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Author: Princess-Fairy-1984
Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Tragedy - Reviews: 14 - Published: 08-16-11 - Updated: 09-04-11
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Later That Night:
Deborah walked into her two step-sisters' cabin room, and saw they were getting ready for the dinner service that night in first class. Deborah stood in front of them shyly. She wanted to let them know what Thomas Andrews had stated about him wanting her coming, but Deborah wasn't sure how they'd take it.
Deborah: Miss Ruth-Ann, Miss Louisa. I have some news about tonight's dinner.
Ruth-Ann and Louisa looked at Deborah with coldness.
Louisa: What news do you have, girl?
Ruth-Ann: Yeah, and why aren't you cleaning out our suitcases like we TOLD you to.
Deborah: Well, because, Thomas Andrews, he was the gentleman who designed this ship, he invited me to the dinner as well—as his guest, and I would like to go, please.
Ruth-Ann and Louisa looked at Deborah as if she (Deborah) had been joking. Both Louisa and Ruth-Ann burst into laughter.
Ruth-Ann: YOU? In first class? (Ruth-Ann and Louisa laughed again)
Louisa: Why would he want YOU at dinner?
Deborah: I don't know, but Miss Louisa, I'd like to go.
Louisa: Well too bad, you AREN'T. (Ruth-Ann laughed)
Ruth-Ann: Yeah, you're to stay here and clean our suitcases and clean our clothes—BY HAND for tomorrow, is that clear?
Deborah looked down and tried her best not to show an expression of sadness.
Louisa walked over to Deborah and grabbed her arm and pulled Deborah towards her, violently.
Louisa: (coldly) I said IS that clear?
Deborah winced slightly and slowly nodded.
Louisa dropped Deborah's arm and smiled briefly.
Louisa: Good, Ruth-Ann and I will be off then, and we EXPECT your chores to be done, when we return.
Louisa and Ruth-Ann walked out the room and Deborah walked over to the bed in the room and sat down on it, staring at the floor with tears.
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Ruth-Ann and Louisa walked down into the busy, first class dining room, where people were walking about, talking and socializing with others, etc. Ruth-Ann looked at Louisa and smiled.
Ruth-Ann: Oh this is so wonderful! I feel like I was born for this! (Louisa laughs)
Louisa: That's because we were deary sis, this life is all meant for us! (Louisa and Ruth-Ann laughs)
A Short Time Later:
Louisa, and Ruth-Ann were sitting at a table with Rose, Rose's mother, Ruth, Cal, Thomas Andrews, Ismay, Lovejoy and even Jack Dawson, who had accompanied the dinner from third class. Ismay was telling of the wonders of the Titanic, and how Andrews had done a great job creating it.
Andrews: (smiles) Well I can not take all the credit for it, I just had a visual idea in my head, but the creation was certainly all of Mr. Ismay's.
Ismay laughed and nodded.
Ismay: Thank you, Mr. Andrews.
Andrews smiled and nodded and as he took a bite, a small bite of his food, he stopped instantly and thought. He frowned lightly. He swallowed the food in his mouth, with a small sip of wine, in the most classiest way and looked at Louisa and Ruth-Ann.
Andrews: Um, excuse me, Louisa and Ruth-Ann, you said you have a sister named Deborah, am I correct?
Louisa: Uh—STEP sister. She's third class, so we tend not to want to associate ourselves with her. (Cal laughs)
Cal: I can truly understand that, the third class citizens of this ship are like giant bed bugs, you'd just like to squash. (looks at Jack) Not to mean you, Jack. (fakes a smile)
Jack scoffs and shakes his head briefly.
Louisa and Ruth-Ann laugh.
Andrews: Well, where is she? I invited her to be my guest at dinner here tonight.
Cal, Ruth and Ismay looked at Andrews with raised eyebrows of surprise.
Cal: YOU invited a third class girl to our first class dinner service.
Jack: What's wrong with third class Cal? Afraid their good manners might rub off on you? (Andrews and Rose laughs)
Cal looked at Jack with cold angry eyes.
Cal: I believe my question was addressed to Mr. Andrews—NOT you—Dawson. (rolls his eyes at Jack)
Andrews: Well, yes I did. I had met her earlier this morning and we shared such a delightful conversation, that I just HAD to invite her to dinner tonight. (looked at Ruth-Ann and Louisa) Is she coming?
Louisa and Ruth-Ann exchanged glances with each other.
Louisa: Well, we—we just—(Ruth-Ann cuts in)
Ruth-Ann: We just thought it be better if we keep the poor class where they belong, out of sight. (Louisa, Cal and Ruth laughs)
Andrews drops his fork down on his plate, almost loudly and puts on a slightly upset face. He looks down at his plate and blinks heavily with a frown.
Andrews: No, will everyone excuse me, please?
