A/N So I've been reading Titanic FacFics for a while now. I thought that it was time for me to try it. I really hope you enjoy it.

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I stared in awe as I watched my brother's hand glide smoothly across the paper. He was drawing this woman sitting a few tables away from us. She was wearing every piece of jewelry she owned, or so it looked like. She sat there alone stirring her tea.

"Jack," I whispered not wanting to disturb him while he drew. "Jack, why are you drawing her?"

"Because," he said looking up at her. "She tells a story. Maybe she's meeting someone. Or maybe she sits here every night waiting for her long lost lover. You don't know why Aubrey, all you can do is wonder."

I remained silent after that. I continued to watch Jack's hand fly across the paper. His blue eyes squinted in concentration and his blonde bangs falling into his face. He's a handsome person. Of course he is. His twenty years have treated him well. Those blue eyes are full of life and happiness. I honestly think that I have never seen him upset. Well, of course not counting the day our parents died.

That day was terrible yet I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was returning home from the market when I smelled something like smoke. I assumed that my father returned home early from work and started fire. It was particularly chilly that April morning.

I turned the corner about a block away from my house. That's when I heard a scream. I dropped the fruit my mother asked me to pick up and ran for my house. I stopped in front of it staring as the bright orange flames engulfed my house. Not knowing what I was doing I started running towards it. My goal: to save my parents, my belongings anything.

Someone caught me in the middle. "Shh Aubrey it's ok." Jack. He stopped me. I turned and hugged him as tight as I could. I didn't realize I was crying till I pulled away and saw I left a wet spot on his shirt.

"Your...your shirt," I choked out between sobs.

He wiped my eyes with his thumb and said, "It's ok. It probably needed to be cleaned anyway."

Jack stayed strong through the funeral and when the firemen came. It wasn't until the night we left when I heard him cry. I woke up and saw him leaned over as silent tears traveled down his face. That night I prayed that everything would be ok.

I was ten then. Now I'm sixteen. My blue eyes have seen more and have experienced more than most sixteen-year-old girls.

Jack signed the picture and put down his charcoal. He held it up to me. "Well?" he asked smiling.

It was amazing...like always. "It's beautiful, Jack," I said. "You have to teach me how to draw so I can be as good as you."

He laughed. "I would love to. So you want to be like your big brother huh?" He nudged my ribs playfully.

I nodded. All my life I wanted to be like Jack. I mean we looked identical. Blonde hair and blue eyes. And we both have that reckless grin. But there's something special about Jack. I just can quite figure it out.

I stiffed a yawn as Jack packed up his things.

"I'll show you some other time. Now we have to find a place to sleep," he said taking my hand. "Come on."

Jack and I made our way through the streets. It was actually pretty warm this evening considering it was April. We found a little cover over an alleyway. Jack sat down on the bench and I put my head on his lap. He slowly started stroking my hair. I yawned again. I used to be scared sleeping on the streets because you were so vulnerable. But I slowly started getting used to it. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a heavy sleep.

The next day Jack and I made our way through town. At around 10:30 am we found ourselves in a cozy pub.

A Swedish man by the name of Sven started a poker game with Jack. I hated when Jack played poker. He was a good player but I always got nervous expecting to lose something valuable.

Jack and Sven played about three hands of poker already. We lost two of the three and I was bouncing with nerves. The fourth game was particularly big. Jack had bet all of our money and my necklace. I was scared. If I lost my necklace I would never forgive Jack.

After the fire was put out I walked through the rubble and what was left of my house. The one thing I found that was slightly intact was a necklace that my mother used to wear. It was a silver circle with a design that resembled a tree in it. The tree of life my mother used to call it. "Live each day as if it were your last..." that was her motto. And now it's mine. I always dreamed if planting a tree in my yard when I get older in honor of her. It will be my tree of life.

Well except now when Jack told me to put it in the pile.

So we put in all of our money and my precious necklace. Sven and what I guess was his wife put in some money and two tickets to the ship outside: Titanic.

Jack swapped out one card from his hand for a new one from the deck. Chills ran up and down my spine. Jack was in total concentration.

"Ok the moment of truth," he said. "Sven?"

Sven put down his cards. Two pair. That's not that good. But it's something. We could have nothing.

Sven's wife cheered in excitement as if she knew they already won.

Jack looked up at me. He's eyes were no longer happy. They looked sad. Anger flared inside of me.

"JACK! If you lost my necklace I will kill you!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry," he started.

"Jack.." I said with anger.

"I'm sorry that I just tricked you like that. Smile Aubrey we're going home! Full house boys!" he yelled slamming his hand on the table.

I screamed and hugged him. I was so happy! I was finally going home. After three years of living in Europe I was finally going home to America.

I grabbed my necklace and put it on silently vowing never to take it off.

Sven's wife slumped in the chair next to her husband who looked like he wanted to kill Jack.

Jack was celebrating and I was laughing at him as he danced.

"Jack I think we should go," I said.

He turned and looked at the clock. "Your right Aubrey."

He quickly gathered our winnings and our stuff. I ran out the door followed closely by Jack. We were running trying to make the ship. Technically we were supposed to go through inspection but we both knew we didn't have time for that.

I turned to see where Jack was when I ran into something. I looked up and saw this woman. It was clear that she was first class. Her red hair was pinned back and her green eyes looked at me.

"I'm terribly sorry miss," I said. "Really I am."

"It's quite alright. Just an accident," she smiled.

Jack stopped behind me. "Is everything..."

He trailed off. He stared at the woman. I looked over at her. She was staring at him with the same expression on her face. "Jack..." I whispered.

He shook is head. "Right. I'm terribly sorry Miss. Come on Aubrey."

We zigzagged through people and almost hit a horse and carriage.

"Jack wait!" I yelled falling behind. He looked at me.

"Hurry Aubrey! We don't have time to stop!" he called back.

"Jack!" I yelled scared he was going to loose me. But he ran back and took a hold of my hand again. This time he pulled me till we got to an entrance.

"Wait!" Jack called. The man was about to close the door. "We're passengers," Jack panted.

"Have you been trough inspection?" the man asked with an English accent.

"Course. Besides we're both American," Jack said.

"Right. Come aboard."

We jumped in. Jack ran up to the top deck with me close behind him.

"We're the luckiest sons of bitches Aubrey!" he cried.

We made it to the top. I leaned over the railing.

"Goodbye!" Jack yelled. "I'll miss you!"

I giggled at his foolishness then joined him.

"Bye! I'll never forget you!" I screamed.

Jack laughed and wrapped and arms around my shoulders.

This was going to be fun.

A/N I hope you like it. I really hate begging for reviews but I don't know if I should continue so if you could tell me what you think that would be greatly appreciated! Constructive Criticism is welcomed!

Thanks for reading!

Morgyane