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Something about the idea of jumping off the stern of a ship really appealed to Rose Dawson. With tear-filled eyes she found herself running along the third class deck towards the stern of the ship. She ran past families smiling happily and she ran past lonely people taking late night walks and she ran past a blonde-haired blue-eyed boy lying on a bench. She kept running and running and running.
"You okay, Miss?" a voice sounded from the shadows. Rose froze before she could climb over the railing of the ship. She knew that voice. She'd know that voice anywhere. She had to be dreaming. She couldn't really be hearing hisvoice. He was dead. She sawhim sink to the bottom of the ocean.
"Miss?" the voice sounded. Rose slowly turned around and faced the person behind her. She let out a small gasp and her hand flew to her mouth. Tears streamed down her face slowly and her body began to shake from the shock.
"Rose DeWitt Bukater, you seem to have an attraction to the stern of ships and quite frankly, Miss, I can't let you jump down there. It's cold. I'd know, Rose, I've been in that water before. You have too, Rose. Do you want to go down there again?"
"Dawson," Rose replied firmly.
"Sorry?"
"It's Dawson now. Rose Dawson. That's my name,"
"Rose Dawson. I like the sound of that. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
"Where have you been? I thought you were dead, Jack!" Rose shouted across the distance between her and Jack. Jack stepped forward and Rose stepped back, like she was frightened of what she was seeing.
"Don't be frightened, Rose. I won't hurt you. You know that, Rose," Jack tried in vain to make Rose less frightened of him but she didn't seem any less frightened. If anything, she was frightened because she longed for him for two years and here he was in front of her trying to save her the same way he'd saved her the very first time they'd met on the Titanic.
"Rose? Rose!" voices were yelling from afar. They were looking for her. Jack could hear them too. He looked at her with worried eyes. He didn't know that Rose had left her mother and Cal after his apparent death and he was frightened that they'd recognize him and try to keep him from seeing his Rose.
"Rose? Are you okay? Who's this Rose?" Edward Brown asked. Molly Brown followed closely behind and stifled a gasp at the sight of one Jack Dawson. Jack shook his head so as not to alert anyone of whom he actually was.
"This is...well, actually, I didn't catch your name, sir," Rose replied. Jack thought frantically for a moment before deciding to give his real name.
"Jack. Jack Dawson, sir,"
"Dawson? Isn't that curious, Rose? He shares your last name," Edward observed. Jack mentally slapped himself. Of course they'd figure that out. She wouldn't have told them that her name was Rose DeWitt Bukater. Rose shot Jack a brief look before returning her eyes to her fiancé.
"Yes, that is curious darling. That's rather strange wouldn't you say, Mr. Dawson?"
"Yes, very," Jack replied nonchalantly.
"Well, Mr. Dawson, how would you like to join us for dinner tomorrow night? It would be a mighty pleasure if you'd join us," Molly insisted.
"Molly, what are you doing?"
"Oh relax Edward. It's just dinner. What do you say, Mr Dawson?"
"It would be my pleasure, Mrs...?"
"Brown. Molly Brown,"
"Well, it would be a pleasure, Mrs Brown," Jack smiled as he realised things were going the same way that they had two years ago. He didn't know if Rose was still in love with him or not but he would make her fall for him all over again if she wasn't. He would make it his mission and it seemed as if Molly Brown was already trying to help him out with this one.
"Well Rose, Molly, let's be heading back inside now. It was nice to meet you Mr. Dawson and it shall be a pleasure dining with you tomorrow night,"
Rose and Molly followed Edward away to the first class rooms and Jack smiled as they went. He thought that is was a strange coincidence that he and Rose should meet on a ship twice. But would they fall in love twice?
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