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Eva saw the mass of people waving frantically, trying to get the last glimpse of the families they were leaving behind. She knew her family wouldn't be out there, waving to her. So she would not bother scanning the horizon, or risk her safety of dying before the ship even left port.

But the ship finally started to move. Slowly, and then picking up more speed. The wind tugged at her hair, sweeping it back towards England. As the mass of people edged away from the railings at last, she walked up to them.

Out in the distance, where Eva could barely see, was a little blur on the horizon. That was England. And the rest, the rest was the Atlantic Ocean. A smile played at the ends of her lips.

She stayed there for a while; she wasn't counting the minutes, and then took a step back. However she didn't realize there was a slight incline to get to the railings, and she stumbled backward.

But before she put out her hands to try and secure her footing, she felt hands brace her shoulders gently, and she took a breath, releasing the one caught in her throat.

"Thank y-you…" she stammered at the end. She wouldn't have stammered, but when she had faced the person, it was none other than Caledon Hockley. Glancing around quickly she noticed the girl had left him. But why did she care? She… she didn't care.

"You're quite welcome. It's my pleasure to help a lady." Cal said softly, smiling at her.

She nodded quickly, feeling a little hot. Surely her cheeks were aflame by now.

"I was just going to take a little walk around the ship, if you'd like to accompany me?" he asked, and Eva paused. Why was he asking her to walk around the ship? Didn't he just leave a girl…? But before she thought about it too long he continued.

"Only if you want. If you have other business, do not let me interrupt." He said, still smiling.

"Oh no, no!" Eva said, and then blushed some more at her silly tone of voice. Cal laughed a little. "I mean, I'd be more than happy to join you." Eva continued, and caught herself just before she started to hold out her hand. What was she thinking?

Cal nodded. And did Eva see his eyes glance toward her hand? Was it that obvious of a movement? She felt hot again, and tried to not dwell on it. But before her thoughts ran away Cal spoke."Then let's be off." And he started walking away, at a slow steady gait.

They continued in silence for a few moments before he started talking again. "How do you like the ship so far?" he questioned.

"Oh, the ship!" she said, and scolded herself. What else was he supposed to say? The dancing elephant on board? "Well I think it's absolutely gorgeous! I'd love to meet whoever came up with such a masterpiece!" she said, her words rushing together. She made a mental note to slow down, she was still slightly nervous.

Cal nodded slowly, obviously not as affected by walking beside himself as she was. "If you'd like, I could arrange that. Meeting the designer. Ah! Mr. Andrews! A very talented man indeed."

Eva stared for a minute, before shaking her head, much to Cal's surprise. "Oh, you don't need to do something like that! It's fine, really. Besides, I take it you're very busy and all with all your family on board and your wife and all. It's fine, it really is." She said.

Cal paused for a moment, before speaking. "I don't have my family on board, or my wife in fact." Eva couldn't place his tone. Somewhere between longing and emptiness she thought. But she knew she had made a mistake.

"Oh… Mr. Hockley… I'm sorry… I didn't mean to offend you sir…" she started.

Cal shook his head, looked up, and to Eva's surprise, smiled. "No, everything is alright. I'm taking it you saw the people accompanying me. They are to no relation of me. And please, call me Cal." He said.

Eva paused for a couple minutes, not sure of what to say after that, but Cal picked up the conversation after it was clear she wasn't going to.

"Anyway, how did you end up on the Titanic?" Cal asked. He of course, was off to start a new life with Rose. Well, hopefully Rose he thought. He thought of Eva, and wondered if she was married or not. He glanced at her hand and saw no ring, much like his own hand.

"Oh, well…" she started, thinking of something. Did he just glance again? Or was she paying too much attention to his eyes? She tried to focus more on the question at hand. She didn't want to tell him the truth. Oh! I just ran off here, my mom should be finding out right about now.

"I, um, have been saving for this trip for quite a while. I really wanted to travel to America, so, I decided I should live out my dreams." She said, not lying, but not telling Cal her whole life story, which wasn't really that interesting either.

"Ah." Cal nodded, before Eva continued.

"What are you doing on the ship, if I may ask?" she questioned, actually wondering.

Cal pondered for a brief second, before responding again. "Ah, well I too am heading off for America." He said, in a clipped tone. Eva knew there was more, but didn't know if she should ask.

Deciding against her better judgment, she did. "Was that girl, traveling with you?" she said, hesitating a little. Should she really be getting this involved in his personal life? "I mean, you don't have to answer if you don't want to..." she added hastily.

Cal stuck his hand on the railings, as if deep in thought. He didn't really know what to say to this. Yes, Rose was traveling with him. But against her will most likely… he thought with a bitter edge even in his mind.

"No, she isn't. Although her mother wishes it was so." He said, a slight laugh escaping him. It was obvious her mother was only after riches. And Rose was after true love. He gazed at the moving water below him. True love… he wondered what that felt like.

"I-I'm sorry is that was too personal. I-I didn't want to force you to answer." Eva said, but for the first time wasn't met with a response. She looked at him, leaning over the railing, and felt something, though not love. Instead she felt a sort of sorrow for this man. Yet she didn't know why.

She walked up, and placed her hand on his shoulder, her other hand grasped the railing firmly.

Cal looked over suddenly, as though shocked by her touch, but then continued his gaze at the ocean. And then, to Eva's surprise, a smile graced his lips.

"It's fine, if I didn't want to tell you of my life I would tell you that instead." Then he straightened up and moved his hand over to touch Eva's. She looked at it for a second, before bringing her attention back to Cal's eyes, which returned the gaze.

"How about we meet back here in five hours time?" Cal said.

Eva nodded to that, and another smile appeared on Cal's face.

"So, until we meet again that is." He said, taking Eva's hand in his and kissing it softly.

Eva didn't speak until he had turned to walk away. "Goodbye for now, Cal!" she said, and she caught the slight nod of his head as he disappeared from sight.

She leaned against the railing for a minute, before deciding it was best to go and get some rest before meeting again. She made her way down to her cabin, and as she did so something caught her eye. The woman Cal had been with. But… why wasn't she with Cal?

She didn't question the blond haired boy though. Cal said they weren't in a relationship anyway.