The Captain's Daughter

by Rainbow Haired Girl

Edward Smith's eldest daughter who is 29 years old has been on every ship that he has captained since she was ten years old. She now joins him on the Titanic for her maiden voyage. She has met the ship builder before the Titanic was completed. Thomas/OC

1. The Titanic

The Captain's Daughter

Rainbow Haired Girl

Summary: Edward Smith's eldest daughter who is 29 years old has been on every ship that he has captained since she was ten years old. She now joins him on the Titanic for her maiden voyage. She has met the ship builder before the Titanic was completed. She of course falls for Thomas Andrews and doesn't know how to tell him that she had fallen in love with him. When disaster strikes the Titanic can the two of them stay together or will Thomas make her leave the ship?

Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic. I only own a two disc edition of it.

Authoress Note: I started this on the 100th Anniversary of Titanic's sinking. I was hoping to have it posted by then, but that didn't happen. So here it is.

Chapter 1

The Titanic

I stood in the office of White Star Line owner J. Bruce Ismay with my father Edward Smith. You are probably wondering who I am. My name is Valerie Smith. I was born in 1883 on January 1st. And yes, that would make me a New Years Eve baby. I am now 29 years old and have been on four ships in my life time. I was on the Majestic, the Baltic, the Adriatic, and the Olympic when my father was the Captain of them.

"Edward Smith how many times do I have to tell you not to bring your daughter here." J. Bruce Ismay said scolding the former captain of the Olympic.

I hated it when he scolded my father. He just took it and never said a damn word about it. My father had every right to bring me here.

My father didn't say a word like every other time. This time he really did speak up for me. "Mr. Ismay you know my daughter always comes to these meetings. She has been on four ships in her life time. She wants to be on this ship as well."

J. Bruce Ismay looked sharply at me.

I wore a well designed gown that was navy blue in color to match my father's wear. I had my light brown hair tied back into an elegant bun with a sapphire comb well placed. I also had sea blue eyes that matched my father's eyes.

"Is that true you want to sail on the Titanic?"

I looked at Ismay. "Yes, Sir." I said politely. I really wanted to deck him one for scolding my father, but I knew that it wouldn't end well if I did that. My father would never get to be Captain of the Titanic. So I bit my tongue and kept as cool as I could with out blowing a gasket.

"Well I don't see why not. You've been on the last few ships that your father captained for us. I am sure he has already gotten you a ticket?"

I forced a smile onto my lips. "Yes, sir. He did get me a ticket already."

Ismay forced a smile onto his lips. "Who will she be dining with when we go on the maiden voyage?" He questioned my father.

Father just smiled at him. "She'll be dining with Mr. Andrews for the duration of the trip. Once and a while with me." He explained to Ismay.

I could tell Ismay wasn't happy about that, but I really could careless. I hadn't seen Thomas Andrews since he had begun the work on the Titanic. I had met him a few times before he started designing the Titanic I also had gotten to see him design part of the ship which made me happy to at least see how a ship was designed. I would have to go and talk to him once we got onto the ship and try to see the blueprints for the ship.

"I see. Well, I will see you on April 10th." He said looking at my father. "Be there early to make sure that everything in your captain's room is correct."

My father smiled. "Yes, sir." He bowed his head in respects for the man.

I curtsied and followed my father out the door. I followed him out to the car and we were well on our way home. In two days time I would be on the Titanic.

Father looked at me. "I know you don't like Mr. Ismay Valarie, but please on this trip be as kind as you can to him."

I let out a sigh. "Yes, father." I said, softly. I really hated being nice to that bastard and he knew that.

"Maybe you could sing for us if he allows you to." He said with a hopeful smile.

I smiled at him. I really hoped that he was right that Ismay would allow me to sing on the ship. It would really have meant a lot to me if he allowed me to sing.

"Did Mary get everything packed for you love?" He asked me as he looked at me with the same blue eyes that I had.

"Yes, father she did." I said with a small smile. My mind was still wandering to when I would meet Thomas Andrews again.

"Good good." He said with a smile. He noticed the look on my face. "Valarie." He said to me.

I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yes, father?"

"You are thinking about Thomas Andrews again aren't you?"

Blush crept up onto my cheeks. "What gives you that idea father?" I tried to hide my surprise, but it didn't work out so well. My father knew when I was surprised because it would come out as a squeak at times.

"I can tell that you are thinking of him. You haven't seen him since the day he started building the Titanic." He said looking at me. "You miss him and I know that."

I looked at my father and nodded my head. "Yes, it will be good to see him again father."

He smiled and placed his larger hand over my small one. "I am sure that he will be surprised to see you there on the ship."