Andrews slides his chair back and gets up from the table.
Ismay: Well Mr. Andrews, where are you going?
Andrews: To find, Deborah Bell. I invited her as my guest and I would like to have her here at this table.
Louisa: (scoffs and laughs nervously) Well that's ridiculous, you can't bring her to this table, she's third class.
Rose: (coldly) And just WHAT is wrong with third class? You speak of them as if they're animals.
Cal (whispers to Rose): They ARE, dear.
Molly: God made everyone special, no matter what class they are. (nods quickly)
Rose smiled at Molly.
Rose rolled her eyes at Cal and frowned a bit.
Rose: Well, I think it a great thing you're doing Mr. Andrews, if you invited her, she should be able to come and dine with us.
Ruth-Ann: No (laughs) See, you don't know her like WE do.
Andrews: (coldly) Thank you Rose and NO, I may not know her—Ruth-Ann, but whom I invite is WHOM I wish to see and so she isn't here, so I'll go and find her and bring her here as I invited her. Thank you.
Andrews walked away from the table and quickly walked up the stairs to find Deborah. He had no idea why he had to find her, he just knew he did. He had to see her—again. Her presence, that morning had pleased him so, that he was delighted in even the small conversation they had together. Andrews walked to the room door 419, and saw the door cracked halfway open, he stopped and frowned upon hearing the sound coming from the room. He could hear and see Deborah singing beautifully while dancing around the room and cleaning the room.
Deborah: (singing beautifully) All right everyone, time to tidy things up. Come my little friends. As we all sing a happy little working song. Merry little voices clear and strong
Come and roll your sleeves up. So that we can pitch in, cleaning crud up in the kitchen
As we sing along. And you'll trill a cheery tune in the tub. As we scrub a stubborn mildew stain, Lug a hairball from the shower drain. To the gay refrain, of a happy working song.
Andrews leaned up against the entrance of the door and smiled as he watched her singing and dancing around the room, while cleaning.
Deborah: (singing beautifully) We'll keep singing without fail, otherwise we'd spoil it
Hosing down the garbage pail, and scrubbing up the toilet.
Ooh! How we all enjoy letting loose with a little la-da-da-dum-dum
While we're emptying the vacu-um, It's such fun to hum a happy working song.
Theme Song: "Enchanted Soundtrack - Andalasia
Andrews clapped and smiled as he walked in the room. Deborah gasped and turned around quickly and smiled.
Deborah: Oh my! Mr. Andrews, you scared me.
Andrews laughed.
Andrews: Oh I'm sorry, that wasn't my intent. I heard your singing and I couldn't bear to interrupt, well, until now anyways. You have quite a beautiful voice, young Deborah.
Deborah smiled and blushed.
Deborah: Thank you, Mr. Andrews.
Andrews: Almost heavenly. (smiled)
Deborah: (laughs coyly) Thank you again, Mr. Andrews.
Andrews: Why weren't you at dinner in first class? I was looking for you to be there.
Deborah looked down and her smile faded.
Deborah: Oh, well Mr. Andrews, my step-sisters said I couldn't attend. I'm so sorry.
Andrews sighed and nodded with an eyebrow raised.
Andrews: Ah, I figured that may have been the gist of the reason, from how they responded to my questions during dinner.
Andrews looked at his watch and frowned.
Andrews: Dinner is almost over, have you eaten anything as of yet?
Deborah: (shakes her head) No, Mr. Andrews, not since—yesterday.
Andrews looked at her with wide surprise.
Andrews: You haven't had anything since YESTERDAY? You didn't get anything to eat this morning, after we spoke?
Deborah looked down and shook her head, shyly. He looked at her with sympathy and blinked heavily at her with a sympathetic frown. He walked over to her and took her hand into his and smiled briefly.
Andrews: Well, come on, let's take you downstairs and you can have dinner. You must be starving by now.
Deborah yanked away softly and frowned deeply.
Deborah: No! I can't. Ruth-Ann and Louisa—I mean Miss Ruth Ann and Miss Louisa said for me to stay here and clean.
Andrews smiled and took hold of her hand again.
Andrews: Yes, well, Deborah, if your—step sisters ask, the blame will be on me, because I simply can not walk away, knowing you haven't eaten a thing in almost twenty-four hours. So, come on.
Deborah nodded and smiled and blushed, as they walked out the room.
Deborah: So, if you don't mind me asking, won't your wife say something when she sees me with you?
Andrews looked away and laughed briefly and blushed lightly.
Andrews: Oh I am not married, Deborah, so I think it will be quite alright. (Deborah laughs)
Deborah stopped in her tracks and smiled widely.
Deborah: Um, Mr. Andrews, if it be alright, can we go eat later, I'd like to explore the entire ship. I—(looked down coyly) I didn't get a chance to earlier, because of my step-sisters and I'd truly like to see the wonder that is your ship.
