A/N: Thank you for the reviews guys. I'm glad you like the story. I'm really enjoying writing this.

Disclamer: I do not own Sam & Cat (If I did Puckentine would've happened already). Dan Schneider does.


"This is so beautiful!" – I exclaimed as I twirled around the room, taking a mental picture of everything surrounding me, much like Steven had done when we boarded the magnificent ship just a moment ago. The tables had turned, and now my little brother was the one trying to hold me still, not wanting me to fall flat on my face and having mother blaming him.

"Cat, stop moving around!"

"I'm sorry, Steven. I just can't help it!" – I said as I kept spinning around and walking from place to place – "This place is just so perfect, and I feel like every single room has a new surprise for me!" – My arms immediately circled my little brother's middle and lifted him from the ground in a big hug.

"Cat! Let me go!" – He laughed, slightly trying to kick his way back down – "Cat, hugs are for girls! Let me go!"

"Yes, Caterina. Let go of your brother, right now" – Ordered my mother, suddenly appearing on the bedroom's door, accompanied by a tall young man, who stood awkwardly behind her. I lowered my brother to the floor, and fixed my dress and hair, casting an apologetic look to my mother – "I do not know what has gotten into you two, but your recent behavior has been nothing but inappropriate, especially for the type of environment you are currently living in"

"I'm sorry, mother" – We both spoke at the same time, our voices uniting in repentance harmony.

Mother did not acknowledge our apology; instead she walked into the room, leaving the strange man outside. She signaled my brother to leave the room with a quick flick of her hand. Steven ran out instantly, slightly bumping into the waiting man, who appeared to almost fall back. I smiled to myself, but soon composed to face mother.

"Very well, darling. I am sorry about my delay; I see that spending time with your young brother does no good to you" – I wanted to protest, but she continued – "I went to retrieve this young gentleman. He appears to have lost after boarding the Titanic"

"I'm sorry. Some young lady ran into me and broke my glasses. I couldn't see very well"

"A young lady?" I asked, before being interrupted by my mother.

"Women do not know how to behave themselves nowadays. But what's important is that we found you, dear. Come on in"

The young lad stepped shyly into the room, with his hands forcefully tucked into his pockets. He approached us and nervously smiled, making me smile back at him.

"Darling, this is Robert Shapiro, of the Newark Shapiro's. Your fiancé"

"Excuse me?!" – I exclaimed, my smile instantly fading away.

"Caterina, you knew this was going to happen"

"Yes, I did. But I did not expect it to happen so soon! I don't even know Robert"

Mr. Shapiro's look was fixed on the floor, drops of sweat falling from his forehead. My eyes flew from him and back to my mother, who had once again a disapproving look on her face.

"That is why you and Mr. Shapiro will be spending some time together during this journey"

"But, mother-

I was interrupted once again.

"No more words, darling. Bazzani will be going with you as your personal chaperone. You two have been scheduled for a walk on Deck B and then you will proceed to have dinner with us"

"Mother-

"Bazzani is just outside waiting for the both of you. So please darlings, do not waste any more time"

Robert moved swiftly to my side and offered his arm for me to take in an act of courtesy. I was able to tell that he was just as uncomfortable as I was with the situation. I took his arm and we walked away, my mother smiling proudly at us.

Our chaperone was waiting outside just like my mom said, and soon followed us up close. We eventually unlinked our arms and tread our way in silence.

"You have pretty eyes" – He said suddenly, earning an unintentional startled look from me. Robert quickly regretted his words, and his hand flew to his head, smacking himself quite strongly – "Ow"

"Oh, Robert, don't do that" – I said, taking his hand away from his now red forehead.

"I just…Please forgive me. I did not mean to say that"

"Do not worry about it, Robert. I just…was not prepared for such a compliment. Thank you. You have very pretty eyes too"

"Thank you"

We continued our walk on Deck, silently, Bazzani almost stepping on our heels. After a moment, Robert spoke again.

"You can call me Robbie, by the way"

"Robbie?"

"I know. It is a bit informal. Not very adequate for our situations…socially speaking. But, my name is the only thing that belongs to me and only me. And, my advanced apologies for such an insolent thought, I shall do with it whatever pleases me"

For the first time in many years, I felt like I'd finally met a person who truly understood what was going constantly through my mind. My head turned around to face him, a smile fixed on my face.

"Robbie" – I repeated – "I like it too"

He smiled back at me, a spark clinging to his eyes. His hands flew out of his pockets and I finally saw him relax and speak freely. He was clumsy, and tripped a few times on our way to our final destination: the bridge.

"You said you broke your glasses as you were boarding the ship"

"Oh, yes. But I always keep an extra pair around. I'm not very graceful with my feet"

"As I have already noticed. I personally think of it as cute"

A slight blush crept on his neck, all the way up to the rest of his face – "I-Would-Well-I really wouldn't-I just-Well-Thank you?" – He stammered as we leaned on one of the open bridge wings.

I giggled, turning my attention to the view in front of us, the stern of the ship of dreams swimming delicately through the waters of the Atlantic Ocean, the blue sky appearing to become one with the water beneath. My eyes traveled to the people down below, parents with their children and young boys running around.

A flash of blond hair caught my attention once again, just like it had earlier that day. Turning my watch, I finally saw her.

She was sitting on an improvised bench quite comfortably, looking directly at me with an astonished yet puzzled look on her face. I suddenly felt an odd sensation of nakedness under her scrutinizing stare. Nevertheless, I made myself maintain eye contact with the strange woman.

A young boy, the same one I had seen that morning chasing after the girl, turned around to take a quick glimpse of me. I saw him shook his head at her, speaking words she seemed not to hear.

"I think it's time to head back to our rooms and get ready to have dinner with your mother" – I heard him mumble but could not make up a word he spoke. A hand was placed on my shoulder, and he finally got my attention – "Caterina?"

"Um, yes, Robbie. Excuse me; I was distracted by the beautiful view"

"It is beautiful. Want to come back here after having dinner?"

"Oh…" – My head turned back to the young woman once again, who still had her eyes fixed on me. I pursed my lips, making myself turn to face an expectant Robbie – "Yes. Yes, of course. I would love that"

Robbie offered his arm to me, and I took it with a small smile on my face. As we were walking away, I turned my head one last time, and I saw the mysterious girl on her feet, attempting to chase after me but having her little friend preventing her to do so. My hold on Robbie's arm tightened, and I prepared myself mentally to face the real world one more time.


I know this chapter contained a bit of Cabbie, but I remind you, this really is a Puckentine story. The Puckentine will rise soon. As for Robbie, he won't be the bad guy. I love him too much to do that to him.

I'm working only with Cat's POV. If you want to see Sam's point of view let me know. I wouldn't write too much on it, since I don't really like spliting the story in two, but I'd add her POV in some bits if you want to.

R/R please :)