I smiled. "I am sure he will father."

Father always knew how my mind worked. Sometimes it even scared me that he knew so much that I was thinking.

April 10, 1912 came a lot faster then what I thought it would have come and I was excited to get aboard the Titanic before the other passengers had gotten aboard. There was a knock on my door and I got up. It was fairly early in the morning, but father wanted to be there at eight which was an hour and a half away. "Come in." I said to the person that was at my door.

Mary came into the room. "Miss I am here to get you ready." She said with a smile.

I smiled at the maid that helped me and my step-mother out getting ready for the day.

"I picked a wonderful gown for you Miss." She said bringing out a white dress with navy blue beautifully decal into the fabric.

I smiled when I saw it. "Yes, yes that will do. Thank you Mary."

Mary got me into my under dress, corset and finally into my dress. She had put a beautiful Sapphire stone necklace on a gold chain around my neck and pair of earrings to match. She styled my hair into a beautiful updo and placed my Sapphire stoned comb into my hair. "Your father is waiting for you Miss." She said with a smile.

I smiled at my maid and nodded my head. "Thank you Mary."

Mary smiled. "I am going to miss you Miss."

"I am going to miss you to Mary." I said hugging her. I really was going to miss her since she wasn't joining father and me on the ship.

"You be safe Miss."

"I will Mary." I said goodbye to Mary and headed down the stairs meeting up with my father who was waiting for me.

"Valarie you look stunning."

I smiled at my father. "Are you all ready to go?" I asked as looked into his blue eyes.

"Yes, I am and are you?"

"Yes, father I am ready."

We had gotten into the car and was well on our way to where the Titanic was waiting for us. At eight o'clock we had arrived at the Titanic.

"It's a beautiful sight isn't it?" Father said looking at me.

I couldn't take my eyes off of the ship. "It's beautiful father."

"Come let's get you all settled in. I am sure you would want to get some rest before you start your day today." He said with a smile.

"But father I want to meet the crew."

He smiled at me. "You want to meet the crew. I don't see why not."

The two of us walked onto the ship. Everyone on the staff was waiting for us to arrive.

"Hello everyone. I would like to introduce you all to my eldest daughter Valarie." He said introducing me to the crew.

"How do you do." I said curtsying like a proper lady.

"She will be on the ship with us. She has traveled with me on four other ships. So please be kind to her."

"Yes Captain Smith." Said the staff.

Father looked at me and noticed that I was off in my own place again. I couldn't help, but think about meeting Thomas again. He shook his head. "Valarie." He said to me.

I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yes, father?" I asked him softly.

"Would you like me to accompany you to find Mr. Andrews?" He asked me with a smile.

I smiled and nodded my head. "Yes, father. Please?" I asked.

He offered me his arm and I took it. He walked with me in hunt for Thomas Andrews. He spotted Mr. Andrews just arriving onto the ship. "Mr. Andrews." Father called to him.

Thomas Andrews turned and faced us. "Captain Smith." He said with a smile coming over to us. He noticed me. "And who is this lovely young lady?" He asked looking at me with a smile.

"Surely you remember my daughter Valarie Smith." Father said, with a bigger smile.

Thomas looked at me in shock. "This is Valarie. My I almost didn't recognize you. Forgive me Miss Smith."

I smiled and laughed lightly. "Mr. Andrews how many times do I have to ask you call me Valarie."

His face flushed a bit. "I have to remember that Valarie."

I smiled. "I would have expected you not to realize who I was Thomas." I said softly. "After all you were busy with creating this beautiful ship."

He smiled. "Are you sailing on the Titanic?"

I giggled "I wouldn't have it any other way. Nor would father." I said with a smile.

"Mr. Andrews I was wondering if you could keep an eye on my daughter when I'm busy on the ship." Father asked him.

"I wouldn't mind at all Captain." He said with a smile.

I blushed lightly. I was glad that Thomas was agreeing to this.

"Valarie?" Father called me.

I looked at father. "Yes?"

"Would you like to go to your room and rest a little before we set sail?" He asked me kindly.

I shook my head. "I was going to look around the ship if that's ok?" I asked hopeful that I could do that. I loved looking around ships that I was on ever since I went on my first ship ride on the Majestic.

Father smiled. "Well, since no one else is on I don't see a problem with that."

I smiled.

"Valarie." Thomas said to me.

"Yes, Thomas?" I asked looking at him.

"Would you like me to show you around the ship?" He asked me with a smile.

I smiled. "Why I would like that." I looked at my father.

"You take good care of my daughter Mr. Andrews."

"Yes, sir."

Thomas offered his arm to me and I took it.

Father smiled at me. "Have a fun look around the ship."

