A/N: This story is being co written by TheEvilTrafficCone and 16aqua. TheEvilTrafficCone writes Lain's story, and 16aqua is writing Tracy's story, who you will meet next chapter.Feel free to ask any questions if ur confused. Just stick with us and hopefully u won't be too disappointed.

Disclaimer: we don't own Titanic, or anything else that is copy written in this story including Lost

Chapter 1: Lain

Lain finished sweeping the floor and in cameher step father. He looked at her with disgust and asked, "Are you finished with that yet? The bedrooms need to be cleaned, and this inn needs to be clean by tonight! I'm expecting some important customers over who will be boarding the Titanic tomorrow."

She withheldher anger and grumbled, "I'll get it done."

Lain had been used to being stepped on all her life. When she was young, her father had died, and her mother had remarried her step father, Harrison. He had two older sons, who had been sent off to a wealthy trade company to become apprentices. Harrison prized his sons, and expected them to become affluent and prominent. Lain on the other hand, was treated like a second class citizen. She was expected to clean the inn and take care of the customers.

She finished sweeping and then got started on the other chores. She had moved recently to Queenstown, Ireland from London. Her mother was adamant about making Lain into a polite young lady, and she had been brought up to be suitable and ladylike.

Despite this, Lain had to still work like a slave when her mother was out of town visiting family and wealthy connections. Then, her step father would beat her and force her to work. He thought of her as lower than dirt, and that her only use was to serve him. Years of pent up rage and holding her tongue were now boiling in her blood, and she ached to get away. Years of never letting her true emmotions show and trying never to show weakness. It was important for her to stay strong. Lain realized that if she couldn't control the things around her, she could control herself and not let her step father win. That had kept her sane this far.

Lain looked out the window, at the freedom everyone else seemed to have in the busy streets. She wished she could getescpe from it all, just fly away. Maybe she could, she thought getting an idea in her head. Maybe she could finally escape. She looked out at the tall ship standing above all the houses. An idea formed in her mind.

Later that day, when the guests arrived, Lain greeted them and brought them to their rooms.

"Dinner will be served in the dinning room at six o'clock. The special for today is roasted ham and chicken soap."

They ignored her and started to unpack. One of them asked, "Excuse me; can you preheat the bath by eight o'clock girl? And bring me an extra pillow." One of the men asked.

"Anything else gentlemen?" She asked in the doorway, "Like if you need me to kiss up to your golden asses?" She said quietly to her self. She left the room and was met by her step father, "If I catch you doing that again, I will beat you so badly, you will never be able to walk again." He growled menacingly. He advanced toward her.

"Get away from me!" Lain spoke darkly.

"Why don't you go clean the kitchens and behave yourself." He ordered.

Lain glared back at him, and then left. She scrubbed the floor, and pitied herself. Ifshe left, he would have no one to do his dirty work, and ifshe left,she could liveher own life.She wouldn't have to put up with this shit. He thinks he's the ruler of everyone, a control freak.

"I can't take this anymore, I can't live like this." She declared. Quietly, she went up to the first class room that the guests were staying in. Lain put her ear up to the door, and listened to see if there was anyone inside. It was silent, so she carefully unlocked the door with the master key. Nobody was in the room.

"Perfect." She said to herself. Lain began to rummage through the belongings of the men. She spotted a suitcase and pried it open. Inside were some cloths and a wallet. She opened the wallet and took the money.

"This should get me pretty far."

Lain stuffed the money into her pocket and then returned downstairs. She snuck out the back door and walked into the town. She didn't look back.

A/N: Ok TheEvilTrafficCone wrote this chapter and will write anything that has Lain in it. Next chapter u will meet Tracy, which is written by 16aqua. Please R & R our story!