drank was when he'd accidently drunk the whiskey smuggled into the bottles marked ginger beer (which really isn't beer) by the Captain and when there was an accident with the punctured alcohol bottles in Morocco. The fumes had been intoxicating. The Captain was about to ask Audrey how she'd made it since her lifeboat had supposedly gone missing, but then the worse possible thing happened.

Tintin lifted his head for a moment then it slammed down hard upon the bar counter. That was it. He'd passed out completely.

Oh, blistering barnacles! The Captain groaned inwardly. Of all times for this to happen, it has to happen now.

Audrey looked expectantly at the Captain and shook her head shamefully.

"Well, come on, we've got to get him out of here…" she sighed.