I smiled. "Thank you father."

"I will see you a bit later."

"Alright father." I said to him.

"Shall we?" Thomas asked me.

"Yes, we shall."

Thomas led me around the ship to begin to show me the interior design of this marvelous ship. Thomas looked at me. "Valarie you look beautiful this morning." He complemented me.

"Thank you." I said politely.

"I haven't seen you since 1908. How have you been Valarie?" He asked me offering a weak smile.

It wasn't his fault that he didn't keep in touch with me after 1908. He was busy building this beautiful ship. "I've been well." I said with a smile. "I would have come by, but I was off and on ships." I said sadly.

He nodded his head in understanding. "I know what you mean. So other then being off and on ships these past few years what else have you done?"

I smiled at him. "Well, other then being busy with being on ships with my father... He's allowed me to sing."

"You sing?"

I nodded my head. "Yes, father seemed to like hearing my voice and asked me if I would sing in front of some of the guests two years ago. I said yes, and they liked my singing."

Thomas smiled at me. "Are you going to be singing on this trip?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "In all honesty I really don't know. It all depends on Mr. Ismay." I said softly.

"Are you worried that Mr. Ismay won't allow you to sing?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "It doesn't really matter. He really isn't going to hurt me any by saying I can't sing in front of people. It won't stop me from singing privately." I said as I walked with him. "Besides father knows that Mr. Ismay doesn't like me and I definitely don't like him."

Thomas nodded his head. "He doesn't like you because why?"

"Well, I think it is because I have been on every trip that the last four ships that I have been on with my father. I think he thinks that I am in the way of my father doing his job and I never really did anything wrong on the ship except for investigate the ships since I lived on them for so long." I said with a smile.

"Oh that would explain it." Thomas said as he showed me more of the ship.

We walked around the ship for two hours before Thomas decided to go and meet up with my father.

"Valarie I will see you at Lunch." Thomas said with a smile.

"I will see you at Lunch. Thank you for showing me this beautiful ship."

"Any time Valarie."

I curtsied and walked to my room after he left to go and find my father. I was happy that I got to see Thomas again. My heart was slamming into my ribs like there was no tomorrow. I knew that I had fallen for Thomas hard and fast and that should have never happened, but it did. I was a captain's daughter and he was a ship builder. I didn't know how father was going to react if I told him that I loved Thomas.

I made it to my room and made sure that my maids had put everything in place which they did. I fingered the combs that I had sitting on my vanity. Father had bought me all of these beautiful combs and other jewelry to match the combs. I was very thankful that he had bought them for me. I had a gold band that would go into my hair when the ball would come on the 13th. I couldn't wait for that.

We had stopped at Cherbourgh Harbor in France to pick up some more people for the long trip to New York. The following day was something that I wasn't expecting. I had eaten the day before with Thomas and my father in the Captain's room. Now came the hard part. I was eating with Ismay that afternoon. I had promised my father that I would behave myself. I had no choice.

That day I had decided on wearing an emerald colored gown with some light green lace that was built into the chest of it that the emerald fabric was opened at. I wore an emerald necklace and earrings along with an emerald comb and a bracelet that my father had bought me the year before that was gold and had emerald stones placed perfectly into the gold chained bracelet. I also had a pair of shoes that matched my dress as well.

Lunch time had come and I was sitting with a group of people that I didn't know. The only two people that I knew were Ismay and Thomas. I heard Ismay open his god forsaken mouth. I really just wanted to reach across the table and smack him, but couldn't.

Thomas sat next to me glancing at me. He squeezed my shoulder lightly.

I turned and faced him.

He gave me a reassuring look that I wasn't supposed to do anything that would jeopardize my father's position as captain.

I bit the inside of my lip and turned my head remaining silent. Ismay was full of shit when he talked and I guess I should just get use to his blabbing mouth.

"She is the largest moving object ever made by the hand of man in all history... and our master shipbuilder, Mr. Andrews here, designed her from the keel plates up." Said Ismay.

I noticed out of the corner of my eyes and noticed that Thomas was uncomfortable with Ismay talking about him.

He shifted lightly in his seat. "Well, I may have knocked her together, but the idea was Mr. Ismay's."

I wanted to groan at this, but he was right about that.

"He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale, and so luxurious in its appointments, that its supremacy would never be challenged. And here she is..." He slaps the table causing me to jump a little bit. "...willed into solid reality."

"Why're ships always bein' called "she"? Is it because men think half the women around here have big sterns and should be weighed in tonnage?" A woman called Margret Brown said. "And Tommy boy I think you scared the beautiful young lady next to you too son when you slapped the table."

My cheeks went red with what she said.

