I'm so glad your all enjoying the story and I have to agree that I also cried my eyes out on the last episode! It was so sad! :'( - well anyway, this is why I'm doing this fanfic! so lets get back to the story...

i dont own titanic

17th April 1912 - 10.47am - Aboard Carpathia

The lightening snapped at the sky as gallons of rain spilled out onto Carpathia open decks. Women screamed and children whimpered. Paolo and Annie sat together on the front row of several chairs which contained fellow Titanic survivors whom had been to late to get issued a cabin. The crew of Carpathia sat on a low stage looking glum and sympathetic to those below them.

Paolo had heard news from a fellow Titanic crew member that his brother, along with around 7 other man had found refuge on an upturned boat, however, the lifeboat which did return did not go far enough to find them, sadly the men perished. Now he sat with Annie cuddling into his chest in a warm but hostile environment. He should have been the one to die, not Mario. Not all those other innocent men. ''Cazzo!'' he said, a little to loud. Annie jumped and looked sympathetically into his eyes. ''I'm so sorry Paolo'' She said for the 10th time that day. He just smiled and nodded, what else could be done?

They were to arrive in New York in just under a day, but with the horrendous weather and various areas of pack ice it was looking unlikely. ''Do we intend to stay in New York?'' Annie asked taking his hand into her own.

Paolo was startled at the sudden gesture and smiled. ''Tis' up to you..'' Annie gripped his hand tighter, ''Do you have any relatives, you know, that would want to know.'' She looked into his saddened eyes. ''No. My Mama and Papa died long ago, it was just me and Mario, so, I suppose know it's just me'' Paolo shrugged, attempting to cover up his grief. Another bout of lightening vibrated around the ship, Women spluttered and wretched as the Carpathia gave a sharp jolt.

''What about your dreams?'' Her eyes filled with tears as she remembered their spontanious conversation, days before the grand liner had sunk. He wiped away her fallen tears and smiled, ''My Darling' they are our dreams now, you can decide were we plan our lives, it is up to you.'' He kissed her forehead and Annie rested her head upon his shoulder as once again the lightening split the sky and rain poured destructively outside.

''I still have family in London'' She sighed as if it was only a last resort and in reluctance. Paolo however seemed pleased with the suggestion, ''I have never been to London. That would be nice.'' He grinned and took Annie's hands in his own. ''I owe my brother alot'' he said staring straight ahead, but not seeing anything. ''Why?'' Annie asked soothingly, calmly. Paolo then took Annie's face into his palms are smiled. ''Because he brought me to you.''

1.17pm

The weather had cleared and the sun beat down upon the heaving decks of Carpathia. ''What will your parents tink' of me?'' Paolo laughed chewing on their last remains of lunch. Annie gave a small smile, ''I am sure then will like you.'' She said it bluntly Paolo smiled despite the obvious lack of enthusiasm in her voice. They stood on the sun deck looking out at the sea, the sea which days ago almost took their lives.

''Vat' took me so long to find you eh..'' He grabbed Annie, still wearing her maid uniform and held her close, she turned to face him, ''We don't have to see my family you know, we can just move to england, without ever seeing them.'' She looked cautious and could not meet his eye. Paolo furrowed his brows in confusion, ''Is zer' a problem?'' Annie smiled unconvincingly and kissed his passionately, Paolo gripped her shoulders and pulled away. ''Annie?'' She shuffled free of his hands and continued to stare out to sea. ''It's nothing, I just don't feel it necessary, we could just buy a little home and get on with our lives.'' She stared straight ahead. ''I know zat.'' Was all he replied not wanting to exhaust the subject.

''Annie?'' Paolo said as they seeked refuge from another on coming storm inside an extravogant dining room. ''Yes'' She replied. He cleared his throught slightly, ''You said to me, days before ze titanic sank, zat we could not be together as we knew nothing about each other, correct?'' She nodded, ''Vell, therefore, I want to explain myself to you, if you will let me?'' She grinned at him ''Of course.''

They sat in a far table away from the bussling chatter and screaming babies. ''I was born in Venice to Anna and Alfredo Sandrini.'' Annie nodded, ''I moved to Napoli when I was 6 and lived there until two year ago, when me and my brother went in search for a better life in England.'' He shrugged, ''We never got good jobs, only low pay manual labour''

''On ze day Titanic was set to leave my brother came to me and said that we would be travelling to America together.'' Annie smiled at him, urging him on, ''He had got a waiter drunk ze night before, so I could fill in his place. We went to the ... ah ... a Mister Lightollar, who allowed me to board Titanic and the rest, as you say, is history.'' Annie nudged closer to him in her seat. ''Thankyou.'' She breathed reaching for his hand, ''For telling me that ... you didn't have to'' Paolo smiled brightly. ''Yes, now you know a little more about me, Though I'm sure my bad habits will become apparent soon enough.'' he laughed gently stroking her forefingers with his thumb.

8.33pm

The Carpathia captain was yelling out cabin numbers for each survivor to occupy. ''Mrs Margaret Brown!'' He bellowed over the constant chatter and crying. Slowly the number of people huddled into the small lounge depleated and as the last name was called only 3 groups remained. Annie was not suprised to see that Lady Manton and Miss Georgiana Grex had obviously booked themselves a - no doubt - high class cabin. Though, the thought, they deserved it. The remaining few were led to a cramped looking gym in which mats had been distributed across the floor. ''This is all we have to offer.'' Spoke the officer before returning back to his duties.

Paolo and Annie took up one mat between them, they had no intention of undressing and simply curled up next to eachother. Though it was still early, both were seemingly exhausted due to the recent events. Just as Paolo was beginning to fall asleep he felt a cool arm wrap around his torso, he turned around to face Annie whom looked firghtfully scared. ''Is everything okay?'' He whispered as not to wake the other passengers. Annie drew herself closer to Paolo laying her head upon his chest, ''It's just all so ... frightening.'' Annie whispered in the darkness. Paolo kissed her passionately. ''So che bella''* he replied, ''But we are safe now.''

Minutes later Paolo felt Annie stir, he turned to face her and smiled, she looked so beautiful whilst sleeping, Paolo only wished that she could have been spared the horrendous disaster that was Titanic but he knew that without her being on that ship, he would not have survived.

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