Jack and Rose found an affordable house by the beach. Since it was by the coast of the ocean, the sun was always the one waking them up. Rose was able to find some picture frames and put some of Jack's drawings. She hung them up in the living room. The appropriate ones, of course. The first night they moved in, Jack surprised Rose by buying her some clothes. He knew that she loved gowns that flow with the wind, so he bought at least 3 or 4 of them. The rest were some nice night gowns and sun dresses. Rose wasn't a big pants and a shirt kind of person. But sometimes when she just wants to be laid-back, she'll even wear Jack's pants and shirt.

Jack was looking through the newspaper to find for a job. None. Nobody needed an artist or sketch artist. He was mad at himself and he felt like he can do anything for Rose. He wants her to live the best live possible without caviar and fancy champagne and very fancy friends. What was he going to do?

"Jack? You have a letter from a… Mr. Joseph Foster. Do you know who that is?"

"Joe?! Joe Foster?! Oh, my God, I have heard from him in years! How did he know that I moved here?"

"I don't know. But what I do know is that he heard about the Titanic sinking and he knew you were on it and he wanted to make sure that you were still okay."

"But how did he know that I was alive?"

"You remember that man that asked us for our names?"

"Yeah."

"Well, he asked for our names so that family members and old friends can find us. I bet Joe asked and he got his answer."

"Hm. It's weird that he knew my address. I mean, we just moved here, Rose."

"You said you were going to Santa Monica for a couple of years. Now, open up the letter and see what he said!"

"Alright, alright!"

"Dear Jack,

I'm not sure if you remember me, but you and I were best friends in elementary, middle school and high school. My name is Joe Foster. Listen, I heard about you're Titanic "adventure" and everything. But what I heard is that you found yourself a girl! Rose Dawson, huh? So when did you get married?! Well, I got married, too. Her name is Christina. We don't have any kids even though we got married about 2 years ago. I was wondering if I could come and visit and introduce you and Ms. Rose to Christina. What do you say about a month from now? Just tell me when you think the best time for us to come.

Miss ya, buddy

Joe F."

"Isn't he a funny guy? He thinks you and I are married, Jack!" Rose said with a big smile on her face.

"Yeah, he was voted class clown. He always made jokes and put thumbtacks on the teacher's chair. I can't believe he found me. What do you think everything will be in a month?"

"Well, I know you will have a job by then. And maybe I will, too."

"No Rose, you don't have to work. Besides, I don't want you coming home super late and being too tired to even give me a hug. That's what happened to my mother. She never had time to see me. She worked an 18-hour job just to support me after my father died. I couldn't stand to see you like that. I don't ever want to see you like that. Ever."

"You know I'm too stubborn to work that long!" Rose joked.

"Rose, you gotta understand that being stubborn can be bad for jobs. They'll work you harder and even fire you. Things don't work like that in England?"

"Of course things were. England isn't just the fancy people sticking their noses up in the air, Jack."

"I didn't say that England was. I'm just saying that America is MUCH tougher with their jobs nowadays. I hope in the year 2009, everything will be better. No more sinking ships!" Jack laughed.

"Yeah, maybe the year 2009 will have much better progress than 1912. Do you suppose we'll live that long, Jack?"

"Rose, that's at least over 100 years. I don't think I will be able to live that long."

"Way to be confident! With a mind and spirit like yours, I'm pretty sure you will."

The next week, Jack finally found a job at the museum to have his own collection of art. There will be a whole floor dedicated to Jack's work because the directors of art and the owner of the museum were so impressed with him. The only thing Jack has to do is to draw pictures and turn them in every month. He gets a very well pay. By the end of each month, Jack will have at least over $100.00! And add all that up to the couple of million dollars they had? Oh, yeah. They're already rich!

Rose took the Heart of the Ocean to the pawn shop and got a great amount of money from it. Remember when Jack said that it probably costs over a little bit over a million dollars? He wasn't kidding! $1,000,000 exactly! Add that to Jack's pay at the end of the month and the couple of million dollars they already had and saved?! Jack and Rose are basically millionaires! But Rose loved the way she was living now. She was saving some of the money just in case they were going to have any children. Or maybe if they were still planning on moving to Wisconsin. Jack entered the house and walked into the kitchen and made himself a sandwich, which is what he would do everyday after work ended.

"Hey, Jack."

"Oh. Hey, Rose," Jack said with his mouth full of his sandwich.

"So, did Joe ever say when he and Christina were coming?"

"Oh, yeah. On Friday."

"This Friday?"

"Yeah. Is that a problem?"

"No, not at all. I thought you said next Friday."

"What do you have next Friday?"

"Just a doctor check up."

Actually, Rose was going to see if she was pregnant. She had weird stomach movements and she has had morning sickness right after Jack leaves for work. She hasn't told Jack yet, because she knew that he would freak out. He wasn't ready because he didn't plan on anything. Anything. That's including making so much money!

"Oh. Do you think something is wrong with you? Normally, your check ups are at the end of the month, not the end of the week. Is something bothering you, Rose?"

"No. I just wanted to check early. Is there a problem with that, Mr. Dawson?"

"No, not at all. You've just been acting suspicious lately."

"Well, I'm not acting suspicious; I can assure you that, Jack. Maybe you shouldn't worry so much. You think I'm keeping something from you don't you, Jack?"

"Maybe." Jack made a grin on his face and then walked to the master bedroom. Rose laughed, but then it quickly subsided. She wanted to have a child so badly. But Jack simply wasn't ready to be a father. Rose could understand that. But, she just has to tell Jack how she feels about this whole situation.

"Jack? Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Yeah, sure. What is it that you want to talk about?"

"Well, lately I have been having these…symptoms."

"Symptoms? What kind of symptoms?"