Andrews smiled at Deborah and nodded.
Andrews: It would be my pleasure. Where would you like to start first?
Deborah: The deck. (smiles) Oh yes, I'd love to see the beauty of the deck and the amazing sea at night.
Andrews laughed.
Andrews: Well, as you wish, young Deborah.
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Theme Song: "Enchanted Soundtrack - Girls Go Shopping (bad name for this part of the story but the music is just—heavenly, for this part of the story, lol)
Andrews and Deborah had been over, practically the entire ship, with Andrews showing her things on the ship, but when they had circled back around on the deck. Deborah gasped and smiled as she saw something spectacular in the water. She grabbed hold of Andrews' arm and smiled.
Deborah: Oh Mr. Andrews! Look at that!
Deborah led Andrews over to the railing of the ship and he looked into the water with her.
Andrews: What? What do you see Deborah?
Deborah (pointed into the water with a smile): Look, there are dolphins swimming down there, don't you see them?
Andrews looked down at the water and saw them and smiled and then laughed.
Andrews: Yes, I do see them, they're very beautiful. I haven't seen dolphins this close, since I was a little boy.
Deborah: (laughs happily) Oh they're SO beautiful! Wow!
Andrews stared at Deborah, as Deborah looked happily and with amazement at the dolphins, was it just him or was he becoming attracted to her? She was beautiful, quite beautiful, in fact; and for some reason, he just felt a spark with her, from the moment he first saw her, maybe he was becoming attracted to her.
Deborah: (closed her eyes and smiled) I remember, there was this song my mother would sing every time she saw dolphins swimming together, in the water. She'd say the dolphins swimming together, reminded her of her and daddy, united happily in love. (laughs) Oh the song she'd sing was so beautiful. Hmm, let me see if I remember it.
Theme Song: "How You Know" ~ Enchanted Soundtrack
Deborah: (sings beautifully) How does she know you love her? How does she know she's yours?
Deborah takes Andrews hand and holds it and smiles.
Deborah: (sings beautifully) How does she know that you love her? How do you show her you love her? How does she know that you really, really, truly love her? How does she know that you love her? How do you show her you love her? How does she know that you really, really, truly love her?
Deborah begins dancing around the deck hand in hand, with Andrews, and Andrews looks away and laughs a bit.
Deborah (sings beautifully): It's not enough to take the one you love for granted
You must remind her, or she'll be inclined to say... "How do I know he loves me?"
How does she know that you love her? How do you show her you love her?
"How do I know he's mine?" How does she know that you really, really, truly love her?
Andrews: (smiles) Oh! I know this tune. Its one that I know well.
Deborah: (smiles) Oh great! Sing with me, Mr. Andrews!
Andrews sighed and smiled and shook his head briefly.
Andrews (sings beautifully, while walking around the deck, in a dancing way with her): Well does he leave a little note to tell you, you are on his mind? Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey? Hey! He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday
That's how you know, that's how you know! He's your love... You've got to show her you need her. Don't treat her like a mind reader. Each day do something to need her. To believe you love her.
Andrews and Deborah were beautifully and heavenly dancing around the deck and singing beautifully, like they were in some fairytale Broadway musical, and they had everyone's attention, who were on the deck—first class, second class—everyone—Including, Ismay, Cal, Rose, Molly, Ruth, Ruth-Ann, Louisa and Jack, who had taken to the deck after dinner. They were standing feet away, watching Andrews and Deborah, dancing around the deck, singing and dancing.
Ismay: Well WHAT is this? Mr. Andrews—dancing?
Cal: (says with disgust) Yes, and with some girl who looks—third class at that—poor—dirty.
Rose: (smiles) I love it and look he's singing! He has a beautiful singing voice. (Jack laughs)
Jack: Yeah and he's a pretty good dancer.
Molly: A DAMN good dancer if I say so. (laughs)
Louisa: (gasps with anger) THAT'S that—that—Deborah!
Ruth-Ann: She's supposed to be upstairs! What is she doing with—HIM!
Jack: Um, maybe she likes him? (scoffs and shakes her head)
Rose: (looks at Jack with a half smile) Really Jack? You think so?
Jack: (laughs) Of course, look at them. Look at how they're interacting with each other. Its obvious.
Cal: What would YOU know about that Dawson? (Ruth giggles)
Rose rolled her eyes at Ruth.
Deborah: (sings beautifully) Everybody wants to live happily ever after. Everybody wants to know their true love is true... How do you know he loves you? How does she know that you love her? How do you show her you need her? How do you know he's yours? How does she know that you really, really, truly—
Andrews: (sings beautifully while dancing around with her) Well does he take you out dancing just so he can hold you close? Dedicate a song with words in. Just for you? Ohhh! He'll find his own way to tell you with the little things he'll do. That's how you know. That's how you know!
