The freezing waters of the Atlantic were closing in as Rose laid on the broken door, staring up at the black skies and sparkling stars. The screaming and crying from the last few passengers alive in the water was fading as they were silenced by the icy waters. She closed her eyes, squeezing Jack's hand as tightly as she could, even though her strength was also fading fast the longer she spent in these terrible conditions. She hadn't heard from Jack for a while, so she turned over to look at his beautiful face, his eyes were closed but she was able to still feel his warm breath on her hand. Even though he was freezing in that water, he was still alive and with her.
"Jack? Are you still with me?" She asks with a stutter, it was even painful to talk in these freezing temperatures. Jack hums and squeezes Rose's hand back lightly, showing vague signs of life. She needed him to just hang on for a little longer, just until any rescue boats came back for survivors who were fortunate to not freeze to death.
Rose continued to look at Jack, and his beauty, the eerie silence settling over them again. She slowly reached up and stroked Jack's hair that had icicles forming in it, with bated breath she held on to his hand a little tighter.
"Hello! Is anyone alive out there?" A voice suddenly came out from the darkness, a small rowboat wades through the water towards the hundreds of frozen bodies from the sinking. Rose looked over to the boat that was slowly moving through the bodies, the crew carefully looking out for any survivors in the freezing black depths of the ocean.
"C-come back, please" Rose tried to shout but the cold had made her voice become frail and not strong enough to carry itself, she looked at Jack again before she noticed the crew's shouts were beginning to get further away. She needed to save him before he succumbed to the freezing cold waters of the Atlantic, like everyone else that entered the water with them. "Come back!" She squeaks out but again no avail.
To ensure that her and Jack were saved, she slid off the door she was laying on into the water, gasping at the sudden drop in temperature on her skin and clasped Jack's hand tighter as she swam towards the boat as quickly as she could. She carefully began to swim passed a dead officer with a whistle in his mouth, she frantically took it and began to blow into it as hard as she could, wanting to get the crew's attention as quickly as possible to save Jack's life.
She continued to blow into the whistle as the beam of light from the crew's touch landed on her and Jack, his eyes slowly opening from the bright light. She finally stopped blowing the whistle once she was pulled out of the freezing water and onto the boat, her hand still clasping onto Jack's as the crew then pulled him aboard as well. The crew were asking her all sorts of questions about how she survived out here for so long, but also that it didn't look good for Jack because of how long he was in the water for before they were rescued. Rose was distraught, Jack couldn't die, not after what had happened. He couldn't be taken away from her so quickly after they had vowed to spend the rest of their lives together.
They were both instantly bundled in the blankets that the crew had brought with them for any survivors. Rose continued to hold the blonde's hand carefully as she laid down, she eventually fell asleep as the crew began to row the boat away from the huge loss of life, there seemed to be no more survivors.