Wind of Change

by Rainbow Haired Girl

DJ is an ordinary girl, well just about as ordinary as you can get. She has a gift and hates it, but she soon realizes that April 15, 2012 has arrived and now she knows what to do with her gift. Thomas Andrews/OC

1. Courage to go to the past

Wind of Change

Rainbow Haired Girl

Summary: DJ is an ordinary girl, well just about as ordinary as you can get. She has a gift and hates it, but she soon realizes that April 15, 2012 has arrived and now she knows what to do with her gift. That is go back to the Titanic and save the one that she had fallen for just by watching the movie, Thomas Andrews the creator of the Titanic, but the question is can she convince him to come with her? Thomas Andrews/OC.

Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic. I own a copy of the movie and that is it. I also own DJ.

Chapter 1

Courage to Go into the Past

April 14, 2012

DJ Oakley sat in her room of her small house that she owned in a small Pennsylvanian town. She looked out the window and tucked a strand of bright red medium length hair behind her heavily pierced right ear, which had seven piercings in it. Her dark brown eyes scanned the front yard thinking about what was going on that very day. For years DJ had stayed quiet about a special gift that she had. A gift that she didn't like having nor knew how to use it until the proper time came at least that is what her dreams always told her. She let out a sigh and turned her attention to the television. She had put James Cameron's Titanic and was listening to it. She couldn't help, but bite her lip when she saw Thomas Andrews on the screen. "He shouldn't have died." She whispered. "He helped so many people off of the ship and he died."

She closed her eyes and wished that she could have met Thomas Andrews. He seemed to be a nice kind Irishman and was worth being saved. DJ opened her eyes and finished watching what was left of the movie. She heard a knock on the front door. DJ got up from the window sill and walked out of her room after pausing the movie. She ran down the stairs and opened the door. She saw her 22 year old sister standing there with something in her hands. "Sis what are you doing here?" DJ asked blinking a few times.

"I came by to drop this off. Since tomorrow is the anniversary of the Titanic sinking." She said handing her the box.

DJ carefully took the box from her younger sister. She opened it and saw that it was a ring and necklace set. "Thank you sis." She said softly.

"You're welcome." She said with a small smile. "I should go. Husband is waiting for me."

DJ nodded her head. "I'll see you Monday."

"Ok see you Monday. Have a good night."

"I will."

DJ's sister left.

DJ closed the door to her house. She walked back up to her bed room and started the movie back up. She didn't know how she was going to do this, but it was worth a shot. She knew that her gift was going to allow her to go back in time and meet Thomas Andrews and be able to pretend to be a singer that would be singing classical music on the Titanic besides having the musicians playing their instruments. She sat down on her bed and finished watching the last 20 minutes of the Titanic.

She wiped a few tears that slipped from her dark brown eyes. She quickly got up and went to the bathroom. She opened the medicine chest and took out a box of dark brown hair dye. She looked in the mirror and let out a sigh and began to mix up the dye. She was getting rid of her bright blood red hair which wouldn't match 1912's hair colors. She put the dye on her hair and let it process. She washed her hands quickly and put in a pair of 30 day wear night and day contact lenses. She removed most of her earrings. She knew that it would be a day in her time and it wouldn't matter how long she left them out she could still put them back in when she got back from her trip. She put the rings into her jewelry box.

She walked out of the bathroom and went into her room and got into the closet. She pulled out a gown that she had hand made herself and it was beautifully crafted. She would be putting that on once her hair was done and styled. She grabbed the shoes as well. "This will probably be the hardest trip that I go on." She thought as she grabbed a bag that looked like it was from 1912. She put a few more gowns that she had made into the bag and shoes to match along with items that she was going to need such as jewelry that went in her hair and a few other things as well.

She looked at the clock that was on the wall. She let out a sigh and went back into the bath room and washed the dye from her hair. She made sure that the water ran clear before conditioning it and rinsed it out. She towel dried her hair and then preceded to blow dry it. She curled it and then did a classic updo that was worn in 1912. She did light makeup that would look presentable for 1912. She double checked her eyebrows to make sure that they were not thick, but thinner then what she normally had them.

