Cal awoke early the next morning. He had gone the rest of the night without another nightmare.

'Lucky me' he thought to himself.

Once he looked around the room he noticed that the girl was still sleeping. She must have been in worse condition than he thought. Cal didn't

necessarily know how to treat this situation. He didn't know where to start on treating the sick, he usually let maids worry about that sort of

thing. But now he was regretting that decision because now he couldn't call upon a maid for help. Maids are one of the biggest gossips in society.

It is one of the main reasons that women in first class keep them around. Now since Cal didn't know how to handle this kind of situation,

Questions were flying through his head on how to approach this situation.

What do i do first?

Should i try to wake her up or let her sleep?

What foods can i give her?

Does she need more blankets or less?

Does she need to be warmed up or cooled down?

All these questions weren't helping, since no action was being done. Just empty words flying through his head. Action, that is what this situation

needed. What were the things his maids used to do for him when he got sick as a child? Bed rest! Well that was already taken care of. The girl

has been passed out for hours. Bed rest was not enough when he was sick, what else did the maids do? They usually gave him warm and easy to eat foods, like

soup or hot cocoa to drink. They also made sure he had plenty of blankets when he was sick. He went to the closet and pulled out two quilts. He draped them over

the young girl's sleeping form. She looked very peaceful when she slept. Not at all like the scared and half frozen girl on the lifeboat. He also decided to call room

service and ask them to bring some soup and hot cocoa, just in case the girl awoke any time noticed she didn't look too

terribly ill. That was good at least, maybe it was just a simple cold. Still better safe than sorry, he would give her the finest care that he could provide.

'funny' he thought to himself.

The fearsome Cal Hockley is acting like young boy trying to save a sick backyard woodland animal. He had recalled one moment when he had found an injured

squirrel in his backyard. He begged his parents to let him keep it, but alas his father wouldn't allow it. He had cared for the squirrel for days until it got better in

secret. He remembered the all nighters he had pulled to make sure the squirrel wouldn't die. His hard work wasn't in vain, the squirrel was better within a week or

two. Cal tried to keep the squirrel as a pet, but the squirrel was just too skittish around people, even after all of Cal's hard work. The squirrel had run away

moments within getting better. He didn't blame the squirrel for running away really. It was a wild animal and needed to be free.

The thought of wild animals made his mind drift to Rose. She was definitely wild and free. A young woman that wouldn't be tamed by society. Cal had never

intended to tame her, yet no matter what he did she always accused him of such. Yet just like Cal didn't blame the squirrel, he didn't really blame Rose either. She

was being practically forced to marry him. She probably just thought of him as every other first-class bachelor. A pompous arrogant snob. Now admittedly Cal had

acted like that in the beginning, yet he only had done it to impress her. Other first-class ladies swooned for men that acted vile and selfish.

'It's my fault really' Cal bought to himself. 'I really shouldn't have assumed that she was like everybody else'. She had certainly proven him wrong.

Now that Cal knew Rose better, he nearly laughed at the thought of ever thinking she was like everyone else. The young girl storing in the bed snapped Cal out of

his revere. He quickly ran by her side to make sure she was ok. The young girl slowly opened her eyes groggily. After staring around trying to remember and

comprehend her situation, the girl finally spoke up. " Hello" she piped up

Call chuckled slightly, but replied none the less," Well hello to you too. Are you feeling any better? Can i get you anything?" he asked.

" Yes much better, and something to drink would be nice" She said as she lightly put her hand to her throat. Cal nodded and went to retrieve some hot cocoa. Lucky for him he had thought ahead and had room service bring some hot cocoa.

"Here you go ma'am, some hot cocoa." Call handed her the cup and she took it gratefully.

After taking a few sips the girl put her cup down and asked," Sir, where am i?" It was a reasonable question in all honesty. She probably doesn't remember much of

her adventure leaving the lifeboat.

Cal replied in turn," You are in my room, under my care. I brought you here from your poor living conditions in the lifeboat." The girl took in what he was saying

rather blankly. She probably wasn't all there yet, and was still in a calming state of ignorance. " Sir, why does this room look so nice? You know third-class doesn't

have nice rooms." Cal chuckled at how calmly the girl asked her question. It was as if she wasn't fully attached to the world yet. In all honesty it was kind of

adorable seeing her being so naive and innocent. Cal spoke up," Well it looks like first-class because it is a first class room"

at this the girl giggled and replied," That is crazy talk, i am not even third-class. How could i possibly be in a first class room?"

