Chapter 2! Dedicated to Titanic4life! this chapter is longer then the previous chapter I've written for this story. Enjoy!

Titanic 11912:

Rose walked down the long hallway until she found room 303. Rose softly knocked on the door. The door handle twisted opened and the door fully opened up. "Hello Mr Dawson"

"Hello Miss Dawson please come in and have a seat." They walked towards some tables and chairs. "So Miss Dawson"

"Oh please Call me Rose" She smiled placing her hand on his arm. Rose?

No it couldn't be? Rose died on the Titanic 15 years ago.

"Okay but only if you call me Jack" He smiled back at her.

Jack? No this can't be the Jack I used to know. Jack died on the Titanic. His list was not on the survivor's list. "Okay Jack so what do you want to tell me about my daughter's art work?"

"Well it's the best work I have seen in years and in the whole school. Josephine has real talent" He smiled. He stood and went towards the coffee machine. "Would you like some coffee Rose?"

"Yes thank you" Rose said as she tucked a curl behind her ear. She looked down at her hands that couldn't stop tapping the table. Was she nervous? Excited? She didn't know, it was a mixture of feelings.

Jack turned around with two coffees. "Here you go Miss Rose"

"Thank you" They both took a sip of their own coffees. "hmm This coffee is amazing"

"Yeah. I could never make coffee as good as this at home" laughed Jack. Rose as laughed with him. "So Rose I just really love you daughter's work and I think she can do even better then some of the other famous artist. Don't you think?"

"Yes I think so too. Before Josephine was born her father was an amazing artist just like her. It's too bad he never got to meet his daughter"

"I'm sorry" He said as he gave her hand a small squeeze.

"It's fine. They would of have loved spending their time drawing together but unfortunately he died"

"Again I'm sorry Rose. He sounded like an amazing man and artist"

"Yes. Yes he was and I'll never forget him" Rose took a sip of her coffee. "Thank you Jack for the lovely time but I should get going home. I don't like to walk home in the dark alone"

"I could drive you home. I've finished work anyway" He said standing up and taking both coffee cups towards the sink.

"Thank you so much Jack"

"Your welcome"

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It was an old Renault from 1912 the exact same one as there was on the Titanic. Rose couldn't believe it. "Is this your car Jack?"

"Yeah. A rich family was selling it. So I saved up as much as possible and made a deal with them."

"That's amazing. Normally people like to sell these for thousands of dollars" said Rose as she walked towards the passenger seat. Jack sat in the driver's seat next to her.

"So where do you live?"

...

"Here we are miss" Jack said in a really bad English accent. Rose couldn't help but laugh. He got out of his seat and helped Rose out.

"Thank you Mr Dawson" She said playing along. She took his hand as she stepped down from the car.

"The pleasure was all mine miss" He brought her hand to his lips and gently kiss it. Rose couldn't help but blush. "Well goodnight Rose. It was nice to finally meet you"

"Yeah you too Jack. Goodnight"

"Rose wait. Will I ever see you again?"

"If you want to. I'm free all day tomorrow"

"I'm free on my hour lunch break between 12:00 and 1:00. Maybe we could meet up on the pier?"

"Perfect" smiled Rose. They then said goodnight and left.

Chapter 3 will be coming soon. I hope you are enjoying it so far! please tell me what you think so far. :-)