A/N: Oh my goodness I'm so sorry it's been way too long since I've updated. Hopefully this chapter will make up for it :-). Anyways, I've been trying to think of some new ideas for the chapters to come and I've come up with a few but I won't spill them just yet. I want to throw some twists and turns in there to make this story even better for you guys! Well, here it is. Don't forget to review!

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April 19, 1912

It had been only four days since the sinking and Rose had often found herself taking evening walks in the park since she'd arrived at the hotel. Her train would leave tomorrow for Wisconsin and she'd been trying to sort through her thoughts and maybe even clear her head somehow. She was positive this is what she wanted to do, to maybe get a piece of Jack's history. Would she settle down there or would she go to the horizon first. She'd yet to find the answer. She had managed to keep away from Cal, although she was sure he was doing everything possible to find her.

I'll be damned if I'm going to be trapped with him again. What was I thinking for not standing up to him sooner anyways? Oh I know, mother wouldn't hear of it, especially since she told me ladies don't express their feelings about marriage since they don't really have a choice in the matter anyways.

She rolled her eyes and sighed at the thought of her mother trying her best to make her be happy with Cal.

Why can't she understand you can't force someone to love another person? I'll bet her and my father didn't even marry for love. That's why she's so careless about the emotion aspect.

She had been walking for what seemed like forever and she was brought out of her thoughts when she accidentally bumped into a stranger.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir! Please forgive me."

The gentleman smiled, and Rose was taken aback by his calm response.

"It's alright miss, don't worry. My name is Ben Calvert." He extended his hand taking Rose's hand in his and kissing it lightly. She was immediately reminded of when Jack kissed her hand at the Grand Staircase and she drew it back almost too fast, making Mr. Calvert looked confused.

"R-Rose Dawson."

"Did I offend you madam? I apologize if I did."

Rose wasn't sure how to respond, so she just simply nodded a no. Mr. Calvert was almost as tall as Cal with brown hair and light brown eyes. He was in his early thirties and he came through the park often as a shortcut to his office. He was mesmerized by Rose's beauty and was instantly drawn to her. He gave her a charming smile in response to her nod but he could see that Rose had something else on her mind.

"Are you alright Mrs. Dawson?"

"Y-yes I'll be alright. I'm sorry but I must be going now. It was nice to meet you Mr. Calvert."

She had begun to walk away when Ben spoke to her again.

"Well, would you like a ride miss? It'd be my honor."

Something inside Rose was telling her to say no but at the same time to say yes. She had been thinking it was way too soon for her to even think about courting someone again. She hadn't even gotten to Wisconsin yet. Her promise to Jack hadn't yet been fulfilled. She just wanted to be alone for a while.

"Miss?" Ben repeated again, noticing she was very deep in thought.

"Oh, I appreciate the offer Mr. Calvert, but I don't have that long of a walk. I'm only going right around the corner." She lied to him because she knew that if she told him she was a survivor and staying at a hotel he would most likely offer to help her out being the gentleman he was. She gave a small smile and walked away, leaving Ben with his thoughts.


By now, White Star Line had surely gotten Jack's letter and he'd even seen a small article about it in the local paper. He was somewhat amused at how much they had turned his words around.

"I swear, they'll say just about anything to make them look like they're not the bad guy," Jack said to himself, shaking his head and chuckled as he held the newspaper in his hand. By now, his search for Rose had still ended up with no luck and he was beginning to run out of ideas. He had caught sight of Cal a couple days ago but he had managed to stay out of sight. He had thought about going back to Chippewa Falls but he knew he had to dig even deeper in his search for Rose.

I bet she's with Cal again and he's trying to hide her. Maybe he found her and she's trapped again. Maybe I should just go ask him myself. But who's to say that he wouldn't just lie to me and say she's dead? And to top it all off, I'd have to deal with her mother at the same time.

Jack had been deep in thought whilst walking back to his hotel from a local shelter where he had continued to search for Rose. He was almost back until he ran into the last person he'd wanted to deal with at the moment. He felt a tight grip on his arm and he was spun around to be face to face with Cal himself.

"You! How the hell did you manage to stay alive? I figured you'd be at the bottom of the Atlantic where you belong." Cal smirked and Jack was immediately filled with disgust.

Glaring back at Cal, Jack responded, "No Hockley, you'd be surprised how us gutter rats use our common sense and life experience to stay alive. You wouldn't have much of either of those now would you?"

"Watch your words Dawson. Have you forgotten who you're dealing with? You're just some piece of garbage that happened to find its way on Titanic by some stroke of luck, if that's what you'd call it. But you didn't come out the winner after all in the end now did you?"

Jack studied Cal's face and he seemed to find some sort of victorious emotion; for what he didn't know.

"Where is she? I know she's with you." Jacks blood was beginning to boil.

"She is not. Even if she was you actually think I'd tell you? I would've already been long gone and away from you. Far as I know she's dead." He lied. Jack didn't believe him for a second.

"That's alright, when I find her she's going with me and you'll never find us. If you try, I promise Hockley, it'll be the last thing you do. Got it?"

Jack was glaring at him and had his hands folded into fists. Cal huffed while glaring back at Jack, and walked back to his hotel. He'd have to step up his game if he was going to keep Rose away from him and get her back to Philadelphia.

Jack walked back to his hotel room, trying to calm down and clear his mind. He wished things were different and he knew time was running out. Little did he know, his Rose was closer than he thought possible.


A/N: Okay, not sure what happened in this one. Mostly just a bunch of little events, I wasn't really too sure what to put in. Any ideas on how Jack and Rose should meet? I want the meeting to be a rough one, which it seems that things keep them from meeting. Any ideas would be great! I'm really trying to make this story different and interesting but it's gettin kinda hard to do! Please read and review, and sorry again for the long delay!