Jack and Rose made their way down to the third class cafeteria for dinner. That night's special was peanut butter and jelly. Rose looked at the sandwich with curiosity. "What is this?" She asked squishing some of the jelly into the sandwich. Jack looked at her surprised. "You're kidding, right".

"No, I'm actually not, what the hell is this, Jack"

"You mean you've never had peanut butter and jelly?"

"Peanut butter and what?"

"God, you've been missing out for seven-teen years, Ms. Dawson," Jack was astonished.

"It looks like a sandwich," Rose said "Do I eat it like a sandwich.

The table next to them looked over heard the conversation and started to stare. "Hey lady!" called a man from the table. "Eat the sandwich already, stupid". Jack's face cringed and he stood up and turned to the man. "What did you just call my wife?"

"She's your wife? Wow, find someone who actually has a brain!" Jack steped closer to the man. "I would beat you up right here and now, but it would upset my wife so you better, shut up before I change my mind". Then Jack walked back to his table and sat down. "Yeah," he said to Rose still a little upset. "It's technically a sandwich." Rose bit into it and started to smile. "I love it she said when she was done chewing. She took an even bigger bite. In a minute flat she finished the sandwich.

Jack and Rose started walking hand and hand back to the room. Suddenly something hit Rose in the face. Rose didn't see what it was at first but when Jack whipped it off her face she discovered it was another peanut butter and jelly. She looked up to see the man from the table next to them who Jack had stood up to. "Okay! That's it," yelled Jack. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

The man smiled stupidly and replied "Roderick Semans," then hiccupped.

"Roderick," came a voice. Hank Tredwell came running down the deck. "Stop harassing this fine couple and go to bed! You've had far too much to drink tonight," Roderick hiccupped and walked away. "My gosh," exclaimed Hank looking at Rose's face. "You're a mess! Here, take this my dear," he handed her a cloth. "Thank you very much," Rose said politly and before she could start the condiments off her face, Jack took the cloth and started doing it for her. "We owe you," said Jack and he similed. "You'll have to forgive Roderick," He is our new roommate. "Room mate?" Rose asked. Hank rolled his eyes. " Unfortunatly, room 380 turned out to be a double full bed room. Not all third class members are lucky enough to be assigned to a single full bed room."

"Bummer," said Jack. "I know," Hank said and rolled his eyes again. Rose yawned. Jack held her closer to his chest. "Alright Hank, I guess it's been a long day for all of us. We're going to bed and thank you again," Jack smiled. "Anytime, Jack" Hank waved to them as they walked away.

"Thank you, Jack for standing up for me," Rose said as she laid her head against his soft strong chest. Jack kissed her head. "Rose, I'll always be there for you no matter what," he said as he opened the door to room 308. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt my Rose, physically or verbally," He pick Rose up and placed her on the bed. Rose was too tired to change into her night gown. Jack lay down beside her and pulled her closer to him. Before she drifted away she heard Jack whisper in her ear: "I love you, my beautiful Rose".

"Rose!" He came running to her and kissed her. "You're so stupid," kissed her again. "Why did you do that, huh?" Before she could answer he started kissing her again. "You're so stupid, Rose," he said again and kissed her. "Why did you do that, why?" he yelled. "You jump, I jump, right?" she sobbed. Jack kissed her cheek and hugged her. "I couldn't go, Jack. I couldn't go," she gasped between sobs. "It's all right," he said "We'll think of something," he soothed her. She hugged him tighter and closed her eyes. "At least, I'm with you," she sobbed harder than ever. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard and Jack let out a cry of pain and let go of her. She opened her eyes and he was dead on the steps of the grand staircase. "JACK!" she yelled. She looked up to see who the shooter was; there was Cal with an evil smile on his face. "Rose?" Jack's voice asked. Rose looked down at the still dead body. "Rose, sweetheart!" there was his voice again. Where was it coming from?

Jack woke up to a worried cry of: "JACK!"

"Rose?" He inquired sleepily. He looked over at his beautiful lover. She was thrashing around on her side of the bed. "Rose, sweetheart!" He exclaimed. "Wake up, Rose," he shook her. Her eyes flew open. "Jack!" She flung herself onto him. "It's okay, Rose, I'm here. I'm here. There's nothing to worry about. I'm right here. I'm right here." All this time he was trying to comfort her she was murmuring "He shot you, Jack. Cal shot you."

"I'm never going to let him touch you again." He tried to get up to get her a glass of water to calm her down. "Don't let go!" she exclaimed. Jack sighed and lay down again and pulled her down with him. After a few minutes her crying subsided. "Are you okay now, Rose," He asked. "Yes, thank you" she said with just a little sob. "Go back to sleep, Rose, we'll talk about this in the morning," he murmured as he rubbed her back. Everything was silent for a while and before Rose succumbed to sleep she said "Jack?" Jack picked his head up and looked at her. "I love you, darling." Then she fell asleep. Jack just played in bed. How could he get so much luck in just four days? He got the women he loved and she just called him "darling". How could life be any more perfect? Soon, with happy thoughts filling his head he fell asleep.

Rose woke up first. She was lying across her favorite pillow. She raised her head to look up at Jack. She touched his face and smiled. He shook his head, yawned, and opened his eyes. He smiled at her. "Good morning, beautiful" he said and kissed her head. "Good morning, handsome," she said in return and leaned up to kiss his cheek. "You hungry?" He asked. "Yes," she said. "Let's go see what they have for breakfast."

"So, why was that dream so important that you had to wake me up?" Jack asked as they walked to the cafeteria.

"Remember when I jump off the boat and we met at the grand stair case," Rose asked.

"Yeah, that's where Cal—Ohh," Jack finally realized. "Listen Rose, I am not going to let anything come between us. You jump, I jump, remember?"

Rose threw her arms around him. "Oh, how I love you, Jack," exclaimed.

Later on that day they were informed that they would be arriving in New York that evening. Jack was beginning to get worried. He hadn't made a plan for the life Rose and he were going to have. Now, Jack never really planed anything of course, but this was Rose. He wasn't going to make her sleep under a bridge. That meant he would have to settle down which meant not as much traveling. The problem was that was the thing he loved about third class Rose noticed he was worried and asked him what was wrong.

"Jack, I've been living like royalty for the past seven teen years and I'm actually tired of it, believe it or not." She said when he told her everything. She warped her arms around his neck. "Let's just live through what life throws at us," she said and kissed him.

That evening they packed up their stuff and left the Carpathia. Jack knew a perfect and romantic place to spend the night. He led Rose through ally ways and gutters until finally they reached a white iron bridge with swans and flowers decorated on it. It went over a quiet flowing river, where fish of many colors swam. "Oh, Jack!" Rose exclaimed. "It's beautiful."

"I knew you'd like it," Jack said and they shared a passionate kiss.

After the sun went down, the two lovers lay down on the grass and watched the stars.

"I've always thought the stars were the most beautiful things in the world," Jack said. Rose cleared her throat. "Well, you're not a thing, you're a person, well to me you're not a person," he said. Rose gasped and frowned at him. "You're an angle and not just any angle, your my angle ". Rose's frown turned into a smile. "Jack, look a shooting star!" Rose exclaimed.

"I wish for us to be together forever. What do you wish for?" Jack asked

"Well, you took my first choice. Now I'll go with my second choice". She said.

"And what's that?" Jack asked her

"A child," Rose said casually.

Jack's eyes widened.