She quickly went back into her room and was able to get her corset on and put her dress on over top of it. She added a little comb into her hairstyle and put a pair of earrings that would match the necklace and ring that her sister had given her earlier that day. She put the necklace and ring on as well. She slipped a pair of high heels on that matched her dress. She took a deep breath. "Well this is it." She whispered to herself. She closed her eyes and wished that she was there for the Titanic's maiden voyage.

April 10, 1912

She opened her eyes and realized that she was there outside of the Titanic.

A small smile graced her lips.

"Oy are you Dorothy Brandy?" Said a man dressed in a tux.

DJ looked at him and nodded her head. "I am Dorothy O'Brady. I take it you are waiting for me."

"Yes, we got to meet with the Captain right now." He said to her.

DJ nodded her head. "I'm coming." She said as she carefully lifted her bag up and began to walk.

"One of the maids will take it to your room Miss O'Brady."

"I understand." She said following him onto the ship. She had her name tag put onto it so they knew which room to take it to. She walked with him to the Captain corridors.

"Captain I found her."

Captain Smith looked at him. "Thank you Mr. Hartley." He looked at DJ with a skeptical eye. "You are running a tad bit late Miss O'Brady."

"I do apologize for that Captain Smith. I was saying goodbye to my sister Selene." She covered for the reason why she was late.

"I do understand that Miss O'Brady. I will allow you nine to get ready for tonight's performance." He said bowing out of the room.

DJ bit the inside of her lip and looked at the eight men. "Shall we get started?"

"Which songs were you going to sing for tonight?" Hartley asked looking at her.

"Well I was thinking of singing Ar Lan y Mor, Habanera, Nessun Dorma, Mon coeur s'ovre a ta voix, and Carrickfergus." She said softly.

"We know all of those and we can perform them tonight too if you wanted to." Hartley said with a smile.

"Maybe just one of them for tonight. Wouldn't want to take anything from you fine gentlemen." She said with a smile.

The eight men nodded their heads.

"Alright let's get started for tonight's performance. Which song did you want to do Miss O'Brady?"

"I was thinking of doing Habanera tonight." She said with a giggle.

"Then we will go over it for tonight and we will go from there."

DJ nodded her head. "Can we practice in our corridors before tonight. I was thinking of wandering the ship. You only need me for Habanera."

"Well how about we practice Habanera right now and get it out of the way and then you can wander around the ship." Hartley said with a smile.

DJ nodded her head. "Yes, that sounds wonderful." She said with a smile.

The nine of them went to the practice room and got right to work on Habanera.

The men slowly began to play the song.

DJ bit the inside of her lip remembering the song well.

"Quand je vous aimerai?

Ma foi, je ne sais pas,

Peut-être jamais, peut-être demain." She spoke at first.

"Mais pas aujourd'hui, c'est certain

que nul ne peut apprivoiser,

et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle,

s'il lui vonvient de refuser.

Rien n'y fait, menace ou prière,

I'un parle bien, i'autre se tait.

Et c'est l'autre que je préfère,

Il n'a rien dit mais il me plaît.

L'amour! L'amour! L'amour! L'amour!

L'amour est enfant de Bohême,

il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi,

si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime

si je t'aime, prendgarde à toi! (Prends garde à toi!)

Si tu ne m'aimes pas,

Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime! (Prends garde à toi!)

Mais, si je t'aime,

Si je t'aime, prends garde à toi!

L'oiseau que tu croyais surprendre

battit de l'aile et s'envola ...

l'amour est loin, tu peux l'attendre;

tu ne l'attends plus, il est là!

Tout autour de toi, vite, vite,

il vient, s'en va, puis il revient ...

tu crois le tenir, il t'évite,

tu crois l'éviter, il te tient.

L'amour! L'amour! L'amour! L'amour!

Carmen: L'amour est enfant de Bohême,

il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi;

si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime

si je t'aime, prends garde à toi! (Prends garde à toi!)

Si tu ne m'aimes pas,

Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime! (Prends garde à toi!)

Mais, si je t'aime,

Si je t'aime, prends garde à toi!

Choir: L'amour est enfant de Bohême,

il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi;

si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime

si je t'aime, prends garde à toi! (Prends garde à toi!)

Carmen: Si tu ne m'aimes pas,

Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime! (Prends garde à toi!)