Thomas looked at me and gave me an apologetic smile.

I looked at him and gave him it's an ok look. I look back at what was going on around me trying to ignore Ismay's stupid chattering. I saw a girl much younger then me lighting a cigarette up.

"You know I don't like that, Rose." Her mother said scolding her.

God I hated it when women were such bitches.

"She knows." Said Cal as he took the cigarette from her and put it out.

I listened carefully what he said next. I always made sure that I paid attention to when people ordered just in case I had to leave because of something that someone was eating.

"We'll both have the lamb. Rare, with a little mint sauce." Cal said to the waiter. He looked at Rose. "You like lamb, don't you sweat-pea?"

"So, you gonna cut her meat for her too there, Cal?" Margret asked Cal.

I felt the color drain from my face when I had heard that he ordered lamb. I was going to have to leave the table before the lamb got to the table.

Margret turned her attention to Ismay. "Hey, who came up with the name Titanic? You, Bruce?"

"Yes, actually. I wanted to convey sheer size. And size means stability, luxury... and safety."

Rose looked at Ismay. "Do you know of Dr. Freud?"

I picked up my wine carefully and took a sip of it.

"His ideas about the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you, Mr. Ismay."

I heard Thomas chock on his bread stick trying suppress his laughter. I chocked on my wine. I began to cough.

Thomas looked at me in shock. "Valarie are you alright." He automatically began to pat my back trying to get my coughing to stop.

"My God, Rose, what's gotten into..." Her mother started.

"Excuse me." Rose said getting up and walking away from the table.

"I do apologize." Rose's mother said.

"She's a pistol, Cal. You sure you can handle her?"

"Well, I may have to start minding what she reads from now on." Cal said to Margret.

My coughing calmed down some. I looked over at Thomas. "Thank you."

He smiled at me. "You're welcome."

Margret looked at me. "Dear you haven't introduced yourself to us yet."

God smart woman. I just kind of sat there in silence while Ismay yapped his mouth off about this ship. I smiled a weak smile. Ismay spoke up once again.

"Valarie is always a shy girl."

I glared at him. I cleared my throat. "Excuse me Mr. Ismay I believe she was talking to me." I said in a soft voice trying to keep my cool. I turned my attention to Margret. "I'm Valarie Smith."

"You're the captain's granddaughter?" Margret asked looking at me with wide eyes.

I looked at her in shock. "Granddaughter? Oh no. I'm not his granddaughter. I am his eldest daughter."

"Oh wow... you're so young."

I could smell the lamb that Cal ordered and suddenly felt sick. I couldn't smell lamb with out getting sick. I couldn't eat it and couldn't smell it. "Um excuse me." I said standing up. I got away from the table and put my hand on my mouth and began to run out the dining area.

I heard Cal scoff. "What the hell was her problem?"

"She gets ill when she smells lamb." I heard Thomas say.

I ran out onto the deck collapsing on the back of the ship. Granted yes, people were wandering around, but at this time the back of the boat was pretty much empty other then a few people. I took a few shallow breaths. I was hoping that the sickness that I felt would go away soon, but I knew that I was probably done in for until dinner.

"Valarie..." I heard Thomas's Irish accent.

I looked up at him from where I sat on the back deck.

"Come on let me help you up." He held out his hand to me.

I took it carefully and he pulled me up to him.

"Let's get you to your room so you can rest." He said to me softly. He walked me to my room. He carefully opened my door and walked into the room with me. He looked at me concerned. "Valarie... try to get some rest."

I looked at him still feeling the sickness from the lamb still settling in on me. I nodded my head slowly.

"I will see you at dinner tonight or will you be dining with your father?" He asked me softly.

I bit the inside of my lip. In all honesty I didn't know if I was dining with my father or not. "I don't know yet. My father was going to tell me this afternoon if I was to dine with him or dine with you tonight." I said softly.

"Well, I can ask your father for you and if he says you will be dining with me tonight I will be here to pick you up at seven is that alright."

I smiled. "Yes, it's alright."

He brought my hand up to his lips and placed a kiss onto it. "I will see you tonight if you are to dine with me. Get some rest."

I watched him leave the room. A small smile plastered onto my lips. My maid had came into my room and helped me change into my night gown since I was to rest for the afternoon until dinner this evening. I told her to wake me about an hour before dinner so I could get ready. My maid understood and I curled up into my bed drifting off to sleep.

I didn't realize that this chapter was ten pages long already. Dang talk about a lot of information in the first chapter, but it was curtail that I put this much information in this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think about it. Constructive criticism is welcomed. I just want to make this story the best that it can be. I will probably be writing another Titanic story in the near future.