Jack surveyed the bar. Annie was beside him holding onto his arm as usual. After his re awakening in the depths of the ocean she had taught him how to survive as one of her kind. As a vampire. Vampires were myth. Ledgend at most. So he had thought. But he remembered her from the ship. Always a shadow in the lower part of the ship where he had slept he had never thought much of it. Sometimes above the deck watching the water or perhaps drawing with a piece of coal.
Annie had an attitude. That much he had learned. Not like any girls he had ever known, so fiery but underneath there was always pain. She still wouldn't tell him her age. But at the end of the daytime he always asked if he wanted to know. He could sleep. He was glad for that part just being myth. Jack visited Rose every night in his dreams. Annie never slept. At least around him she didn't.
A tug on his arm brought him out of his stupor. A man- dark black hair slicked back and cool brown eyes was standing in front of them.
"Miss I could show you a much better time than this- this boy here." The man grinned. Jack scowled.
"Sorry sir but as I have said before, I'M TAKEN." Annie bit out forcefully before dragging Jack over to the bar. She said they didn't need normal food to survive but that we could eat it if we wanted.
Plunking down a few dollars she ordered some drinks for them. When they came Jack noted that she had ordered the strongest thing there. Must be a bad night for her. He watched as she downed the drink with so little as bother at the strong taste. He downed his own.
"Come on Annie, lets dance." He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the floor. Their act. They were a lower class couple just having some drinks and fun for the Saturday night that was buzzing about their "deaths". Just about a week ago the titanic had sunk. Jack wondered if Rose had made it. If she had he hadn't found her- he had looked everywhere. Everywhere that he could get to that is. The hotels were off limits. Annie said that if anybody recognized him things could get dicey. He had to find Rose when she was alone.
"Fine… be glad I'm not in too bad a mood tonight." She grimaced and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet.
"Your always in a not to bad mood." Jack laughed. Not his real laugh but close enough. She glared. Her caramel skin heating up in anger. He swung her around the floor. Putting a smile on his face like she did. In the back of his mind he thought about them. The pair of them, liars. Lying to protect themselves. From others? Yes. From the past? Yes.
Jack had been a liar before but never to lie to this extent. To cover himself into an entirely new persona.
He watched as Annie smiled prettily. She drew the looks from men wherever she went.
'In rags or riches she always looked beautiful.' Jack pushed the errant thought out of his mind. No way could he be thinking this about his savior. His savior who would not give up her secrets in the dark depths of her mind.
Tonight her dark hair swung around her hips as he spun her around the floor. It was soft. He had touched it before, playing with it when they were acting more intimate scenes.
"Something wrong Jack? You're staring again." Annie asked softly. Her voice carried to his ears. He shook his head. The music started up a slow song as the announcer said that this would be the closing song.
Jack pulled Annie close, falling into the rhythm the band had set. They brushed past other couples and the stared at her eyes. The only unnerving thing about her, but to him they were beautiful. Not that he would ever admit it. They were a pearly blue that always seemed to want to turn gray.
The music ended and they broke away. The only hotel they could go to was the one they were staying at. No one knew them. It was a slum hotel. Everyone else was at a charity house or a nicer hotel for the rich passengers.
They made their way through the streets until finally they came to their hotel, their room had two beds. Jacks was the rumpled unmade one. Annies', as far as he knew had never been touched. But tonight. Annie was tired. Jack knew it. Her eyelids were drooping. They were going slower tonight. Finally halfway up the stairs Jack stopped.
Annie looked at him. Confusion in her eyes. Bending down Jack scooped her small body up and began carrying her up the stairs.
"Jack. Put. Me. Down. I can walk mysell" She trailed off falling into gentle sleep. Jack smiled to himself before letting them into the room. He set her down on her bed and covered her with the blanket at the foot of the bed.
Flipping off the light he himself laid down and folded his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.
Jack drifted to sleep. Hours later he was unaware that a smaller body had joined him on the bed to curl up by his side, trying to fight away the nightmares in its half sleep.
So thus anyone who dared to look on would see to people holding the other fighting off the demons that came with the hard knowledge. Or so one thought.