Mais, si je t'aime,

Si je t'aime, prends garde à toi!" She sang out loudly and perfectly in a high soprano voice.

The eight men looked at her in shock.

DJ looked at them confused. "What?"

"We've never heard a girl sing like that." Harley said looking at her.

DJ blushed. "Well, I've been noted to sing high and perfectly in that range."

The eight men nodded their heads.

"We will let you go Miss O'Brady to look around the ship. We will see you at dinner tonight."

DJ nodded her head. She walked out of the practice room. She let out a sigh of relief. So far so good. She was living up to the title of being a famous singer from Dublin Ireland. She wandered around the ship looking around at the sights. She accidentally bumped into someone and she collided to the floor.

"Oh I am sorry love." Said an Irish accented voice.

DJ looked up and saw a hand right near her face.

"Let me help you up."

DJ gratefully took his hand and he pulled her up. "It's alright sir. I was looking around the ship and got myself turned around." She said laughing lightly. She looked at the man that pulled her up. It was Mr. Andrews.

"I am Mr. Thomas Andrews the creator of the ship." He said with a smile.

DJ smiled an even bigger smile. "I am Dorothy O'Brady popular singer from Dublin Ireland."

"Ah so you were the one that I heard down stairs with the musicians."

DJ blushed. "Yes, that would have been me sir." She said softly.

"Well, I was almost afraid that you weren't going to make it onto the ship when I heard from Captain Smith that you didn't show up."

DJ laughed lightly. "My sister wouldn't let me go. She was trying to keep me from coming onto the ship." She said softly lying to him. She didn't want to tell him that she was from the future and was going to try and save his life.

"Well, Miss O'Brady I will see you at dinner tonight. You will be singing first right?"

"Yes, Mr. Andrews I will be." She said with a smile.

"After you sing Miss O'Brady why don't you join me at my table for dinner. I will make sure that there is a spot left open for you."

DJ smiled. "I would like that very much Mr. Andrews."

"Alright. See you tonight."

"See you tonight." She said softly. She watched him go down the corridors. She smiled and walked down the opposite direction only to bump into someone else. "Oh I am so sorry." She quickly apologized to the girl that she ran into.

"Oh it is quite alright." Said the younger female. "You're that famous singer from Dublin aren't you?"

DJ smiled. "Yes, I am."

"Dorothy O'Brady right?"

"That would be correct."

"I'm Rose Witt Bukater." She said introducing herself.

"Lovely to meet you Miss Witt Bukater." She said with a smile.

"Have you seen Mr. Andrews?" She asked DJ.

DJ blinked a few times. "I saw him go that way. I accidentally ran into him and got knocked down." She said softly. "He invited me to dinner tonight after my performance." She said with a smile.

Rose looked at DJ and saw blush creeping up onto her cheeks. "You fancy him don't you?"

DJ blushed even more.

"Do you have something stunning to wear?"

DJ looked at Rose confused. "I wouldn't call my gowns stunning."

"Why don't you show them to me." She said grabbing onto DJ's arm.

DJ looked at Rose in shock. Rose was willing to help her look stunning for a man that she only read about and saw in the movie. "Alright." She said softly. She led Rose to her room.

"Alright show me what you got." Rose said with a smile.

DJ nodded her head and got into her bag that was brought with her. She brought out the dresses that she had made in her time. She showed them to Rose.

"Wow these are really beautiful. I've never seen gowns like these."

"No one would've seen them in any kind of store Miss Witt Bukater." DJ said with a smile. "Not even the one I am wearing."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is Miss Witt Bukater I made these gowns."

"You made them? Someone as famous as you are make your own gowns?"

"Yes, I rather much make my own instead of having the same gown as some other rich person has." She said with a smile.

"Well these are very beautiful, these gowns will stun Mr. Andrews."

"But Miss..."

"Please call me Rose, Miss O'Brady."

"Please call me Dorothy." DJ said with a smile which was fake since she despised the name since she was a child.

"Sorry Dorothy."

"It's alright Rose."

"How about you borrow one of my gowns. I know they are bought in a store and all, but you can borrow one of them. I am sure they will look stunning on you."

"You wouldn't mind lending me one?"

"Oh no of course not. I am sure Mr. Andrews will like one of my dresses on you." She said with a huge smile.

