Jack started to draw almost immediately. Rose bought him all the materials he needed to work. He insisted in getting another job, one in which he could win more money, but Rose told him he was an artist and that was his job. She in the other hand got a job as a waitress in a nice and simple restaurant. It was just one week after the sinking and everything was getting better every day. It was her eating break and Rose walked to central park to find Jack. "You're always so serious when you draw" she said sitting next to Jack in a bench where he had his drawings for people to see and buy. Jack laughed "It's called concentration…" but he didn't finish the sentence because he saw a guy selling a newspaper that read "Titanic's list of survivors" "Go buy it, I'll stay here taking care of the drawings" said Rose, she knew Jack was worried for his Italian friend. Jack smiled and left. She hoped he was safe because Fabrizzio was Jack's best friend. She was deep in her thought when she heard a manly voice. "These drawings are very good, impressive" said the tall and elegant man. "Thank you, are you interested in one in particular?" asked Rose smiling. "This one" he said taking one of the drawings "She looks like you, very beautiful model," he said flirting. Rose blushed; she knew Jack liked to draw her. "It costs 10 cents" said Rose trying to ignore his last comment. "You want 10 cents for the drawing of such a beautiful woman? No, I can't accept that. Here are 10 dollars" said the man giving Rose the bill. She was getting mad, she didn't get impressed by money, and that man reminded her of Cal by doing that. "By the way, my name is William Gaarder" said shaking Rose hand. "I'm Rose…" she started saying, but Jack that saw the man flirting with Rose returned and stood behind her. "Rose Dawson, and I'm Jack Dawson. Nice to meet you"
The man looked a little disappointed but smiled anyway. He said goodbye politely and left. Rose kissed Jack smiling, she knew he got jealous. "You're jealous" said Rose smiling. Jack laughed. "Jealous? Me? No Rose, I'm much better looking than him" he said joking; they both were laughing when they saw the newspaper Jack had in his arms and got serious. Silently they started looking for the names they were interested in. Rose saw her mother survived, so did Molly, and Cal. Jack felt his heart pounding strongly, he couldn't breath… Until he saw Fabrizzio's name and smiled. "He's alive"
"You're alive" he heard someone telling him. He at first couldn't recognize the voice, so he turned around and saw him. "Not even the Titanic sunk me, Gaarder" he answered. "That I can see Hockley" said William sitting in front of him and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. Cal was once one of his best friends a long time ago; they lost communication when William left to study in France. "I didn't know you liked art" said Cal taking the drawing Will was carrying. "I don't" answered Will laughing. Cal did too, and stopped when he saw the drawing. It was Rose. "Where did you find it?" he asked in a very bad mood.
"In Central Park, why?" asked William not understanding the sudden interest in the drawing. "Did… Did you see this woman?" asked Cal pointing at the woman in the drawing. "Sure, she sold it to me, I even know her name"
"Rose?" said Hockley. "Yes, Rose Dawson"
Cal looked at William with hate. "No, her name is Rose Dewitt Bukater, she's my fiancée"
"That's impossible; she's married to this man called Jack Dawson"
"That bastard!"
Caldeon Hockley was mad, really angry. Rose was living with Jack. It wasn't an affair. He breathed deeply; the adrenaline was taking over his body. William told him she had a waitress uniform and that she probably worked near Central Park. He was walking in the busy streets of New York when he saw Jack Dawson. Cal decided to follow him. Few minutes later Jack entered a simple small building. It looked like an apartment building thought Cal. Pathetic. Did Rose really preferred to live in such conditions than to live with him? He was so focus in his thoughts he almost didn't notice Jack coming out of the building, a smile in his face. He looked very happy… Cal decided it was time to act.
Jack was truly happy that day. He discovered his good friend was alive, and in a hospital not far away. He smiled; people walking by him looked at him strangely. He entered the restaurant where Rose worked. "Jack, I'll be ready in a minute I just need to look for my jacket" said Rose. Jack nodded, and said hi to the other waitress that worked with Rose. "Ok, I'll see you tomorrow Susan bye" said Rose holding Jack hand and walking out of the restaurant. "I have a surprise for you" said Jack. "A surprise? Really?" asked Rose thrilled. Jack started walking faster holding Rose hand, she just followed him the best she could. Moments later they were in front of an ice skating park. "You know how to skate?" asked Jack holding Rose from behind. He rested his head in her shoulder. "No Jack, I've never skated before" said Rose laughing.
"Auuch, that hurt" said Rose half an hour later seating on the ice, it was like the fiftieth time she felled. Jack kneeled in front of her laughing so hard his stomach hurt. "You really don't know how to skate" he said. "You think? You are a clever boy Mr. Dawson" answered Rose laughing. "I have a question for you"
Rose looked at him, he suddenly was serious. She waited for him to talk.
"Would you marry me?"