Cal replied," I told you how. I brought you here from that life boat.

The girl sat up a bit," So you are first-class?"

" Yes" Cal told her calmly.

At this she burst into a fit of giggles," No mean to disrespect you sir, but i can't believe that. You might as well have told me that you are the King of Spain. No first-class citizen in their right mind would take care of a third-class passenger. And i'm not even third-class."

She laid back down after her laughing fit and looked up at him. "Now tell me the truth,why are we in such a nice room?" Cal took a stance of utmost formality, and gave her a serious look when saying," I'm not lying, we really are in a first-class room.I am Caledon Hockley and i have decided to be your caregiver until you are well."

This piece of information seemed to snap the girl out of her drunk-like state of calmness, and she stared at him wide-eyed.

"You aren't lying" she said "No i'm not" Cal replied

With that being said the girl tried her best to get out from under the mass of quilts pinning her to the bed.

Cal immediately went to her side and tried to calm her down. "What are you doing? Quit struggling, you are in no condition to be moving around."

"Yes i know, and i thank you for your hospitality but i must be leaving now."

Cal grabbed the girls shoulders and told her," Listen i know you are scared, and you have practically been raised to stay far away from first-class, but i promise you

my intentions are pure and i only wish to help you."

The girl stopped and looked at him," Sir I am sorry but i must leave, no matter how you put it I am not allowed to be here."

Cal sighed," Look i promise you no harm will come to you under my watch."

At this the girl girl said," How can i trust a word you say, and even if i did trust you i know i can still get in trouble by other first-class passengers that see me with you. They have good reason to want me out of here, according to them all third-class citizens are thieves, carry disease, and start fights. That's all the motive they need to throw me overboard sir." At this she turned her head down a bit, and her eyes started to water slightly. Cal understood why, her situation probably seemed hopeless.

Cal grabbed her a handkerchief," Hey there is no reason to cry." He told her softly," I have a lot of money and influence on this ship, and if i say you won't be thrown overboard then you won't be thrown overboard. no matter what anyone says. Besides if it bothers you that much we can put you in disguise." When he said this part he wiggled his fingers and made a funny face in hopes of calming her down.

It seemed to do the trick because her shoulders visibly relaxed.

"So you promise no harm will come to me?"

"I give you my word." Cal replied

"Yes but how good is your word?" She questioned, and turned her head away from him.

Cal was a little shaken by her question. Rose often doubts him much the same as this young girl is doubting him now. Yet in this girls defense it is understandable

not to trust him fully, given there socio-economic differences. He has yet to find out why Rose doesn't trust him still. He shook the feeling off and said

"My word is very good, you can choose to believe me or not. But if you will be sorely mistaken if you choose to believe that i am a liar."

This seemed to be enough for the girl for she slowly looked back at him an stared at him. It was like she was trying to see any hint of a lie written on his face. Cal

supposed she had found none because she said," Ok i guess i trust you then, but i have never been good at reading people so lets hope i am right."

Cal chuckled," Now that we are on the same page here, might i ask you your name?" He waggled his eyebrows humorously and smiled at her. Humor was

definitely his method of lightening the mood. She seemed to enjoy his humor for she giggled and said," My name is Stephanie."

"Well that is a wonderful name, and it certainly does make you sound like a first-class citizen. At least we don't have to change your name when we put you in disguise." Cal told her with a smile.

She seemed to appreciate his demeanor a lot. She was getting much more comfortable around him. "That sounds like a plan." she said with a yawn

"Well all of this getting on the same page business has wiped me out. Is it ok if i go back to bed sir?"

"You don't have to ask me if you can sleep, you are still your own person even if you are under my care." He replied

She smiled," Thank you sir, for everything." she said before she drifted off to sleep.

Cal smiled at her and whispered," Think nothing of it." At that he got up and decided to give her some privacy, besides even he was getting tired from all of this business with calming her down. A book by the fireplace sounded really nice right about now. 'I guess I will make due with a lamp by the couch instead of a fireplace.' he thought to himself as he turned off the light and walked out the door.

That's chapter two for you. Please please please leave reviews, i would love to hear what you have to say be it good or bad. Just no flames please, those are comments i would rather do without -_-