Okay so I absolutely LOVE Titanic and I love Twilight so I decided to do my very first crossover of the two. I'll update as often as I can but school is starting back and it takes me awhile to write this because I have to refer back to the movie a lot to get the quotes right. I'm trying to stay as close to the movie as possible but adding some twists with my Twilight characters. Please review if you have time.

**DISCLAIMER**

I OWN NOTHING!!! I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT! OR TITANIC! Unfortunately. If I did own Titanic I would've made Jack survive. All rights go to original owners.

Now please enjoy my story…..

Twilight's Ship of Dreams.

~BPOV~

I stepped out of the car and looked up at the Titanic. It was supposed to be the best ship there ever was. It did nothing for me. I looked up at my fiancé, Jacob. He was smiling at how grand the ship looked as was my mother's maid who had just stepped out of the car that was behind us.

"I don't see what all the fuss is about. It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauretania." I said to Jacob, unimpressed.

"You can be blasé about some things, Isabella, but not about Titanic. It's over a hundred feet longer than the Mauretania, and far more luxurious." He said to me and then turned to grab my mother's hand to help her out of the car. "Your daughter is far too difficult to impress, Renee." He said to her. She just chuckled a little at his remark and started to walk forward.

"So this is the ship they say is unsinkable." She started.

"It is unsinkable! God himself could not sink this ship." Jacob said. He then turned to talk to a man about our luggage.

I was just standing looking at all of the people. Wishing there was some way my soul mate was in this crowd of people just waiting for me to find him. That was just wishful thinking. I was getting married to Jacob in a month. I was supposed to love him because he had a lot of money. I had loved him at one time. During the courting, I suppose. But as time dragged on he began to show his true colors after the engagement, treating me like a slave. I was yearning for someone who would love me the right way. Unconditionally.

Jacob looked at his watch and made his way over to us.

"Ladies, we better hurry, come along." He said as he led us to the ship of dreams. I hadn't liked the Titanic at first but as I was looking at it I realized how beautiful it really was. But I would never show that to Jacob or my mother. We passed by the third class people getting their health inspections and we walked up on the loading platform and into the ship.

The ship was far more luxurious than I imagined it would be. As we stepped on board the workers were saying welcome to us and the horn sounded outside announcing we would be leaving shortly.

~EPOV~

I had asked Carlisle and Esme if we could go on the Titanic because it seemed like the thing everyone wanted to do. They had agreed to let me go so I could visit America, but I had to go by myself and I had to travel third class even though we had far enough money for first class. It didn't matter to me. I wanted to go show my paintings in New York and Titanic was just the way to get there. I had bypassed the health inspections because I didn't need them checking me out when I was a vampire and in perfectly good health. Of course none of them knew this.

I walked onboard and got to the railing to wave at the people. I knew none of them but it didn't matter. I had to concentrate on shutting out the minds of everyone on the ship as we set sail. The propellers started up and we were on our way.

After that I went to find my room. I found it and laid my things out. I picked up my writing kit and went off to search the ship.

~BPOV~

We were escorted to our cabin and it was amazing. We had our own private deck. I had my maid sorting through my paintings I had brought with me. We were trying to find a particular one.

"This one?" she asked.

"No." I replied. "It had a lot of faces on it." I pulled one out and it was the one! "This is the one" I said as I turned around to find a place to put it.

"Would you like all of them out, miss?" the maid asked me.

"Yes. We need a little color in this room." I said to her with a smile still trying to find a place for the painting in my hands as Jacob walked in.

"Not those finger paintings again." He said with disgust. "They certainly were a waste of money." He said as he leaned against the door frame drinking his drink.

"The difference between Jacob's taste in art and mine is that I have some. They're fascinating. Like being inside a dream or something." I said placing the painting on the couch. "There's truth but no logic." I said turning away.

"What's the artist's name?" my maid asked.

"Something Picasso." I answered her, forgetting his first name.

Jacob scoffed. "Something Picasso. He won't amount to a thing. He won't, trust me." He said as we all hurried about the room unpacking.

The rest of the day went on without much excitement. We stopped the next day in Cherbourg and we were then on our way out into the open ocean.

I hope you enjoyed this! (: