This chapter is shorter but the story starts in the next chapter. R&R and enjoy.
Life is short. That's what she's been told all her life. From the moment she was born over 100 years ago. Yet for her, life had just begun as she sat at her pottery table making yet another vase. She listened to her granddaughter talk to the dog and laughed lightly. She turned her attention to the television at the mention of the ship that took so much from her. She looked over her shoulder, rose to her feet and walked towards the television.
"What is it...?" She was asked.
"Turn that up dear." She told her granddaughter.
"I have museum-trained excepts here, making sure this stuff is preserved and cataloughed properly." The man said. "Take a look at this drawing we found just today." The camera moved from the man to a drawing of a nude woman. "A piece of paper that's been underwater for 100 years...and my team are able to preserve it intanct." The woman shook her head in disbelief. "Should this have remained unseen at the bottom of the ocean for eternity, when we can see it enjoy it now?" The man asked.
"I'll be god damned." She said. Her granddaugher looked to her with worry then looked back to the television in time to get a number. "Get me the phone dear." She said. The other woman nodded quickly and rushed for the phone before returning to her. She dialed the number as fast as she could and waited for an answer. When someone answered she smiled. "I'm looking for Mr. Williams." She said. She was told to hold on for a moment before the phone was handed to someone else.
"This is Rory Williams. What can I do for you, Mrs...?" He asked.
"Rose Pond." She said.
"Mrs. Pond?" He said.
"I was just wondering if you had found the "Heart of the Ocean" yet, Mr. Williams." Rose said with a smile. He paused for a moment before clearing his throat.
"Alright. You have my attention, Rose. Can you tell me who the woman in the picture is?" He asked. Rose Pond smiled more and looked to her granddaughter Amy with a smile.
"Oh yes. The woman in the picture is me." She said. She talked on the phone for a little while longer before handing Amy the phone back. Amy looked to her in shock.
"Y-you weren't serious were you?" Amy asked her. Rose nodded slowly and smiled.
"We must be going dear. We need to pack." Rose said.
"Pack?" Amy asked. "Pack for what?"
"We're going to go see what they've found of course." Rose smiled and walked slowly to her room. She packed quickly as Amy took the bags to the car. Rose grabbed her bowl of goldfish and Amy laughed lightly.
"Your not taking the fish." She said. Rose smiled and walked to the car. Amy sighed, grabbed the dog and walked to the car. She looked to the house one last time before starting the engine and driving to the airport. She pulled up to the waiting helecopter and helped her grandmother out of the car. She helped her into a wheel chair and helped her aboard the aircraft before returning to help get the bags. Rose looked out the window the whole time. Once they hit the ocean, her heart dropped. Memories returning, the whole time, she saw his face. His smile. In her heart she felt like she was going home. Once the helecopter landed she felt her heart start to race. The doors were opened as a group of men came down to help her out. She was lowered to the ground while Amy climbed out and met Rory for the first time. He cleared his thought and helped her down. She smiled lightly and thanked him and wheeled Rose into her stateroom. She helped Rose unpack her photo's and set the boxes up against the corner. They heard a knock on the door and looked up to Rory.
"Is your stateroom alright?" He asked her. She nodded and smiled.
"Yes. Very nice. Have you met my granddaughter, Amy? She takes care of me." Rose said.
"Yes. We met just a few minutes ago, grandmother. Remember, up on deck?" Amy asked as Rose nodded.
"Oh yes." Rose said. She set another photo onto the table with a smile. "There, that's nice. I have to have my pictures when I travel. And Freddy of course." She said smiling to the Pomeranian.
"Would you like anything?" Rory asked.
"I should like to see my drawing." Rose said. Rory nodded and motioned for them to follow. Amy pushed the wheel chair from the room following Rory. Rose looked to the water and smiled sadly.
"Rose..." She heard. She looked away from the water as they entered the preservation room. She looked into the water with a sad smile. She touched the photo gently, seeing the night it was drawn as if it were happening right then.
"Louis the sixteenth wore a fabulous stone, called the blue Diamond of the crown, which disappeared in 1792, about the time Louis lost everything from the neck up." Rory explained. "The theory goes that the crown diamond was chopped too...recut into a heart-like shape...and it because Le Coeur De La Mer." He continued. "The Heart of the Ocean. Today it would be worth more than the Hope Diamond."
"It was a dreadful, heavy thing." Rose said. "I only wore it this once."
"You actually believe this is your grandmother?" Amy asked.
"It was me dear. Wasn't I a hot number?" Rose asked.
"I tracked it down through insurance records...And old claim that was settled under teams of absolute secrecy. Do you know the claiment was Rose?" Rory asked.
"Someone named Smith, I should imagine." Rose said with disgust.
"Arnold Smith, Right. Pittsburgh steel tycoon. For a diamond necklace his son Mickey Smith bought in France for his fiancee...You...A week before he sailed on Titanic. And the claim was filled righ after the sinking. So the diamon had to've gone down with the ship." Rory said he looked to Amy pointing to the date. "See the date?" He asked.
"April 14, 1912." Amy said.
"If your grandmother is who she says she is, she was wearing the diamond the night Titanic sank." Luke said.
"And that makes you my new best friend. I will happily compensate you for anything you can tell us that will lead to it's recovery." Rory said.
"I don't want your money, Mr. Williams. I know how hard it is for people who care greatly for money to give it away." She said. She looked back to the photo and touched the single "D" in the corner. "You may give me this, if anything I tell you is of value." She said.
"Deal." Rory said. "Over here are a few things we've recovered from you staterooms." He said. Amy wheeled her over to the table and she smiled more.
"This was mine." She said picking up a mirror. "How extraordinary! It looks the same as the last time I saw it." She flipped it over and looked at her reflection. "The reflection has changed a bit." She laughed, set it down and picked up another item. "My mother's brooch." She said. "She wanted to go back for it. Cause quite a fuss." Rory smiled sadly and looked to her seriously.
"Are you ready to go back to Titanic...?"