I have decided to continue this story despite the criticism from some reviewers. Thanks guys for bringing my self esteem up! But I do hope that this chapter is okay and I want to thank Bellavision for the storyline and the bringing my self esteem back up. :)

Rose cuddled the baby that lay in her arms. She still hadn't named the baby as she decided that she would try and find its mother first, if its mother was still alive that is. Though she considered the idea unlikely. She lifted her arm, still weak it took more effort than she thought and she pushed a piece of her auburn hair out of her face before getting up to look out the window. The ocean below was a deep and dark blue as if representing how she felt at the moment. It moved in small waves, lapping against the ship. She watched the waves for a few moments, remembering Jack's face and his laugh. The way his smile used to make his whole face light up and the fact that he could tells jokes no matter what the situation. She missed him. He had been her whole life to her. He had made her life worth living. She briefly thought of Cal and her mother and wondered if they were still alive and if Cal would come looking for her. She prayed not.

"Miss Rose?" Rose turned around to find Cora standing in the doorway, her hands were on her hips and her face showed her angry. Because Cora was so tiny it was quite comical and Rose couldn't help but smile.

"Yes Cora?" She came over and picked her up, spinning her around before placing her on the bed.

"The man on the ship says that daddy isn't on the ship and he said that he is never going to be. Is he right Miss Rose?"

Rose tried to smile at her but she couldn't force her muscles into it. "Cora your daddy is not going to be coming back....." Rose stumbled with her words. What was she meant to tell her? Cora was so young, so fragile. "Cora your daddy is dead." The statement seemed so flat to Rose, so unemotional.

Cora sat still, silent as if words would make the situation real. Suddenly a tear ran down her cheek then it was joined by another and another. Rose tried to comfort her but her grief for Jack was taking its toll on her and it was hard enough to control her tears yet alone trying to stop someone else's.

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"To our saviour! WHATEVER THAT IS!" Jack laughed as he held up his cup in a toast. He drank deeply then slammed his cup down. "Who's for another cup?" There was a loud cheer from the crowd and Jack poured a few more cups. Jack smiled but the pain inside him for Rose was aching. It was digging a hole inside him that he knew he would never be able to refill, right now though he would try to with lots of beer and a few friends. He was in the third class area of the boat, though he thought it ridiculous that the boat that had saved them still defined between third class and first.

Fabrizio stole the cup from Jack's hand, swinging it as far away from him as possible.

"Don't you think you have had enough?"

Jack shook his head and tears welled up in his eyes. "Fabrizio you are a good friend. I think I may have to employ you as my personal advisor!" he laughed. Fabrizio handed him back his cup but Jack noticed it was now empty. He laughed again and for a brief moment the aching pain he had felt deep inside him was gone.

He grabbed another cup and drank deeply, hoping to keep the pain away but it returned and the images of Rose's soft, innocent, loving face sinking to the bottom of the ocean below him filled his head. He tried to stop them but he couldn't. Jack breathed deeply and walked out of the room and onto the deck. He looked into the ocean, hoping to feel closer to her, trying to see her face. But he didn't see anything, only the cold blue ocean. It felt like a hole had been ripped in his heart and he couldn't fix it no matter how he tried. He took another deep breath and continued his search.

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The ship turned into the harbour. Rose knew that this was her last goodbye with Jack. She felt a strange attachment to the ocean and this ship. She wished he could see her now, looking after both Cora and the baby, which she had named Jack after him.

She grabbed her only belongings, the jacket Cal had given her and the blanket that Jack had handed her. She hugged the blanket, breathing in the strong smell of the ocean. She whispered one last goodbye and left the ship behind.

To be continued....(hopefully) :)