Deborah: (sings beautifully while dancing) He's your love, He's your love... That's how you know. That's how you know! That's how you know! That's how you know! That's how you know!
Deborah stopped singing and both she and Andrews were laughing as they fell down beside each other, on a bench on the deck.
Andrews: (between laughter) Wow, I haven't danced and sung like that in—ages. That was fun, Deborah.
Deborah: (smiles) Yes it was quite fun. I like singing and dancing with you, Mr. Andrews.
Theme Song: "Rose" ~ Titanic Soundtrack
Andrews glanced at her and smiled.
Andrews: No, no, no, you can call me Thomas, I meant to tell you that again, earlier.
Deborah: (nods and smiles) Alright, Thomas. I like dancing with you.
Andrews: (smiles) I like dancing with you as well.
Andrews looked away, he wanted to kiss her, but he was too proper to do it, then, alright, and he was a bit modest and shy—around her, anyways.
Andrews: Tomorrow Deborah, join me for breakfast.
Deborah: (scoffs and smiles) Oh Thomas, I'd love to but my step-sisters—(Andrews cuts in)
Andrews: No need to worry about them, I'll come to your room tomorrow, and escort you to breakfast myself, that will take care of your step-sisters. I—(stops and sighs with a brief frown) I want to see you again—after tonight Deborah.
Deborah smiled and blushed heavily and nodded.
Deborah: I'd be delighted too, then, Thomas.
Andrews (smiled and blushed and nodded): Great. I can hardly wait.
Deborah quickly kissed Andrews on the cheek and his face instantly brightened up and he blushed even more.
Deborah: I must go now—(Andrews cuts in)
Andrews: Oh but what about food, you haven't eaten yet?
Deborah: I—I know Thomas, I'll get some from the dining room before I head back to my room and eat when I finally go to sleep for the night. Thank you so much for showing me around Titanic, Thomas. I can't wait for tomorrow, goodnight.
Deborah ran off quickly, and Andrews watched her leave, with a smile and with anticipation of seeing her again. He had instantly become quite smitten with her, and could feel his heart beating a beat faster, upon seeing her leave. As he turned to leave, he looked down and saw she left behind her sterling silver charm bracelet, it was lying there on the deck beside him. He bent down and picked it up and stared at it. The bracelet was beautiful, with silver heart and unicorn charms all around it. Andrews smiled and delicately put the bracelet in his jacket pocket and walked away. He figured he'd give it to her, when he saw her in the morning…..
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Theme Song: "Summertime" ~Fantasia
As Deborah walked back to the room she was in, she was surprised to see Ruth-Ann and Louisa, standing in her room, looking angry. Deborah looked down with a bit of guilt, that she was trying to hide. Louisa walked over to Deborah and stood in front of her.
Louisa: (coldly) Where WERE you Deborah?
Deborah: Um, I—I was with—I went to find food. I was hungry.
Ruth-Ann: (coldly) You went to find—food? By yourself?
Deborah: (nodded while looking down) Yes—yes Miss Ruth-Ann.
Louisa immediately slapped Deborah HARD in the face, almost making Deborah's nose bleed and making Deborah fall to the floor.
Louisa: You LIAR!
Louisa kicked Deborah HARD, twice in the stomach and Deborah yelled out in pain. Ruth-Ann watched with amusement. Louisa picked up Deborah's head by the hair and Deborah winced in pain.
Louisa: We KNOW where you were and if you ever—EVER see Thomas Andrews again, we will make you live to regret it, do you understand! You are poor class and you will STAY poor class!
Deborah broke into severe tears and Louisa pulled Deborah, by the hair, up harder and Deborah cried out more.
Louisa: I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND!
Deborah: (between tears) Yes, yes Miss Louisa!
Louisa threw Deborah's head back down to the floor and turned and looked at Ruth-Ann with a smirk.
Louisa: Ruth-Ann, she needs to be punished. Fifty lashes should do it. (Ruth-Ann laughed with enjoyment)
As Louisa walked away out the room, Ruth-Ann grabbed Deborah by the hair and began dragging her away to another room within Deborah's room and Deborah knew it was coming. Deborah began fighting to get free from Ruth-Ann, but couldn't.
Deborah: (between severe tears) No! No! Please Ruth-Ann! Don't! No!
Ruth-Ann: (laughs) Its much too late for no now dirty girl!
Ruth-Ann dragged Deborah into a separate room as Deborah cried to the top of her lungs, knowing the horror to come that night, the horror that Deborah was very used to, the horror that was the punishment that she'd receive, that with each time, was far worst than the first…
TO BE CONTINUED…..
Tomorrow…..