A/N: Ahhh finally chapter two. It's very short I know, but it's only a small introduction. As we get further into the story, I can promise that the chapters will be very lengthy and full of wonderful details. Enjoy my lovelies~

April 10, 1912- Alfred and Madeline

The ship was enormous. Now it made sense why they called it Titanic. But despite the air of excitement, Madeline could not feel any of it. She was… nervous to put it lightly. If it weren't for her brother, who sat next to her with his usual bored expression, she would have probably stayed in England rather than go back to America.

"Mother," Madeline said lightly to the woman across the seat from her. "Why couldn't we have stayed in England, just for a bit longer?"

"Now… Margret, you know full well why." Madeline sighed very softly to her self as, per usual, her pompous stepfather intervened with his unwanted comments. "In case you've forgotten, which you clearly have with our time in this mess of a city, your fiancé is back across the sea. If you still have a fiancé. What a scandal this will be, we'll have to push the wedding date up now and hope no one will notice."

"Uhm… Madeline," Madeline said softly as she looked down at her folded hands that rested in her lap. "Not Margret… and I've told you plenty of times that I don't want to be forced into this… sham of a wedding."

"Hmm?" Her stepfather said as he lit one of his cigars, blowing smoke directly into the twin's faces. "What was that Margret? I wasn't listening." Madeline only sighed again, whereas her brother took up arms in her defense.

"Her name is Madeline, Arnold. For Christ's sake didn't you bother to learn the names of your wife's children? And she doesn't want to marry that drunk of a man you picked out for her. Jesus, she's seventeen practically a grown woman who can make that kind of decision for herself."

"Alfred," Their mother said, finally speaking up. Alfred merely rolled his eyes instead of looking at his mother. He knew what she was about to say, and even mouthed the words to Madeline making the young girl smile softly. "Mind yourself while talking to your father."

"Whatever you say mother." Alfred said. Arnold however, just kept puffing away at his cigar blowing the smoke directly across to the twins.

"Honestly Annabeth, how did you ever survive on your own with these two? Your son is a rude little prick, and your daughter a little whore who can't keep her legs closed."

"Better than an ignorant fat ass who thinks its actually ok to insult his stepchildren." Alfred whispered to Madeline, who only kept her head down.

"Alfred don't…" Madeline whispered quickly to her brother, however it was too late. Arnold took hold of his walking stick smacked Alfred upside the head with the handle. Alfred's head lurched forward a bit, and Madeline instantly grabbed her brother's arm since she knew he would lunge at their stepfather for that.

"I heard that boy. Next time around, I won't be so nice about it." Arnold said before turning to Madeline. "And as for you, as soon as we get to America we're going to solve this issue you've put us in."

"If you take her to that damn doctor I will personally-"

"Oh Alfred look we're here." Madeline said quickly as the car finally stopped outside the port. Very quickly she leaned over her brother and opened the door on his side. Madeline quickly pushed him outside, and followed after him. "Mother, Arnold we'll meet you on the ship." With that, Madeline climbed out of the car, grabbed her brother's arm and quickly pulled him towards the boarding plank.

"What the hell did you do that for Maddie!" Alfred asked quickly.

"Because I don't need to see you get hit again with that walking stick." She replied as she reached into his coat pocket and grabbed two sheets of paper. "And before you say anything I slipped our tickets into your pocket this morning. You honestly think I want to bored the ship with him nagging on in my ear…"

"Well… just remember as soon as we get back to America, we're booking it from the two of them. The nerve of that asshole…"

"… Do… do you think he'll notice that I'm gone?" Madeline asked softly. Alfred sighed and gave his sister a small pat on the arm.

"After the months you two spent together? He'd be a fool if he didn't come running after you Maddie. After all, you are carrying his child. The damn fool better come running with a ring in his hand." He said with a small smile. Madeline shook her head.

"I was such a fool wasn't I?" She asked as the climbed the boarding plank.

"No Maddy, you were in love. And who knows, with how fate works and what not, maybe you'll see him again." Madeline sighed, simply nodding. The fantastical part of Madeline hoped that her brother was right. However, the realistic side of her knew that it wouldn't happen. All she knew was that she was going back to America, with one extra person to remind her of her wonderful year in England.