DJ blushed. "Oh I wouldn't know about that Rose." She said softly.

Rose took DJ by the hand and led her to her room to see if they could find a gown for her to perform in. "I know we can find one that will suit you very well for tonight's performance and make a impression on Mr. Andrews."

DJ laughed wholeheartedly. "Well, I highly doubt that he likes me." She said softly as she followed Rose.

"Do you think you could sing a song to me while we look for a dress?" Rose asked curiously.

DJ blinked a few times. Rose was certainly a curious girl for 17 years of age. "Rose lass how old are you?" DJ asked her out of curiousness wanting to make sure that she wasn't wrong about Rose's age.

"I am 17 Dorothy." Rose said with a smile. "How old are you if you don't mind me asking?"

DJ laughed lightly. "I don't mind lass. I'm 23 going on 24 in September."

"Oh I didn't think that you were six years older then me."

DJ laughed. "It must be my young looks that I still have. I get mistaken for seventeen or younger then that."

Rose nodded her head and went through some of her gowns that she had there. "So could you sing for me?"

DJ smiled. "I don't see why I can't. I don't mind singing for you." DJ thought about what to sing. "If I sing this song promise me that you will never utter the title." She said softly. She knew that the song that she would sing would mess up the time line, but she was really wanting to sing it badly.

"You wrote it and haven't sung it to anyone yet?"

DJ nodded her head. "Yes, I did."

"I won't say a word." Rose said as she looked at another dress.

DJ smiled. "Ok I trust you." She began to hum lightly before breaking out into the song.

"Hands touch, eyes meet

Sudden silence, sudden heat

Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

He could be that boy

But I'm not that girl

Don't dream too far

Don't lose sight of who you are

Don't remember that rush of joy

He could be that boy

I'm not that girl

Every so often we long to steal

To the land of what-might-have-been

But that doesn't soften the ache we feel

When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb

She who's winsome, she wins him

Gold hair with a gentle curl

That's the girl he chose

And Heaven knows

I'm not that girl

Don't wish, don't start

Wishing only wounds the heart

I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl

There's a girl I know

He loves her so

I'm not that girl." She sang softly.

Rose felt a tear come to her eye. "Oh wow... that's a sad song."

DJ looked at Rose. "I wouldn't really call it sad. It's just a song of my life." DJ lied.

"You were in love with someone?"

"Was. It was such a long time ago though." She said softly. "He chose someone with blond hair. Someone who was much prettier then I was."

"But... but you are pretty Dorothy." Rose said as she pulled out a gown that would most likely work for the night.

DJ shrugged her shoulders. "I guess that he wanted the money that I was making." She said softly. "When I wouldn't give him the money he got mad."

"He left you because you wouldn't give him money?"

"That would be correct." DJ said as she looked at Rose.

Rose brought her the dress. "Wear this one." She said with a smile.

DJ looked at the dress. It was purple one of her favorite colors and had beading on it. It looked absolutely beautiful.

"Do you have any jewelry to go with it?"

DJ looked up at Rose. "I only have this necklace, this ring, and these earrings." DJ said softly.

"You can borrow some of my jewelry then too."

"Rose you don't have to do that."

"But I want to." Rose said with a smile. "I want to see Mr. Andrews happy and you too." Rose said with an even bigger smile. "I can even help you get ready."

DJ smiled. "Oh you don't have to."

"I want to Dorothy." Rose said smiling. "Happiness is a wonderful thing to have."

DJ nodded her head. "Yes, happiness is a wonderful thing to have Rose."

Rose nodded her head and began to help DJ get ready for the night. DJ in return helped Rose get ready as well. Tonight was going to be a good night.

DJ was nervous about what was going to happen when she got up and sang and then sit with Thomas Andrews having dinner with him. DJ moved a dark brown bang from her eyes.

"You ready to perform?"

"About as ready as I will ever be."

Rose smiled. "I will see you down there then."

DJ nodded her head and gathered her gown up. "Yes, I will see you down there." She said with a smile. She said her goodbye to Rose and went to her room to drop her gown off that she was wearing earlier that day.

That is the end of this chapter. I will get chapter 2 up very soon. Please review. I want to know how I am doing.