Disclaimer - I do not own Twilight or its characters, SM. I also didn't write and/or I also don't own Titanic or any of its characters, that's respectively James Cameron and some guys somewhere (RMS Titanic INC.).

Titanic Voyage:

Bon Voyage

~Alice~

Later on, I was walking on the top deck, getting to know the ship I was going to call home, when I spotted a wiry gentleman trying to board the ship.

For a moment the dreaded feeling that has been following me ever since I boarded the ocean liner left me as I gazed at the strange man.

He carried two bags and a small suitcase that was worn at the edges. He obviously was going to the third class, but he was still interesting to look upon. He had a secretive smile that was hid partly by the hat on his head.

Suddenly he slung the bags onto his shoulder and gave the man his ticket.

I smiled, glad that the last passenger was finally aboard. This means that we will finally be setting sail.

I followed the man with my eyes. He looked about as if he knew someone was looking down at him.

The slim gentleman met my eyes and smiled before tipping his hat at me. I blushed looking away.

A hand touched my shoulder, alerting me of another's presence. I jumped and looked over my shoulder.

"What are you watching dear?" Jasper said. He smelt of liquor and cigar smoke. The party onboard had already begun and Jasper must have been a part of the festivities... as usual it seems.

"Nothing, just the sights." I turned back to look down below the deck.

The young gentleman frowned and followed Jasper's hand to my shoulder. I could feel his eyes on me but I didn't meet them. I was ashamed at myself. I didn't mean to lead this man on in the wrong direction.

The crew men below deck herded the man onboard the ship with briskness only they possessed. I sighed.

"Who was that?"

"A man arriving late. The ship should be leaving soon." I stepped out of Jasper's hold on me and walked away.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Jasper glowering at the man's receding form.

"Good thing they keep 'em below deck. Heav'n forbid we ever hafta encounter them on the upper decks." Jasper said the last part with a tone of contempt.

I took in a sharp breath of air. I had never heard Jasper speak so lowly of anyone.

"Jasper! How dare you. They are people."

"Yes, people of a lower class. We shouldn't be caught associatin' with the likes. How do you think the others would view us?" He walked away and brushed his long coat back.

"We should help others. Not push them away."

"Mary!... Alice." He turned sharply on his heel. I shrunk back in fear. "We aren't a charity! We are at the top. The power class. You need to stop actin' like the help. If you want to be a part of my family, you have to be able to uphold all rules I spell out for you."

He grabbed my chin. "All… rules. And this is one of them. Needing help? Is for the weak. Remember that." Jasper let go, leaving a stinging ache on my jaw.

A crew member passed by. Jasper stepped away from me and put on a charming smile.

"We have your bags set in your room, Mr. Hale. When you are ready, you can show us where to put..."

"Leave us. I'll be there shortly." Jasper dismissed the man with a wave of his hand.

I tried to walk away quickly from Jasper.

"Hold on. Mary Alice." He grabbed my shoulder again.

"I'm sorry. So very sorry. Will you forgive me? I'm just trying to show you that we can't give away help, when we must make sure that our own family line goes on."

"I understand. I truly do." I whispered shakily. I just wanted to get away, real fast, from this man.

"Well I'm glad that you're so understandin'. I shouldn't even call it help anymore should I?" I shook my head.

"Assistance. Yes that would probably sound better." He lifted my left hand into his and examined the ring on my finger.

"I am sorry. You know this right, Mary Alice?" He kissed my knuckles and then the ring.

"The wedding will be so perfect. After this cruise, I'll get you anything that you want. Anything."

"Well right now I want to be by myself." I tore myself out of his hands.

The ship gave a shuddering lurch and a rumbling was felt through the soles of my feet.

I could feel Jasper's eyes following me. I hid myself in the crowd that had gathered around the rail to give their families their farewells. I glanced over and saw the land slowly faded into blue.

I felt trapped. I didn't want this anymore. Not this marriage, or the man involved. Forget what my mother wants.

What did I want? I paced along the deck, running into random workers and travelers alike. I walked around aimlessly until the crowd dimmed down and hardly anyone was left above deck.

Finally I arrived at the back of the ship. I was so tired of dealing with these people. The rich socialites who believed they were so much better than anyone else. I wanted to move. I looked upward. The sky…

That is what I wanted; freedom. I closed my eyes and felt the air blow gently around my face.

I frowned and opened my eyes slowly. I wasn't as fragile as people assumed me to be. If the wind couldn't get this right, then how could anyone else?

I took off my heeled boots and paired them neatly on a short platform.

I glanced up at the sky again and placed each foot onto the rail. I balanced slowly and then crossed one leg over the rail, before I moved the other. I turned slowly and gazed at the blue of the ocean.

I leaned forward and closed my eyes again. This time the wind was stronger and blew my hair all across my face. I felt so exhilarated and most of all… free.

I could breathe again and it seemed like everything was alright. I felt my palms get slick around the cool metal pole. I knew that if I didn't tighten my grip, I would fall.

But would it be so bad to fall? It would be quick hopefully. I never learned how to swim, so maybe that would speed things along.

Look at me, contemplating death. I grinned to myself and took another deep breath slowly unwinding my hands.

Suddenly I felt a presence behind me.

"Um excuse me Miss, but… Please don't jump."

Ooo who can that be? could it be?