Remember that scene where Rose has to leave Jack and get into the safeboat ? Here's my Faberry version with some modifications. Quinn is Jack and Rachel is Rose. Oh And Finn is Cal. Finn's mother Carole is like the "mother" who controls Rachel. Oh, you know the movie. (Don't know if i should continue or not and SORRY for my english.)

Rachel's POV

"Not the better half." Quinn and I turn to face Finn, and I can see from the corner of my eyes anger written on Quinn's features. "You know it's a pity I didn't keep that drawing it'd be worth a lot more by morning."

"You unimaginable bastard," I say in a quiet voice laced with anger. I felt so furious with him; he was implying and combining it with his previous statement that Quinn was going to die. It was then I realised that Quinn wouldn't be able to get onto the lifeboat.

I looked away from Finn, my gaze turning to see Emma Pillsbury helping Finn's mother get into the boat, while he asked if he could get into the boat. I then felt Quinn grab my hand and I turned round to look at her. I looked into those piercing hazel eyes, love for me shining in them. I hoped my eyes were saying the same thing. I turned back to Carole before looking back at Quinn. I now knew that I couldn't leave the woman I loved to die alone on this ship.

"Get into the boat," Carole ordered at me, I remained still clutching Quinn's hand.

"Rachel get into the boat!" she ordered more forceful this time.

I couldn't, I just couldn't. If I left Quinn she might not be able to get into a lifeboat and she might…No, don't think about that now. I would never get to see Quinn again, and Finn would find me after all of this and he would control me for the rest of my life like he've done the first time he slaped me. He would scream at me everytime I would try to stand up for myself. Quinn's hand was still holding mine but without the same force as before. She wanted me to live, to be safe. But how could I be safe without her hand holding mine for the rest of my life ? How could I realize my dreams of seeing the world without the only person who knew who I really was ?

I gave her one more glance before saying, "Goodbye Carole," and walking off my hand not letting go of hers once, I could hear her yelling my name in the distance, suddenly we stopped. I turned around to see Finn grabbing onto Quinn's shirt.

"Let go of her," I shouted, but of course Finn didn't listen to me, which didn't surprise me as he never had. They then started to argue and he let go of Quinn's shirt. I could hear my name mentioned a couple of times and Finn got closer and closer until I saw him raise his fist to hit Quinn, when she hit him first. I had always wanted to do that, but never had the courage and was so happy that Quinn had done it. She grabbed my hand and we ran, but we were stopped again by someone grabbing my arm.

"Let go of me!" I shouted.

"No, I said no!" Finn shouted his grip getting tighter as I struggled in his arms as well as seeing a furious Quinn in the corner of my eye getting ready to hit him again. But suddenly his grip lessened and I looked up.

"What are you going to be with her? Be a whore ?" he sneered.

"I'd rather be her whore than your wife," I snarled at him and tried to run only for him to cling tighter to my arm. Quinn went to hit him again when I spat in his face and we ran off. Quinn turned back to smile at me and I smiled back, glad that she had taught me that.

When we finally made off the boat deck Quinn took me into her arms and cradled me. I felt the love that only her could make me feel well up inside of me. As we parted I felt as if I had shed the last chains that had bound me to 1st class society and we ran off together.

We ran through throngs of people all shouting and screaming for help, for a way out. All the faces mixed with worry and sorrow but I knew all these people wouldn't be saved and it brought tears to my eyes. When we finally made it up to another part of the deck, the people were still shouting, the officers were still yelling orders and music was faintly playing in the background. Quinn led me to another lifeboat this time with people from 2nd and 3rd class.

I looked to see a couple like us kiss before they were rudely torn apart, and the woman helped into the lifeboat by Second Officer Lightoller. Then the yells of the officers could be heard again, 'Women and children only. We will only be needing women and children.' I felt my heart sink just like this ship was going to. I turned round to look at her a pleading look in my eyes as if pleading not to make me get onto this lifeboat without her.

"I'm not going without you," I said.

"No, you have to, go now," she says back.

"No Quinn," I reply not wanting to leave her alone.

"Rachel, get into the boat " she pleads.

"No Quinn," I repeat, hoping she will let me stay with her.

"Yes! Get into the boat," she tells me the desperation clear in her voice

"No Quinn, not without you," I tell her trying not to cry.

"Go on I'll get the next one," she said in an attempt to persuade me, even though she and I both knew there wasn't going to be a next one.

"No, not without you," I told her feeling the tears ready to fall.

"Look I'll be alright. Listen I'll be fine. I'm a survivor alright. Don't worry about me. Now go on, get on," she told me, tears gathering in her eyes.

I could see her fighting back these tears as she kissed me, one last kiss where she showed me all her love and passion before we were rudely ripped apart. We fumble for each other's hand and grabbed it before we can no longer touch.

I savoured the feeling of her lips on mine as the boat jumped before we started to get closer to that oily black water below. I looked up at her beautiful face trying to remember every feature as this might be the last time I ever see her. A distress rocket went off above her, the whiteness making it look like she was an angel. Well she was, she was my guardian angel. I could still see the tears in her eyes threatening to spill, when I tasted something salty and realized that I was crying.

Her hazel eyes were shinning with tears but she had a tiny smile on her face like she was trying to convince me that everything would be alright, that she will see me again soon. She wouldn't lie to me, would she ?