"Um…stomach aches, weird morning sickness, dehydration, stomach movements-"

"Wait. Did you just say 'stomach movements' and 'morning sickness'?"

"Yes. I've been having them for at least a couple of days now that we moved into the house."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know."

"Rose, I know what you're doing. You're trying to convince me into having a baby, aren't you?"

"Women have expiration dates, Jack! Don't act like we don't have the money! We can finally have the baby of our dreams!"

"Our dreams? No, Rose. You're thinking about your dreams. I don't wanna be a dad!"

"Well why not?! You would be the perfect father, Jack! Why can't you see that in yourself?!"

"Because I just can't! It's not possible for me, Rose!"

"My father died, Jack. I want my children to have a great father who loves them. I don't want you to never be able to not have a family!"

"We don't need a family, Rose! We are perfectly fine the way we are! Remember, you're only seventeen years old!"

"Do you remember that little girl we met in steerage on the Titanic? I can't remember her name, but you sure did love dancing with her. You looked like you had fun with her."

"I think her name was Cora. And besides, I didn't want to be mean to her. She was only a child! And if I did something to her, I would've been in a lot of trouble because her father had one too many drinks, if you know what I mean."

"Don't try to change the subject, Jack! I want a baby!"

"I don't want a baby!"

"Why are you so stubborn?!"

"Why are you trying to persuade me into doing something that I don't wanna do?! We aren't even married! What do you want from me, Rose?!"

"A baby!"

"Well, you're not getting it!"

This was Jack and Rose's first fight. Jack's face was red from screaming and yelling at Rose, and Rose's face was red and her eyes were getting all watery because she was about to cry. She never knew that Jack would yell at her like that. She didn't know that he had such a bad temper when he didn't want to do something. Rose ran away, crying into the bathroom and locked the door so Jack wouldn't come in. Jack felt bad about yelling at her and he knew it wasn't the right thing to do.

"Rose? Rose, honey, I'm sorry." All Jack could hear were the loud sobs of Rose. He didn't know that she wanted a baby so badly. If he would've known that she would react to this is such a different way, he would have had the baby. But she's a 17 year old girl. Could she really handle having a baby? Was she too young? Jack knew that she could handle the responsibility, but he didn't know if something went wrong in the pregnancy or after the baby was born. Something could be bad for both Rose and the baby. There were just too many risks for Jack to think about.

"Rose? C'mon, open the door."

"No! If all you're going to do is yell at me, I do not want to talk to you, Jack Dawson!" She cried another sob and sniffled.

"I didn't mean to yell at you. Could at least try to understand me? Like, talk everything out without yelling at each other?"

Rose opened the door and looked down. She may have opened the door, but she didn't want to see Jack's face. She sniffled again and a tear dropped to the floor. Her face was red and her eyes were watery and puffy. Who knew that Rose could be so sensitive? Jack lifted up Rose's face and wiped her tears with his thumb. She held his and stared at him. What was he going to say?

"Alright. We can give it a try."

"Really?!"

"Yes, really."

"Oh, Jack! Thank you so much!" She kissed him on the cheek and smiled.

"But- you have to go see if you're already pregnant, okay?"

"Okay, I have no problem with that. Oh, Jack! You've made me so happy!"

Jack kissed her on the top of her head and hugged her.

"I know. I'm happy I did, too."

The next day, Rose went to the doctor while Jack was at work. She was nervous going alone and not having Jack's hand to hold on to. Rose felt fluttering in her stomach. She was nervous. She started tapping her legs while she was sitting down. She exhaled sharply and watched the clock tick its way until it was time for her. Rose thought about the eclipse she saw after the Titanic sank. She was trying to sleep next to Jack but she couldn't when she saw the eclipse. It was on April 17th, 1912. She loved that eclipse and kept it in her mind forever. But then, she remembers at 11:40pm, April 14th when the iceberg hit the Titanic. It shook the boat while Jack and Rose were kissing, but got interrupting by the rapid shaking of the boat. If Jack hadn't moved Rose out the way of that giant piece of ice that smashed on the boat, Rose could've already been dead. Man, she owes Jack something.

"Rose Dawson?" Rose got up from her seat and went into the examination room.

"Rose, I'm Dr. Michelle Thomas. Now, I understand that you have been having weird morning sickness and stomach movements. Could you explain to me what the stomach movements feel like? Any kicking-like movements?"

"Yes, actually. It once happened in the middle of the night, but I thought it was because of something that I ate. I have also been having stomach aches. But right after I have the aches, I would get cravings for anything."

"Have you been gaining weight of any kind?"

"I have gained at least 5-10 pounds in about…10-15 days."

"Okay. Now, that's a little strange for 10-15 days. Do you eat a lot during the day? Any mid-night snacking?"

"No, and that's what has made me think that I may be pregnant."

"Well, if you want to make sure, if you can give us a urine sample, we can see if you're pregnant or not."

"Okay." Rose took the urine sample and gave it to Dr. Thomas. Rose was anxious about the results.

At home, Jack remembered about a little boy. He remembered that he looked like he was only a year old when he died. He also remembered seeing a couple of other children, mostly babies, held in their mother's arms, floating in the water, frozen to death. The images gave Jack a chill up his spine. He never wanted to see another dead baby again. Rose came through the door and sighed. Jack wanted to know if he was going to be a father or not.

"So? What are the results?"

"I have to wait 14-16 days, Jack. Relax, I'm just as nervous as you are."

Jack laughed. Inside, he made a sigh of relief. He hoped that Rose wasn't pregnant in reality. He just didn't tell Rose because he didn't want her to lock herself in the bathroom and sob all through the night. That also made him think: would Rose be devastated if she wasn't pregnant? What about she does get pregnant, but then she miscarries or has a stillborn? Rose will probably never recover from that. But the real question is: Is she even pregnant?