Whoa, I've been working all day on this! Even in school! I just couldn't stop it! I defeated my writer's block in a dream, it gave me a really good idea, too! Anyways, don't want to bore you guys with a long A/N, so… here we go!

Love,

Lauren:)

Limegreenlillie: Ahaha! And oh I wish! You'll see… she gets even more insecure :D And that's alright, I understand!

As I walked quickly down the street and towards the pier, my stomach churned with nervousness. I couldn't believe that I was going to meet Jack's best friend, besides Fabrizio and Tommy of course. There were so many things that he could tell me about Jack; some of his other dreams so I could live them out, the rest of his back story, anything that would help me feel closer to him. I walked up to Mulligan's and took a deep breath.

You can do this Sutton, I thought to myself. You can do this.

I opened the door and a small bell ringed above my head. I looked around to find no one in the place. It was quite different now than it was last night. My heart beat faster as I continued to walk inside.

"Oh, you're here," the waitress from yesterday said as she strolled out of the kitchen. "He should be down in a minute." I smiled weakly and walked over to a small round table and sat down on one of the old wooden chairs. I took another deep breath and closed my eyes.

Rose, you're no picnic, all right? You're a spoiled little brat, even, but under that, you're the most amazingly, astounding, wonderful girl, woman that I've ever known. Jack's words rang in my ear, giving me support.

Suddenly, the stairs started to creak quietly. I played with my thumbs absentmindedly and looked up. I now saw two feet at the top of the stairs, but nothing else… yet.

The man then continued walking down the stairs slowly, holding onto the railings to steady his shaking body. The waitress came back from around the corner and gasped, almost dropping the tea cup she had in hand.

"Grandpa, I told you to take the elevator!"She yelled as she pointed towards the old fashioned lifts. The old man smiled and waved her away.

"Priscilla, I'm old not dead." He informed her. I chuckled while Priscilla rolled her eyes. The man walked over to the table as I stood up slowly and then he shakily extended his arm.

"Jonathan Banks," he said with a smile. "What can I do for you?" I smiled and shook his arm gently, careful not to literally snap it in half. I mean, the man had to be over one hundred and ten years old!

"Sutton Dawson," I said. The man jumped a bit at my name, but quickly shook away any thoughts now running through his mind. "Pleasure to meet you." He smiled again and slowly sat down on one of the chairs. I smoothed out the back of my yellow dress, fixed my white cardigan and then sat down as well.

"That's an interesting name." he said. I chuckled and looked down at my feet.

"Uh, yeah, I guess. Thank you, though." I said, a little confused about whether or not he though Sutton was interesting… or Dawson.

"Well Miss. Dawson, my granddaughter here said that you wanted to speak to me about something." He said as he now slowly took a sip of the tea that Priscilla poured for us. I took a sip as well. Peppermint. Ah thank god. Peppermint was the only tea I could stand… don't ask me why, but it had been like that since I was little when my mother would bring me to her tea parties and would have to order me a special cup of peppermint.

"Um, yes, yes I did," I said, now stirring my tea lazily with the silver spoon. "I wanted to talk to you about your friend… Jack." He frowned and put down his cup, now staring off into space aimlessly.

"So you're one of those fans of the movie I suppose." He wondered with a sad expression now plastered to his face. I think my heart stopped beating right then and there.

"No, no not at all, sir. After recent events, I personally can't stand it." I said vaguely, trying to hold back tears. It hurt that someone, even though they didn't know what happened to me, would ever think I was just a fan of the movie. After being with Jack, and being on that sinking ship, and being in that deathly cold water, I would never watch that movie the same way again. To me, it wasn't just Titanic… it was all of my most scary memories combined into four hours.

"Oh," he said, now looking back at me with a green pair of eyes, sparkling with life. For an old guy, he was quite alive. "Well then, what can I do for you?" I smiled and pushed the tea cup away from me, and then clasped my hands together and rested my head on them.

"Tell me about him." I said, startling the man. He peered at me and scratched at his head.

"Tell you about who?" he asked, trying to sound confused.

But I didn't buy it.

"You know who." I said with a devilish smile. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, now smiling.

"So, what? You traced him back through that or something?" he asked, smiling with the content that he thought he figured me out.

"Um, no," I said, now quite confused. "Why would you think that?" his eyebrows furrowed and he leaned forward slightly.

"Sutton Dawson. Jack Dawson." He explained as it now sunk in. I smiled and chuckled softly.

"Oh, oh no we're not related!" I cried, laughing more and more. He smiled, still confused and then took another sip of tea.

"Oh, well you know, I just thought-"

"No, its okay, I get it," I interrupted. "But, I, well, it's a long story." I said, now holding back tears. It was strange how easily sensitive I was since the… incident. Almost every time I talked about Jack or what happened that night, or even just thought about it, the tears came as fast as the water came flooding into the dark halls…

"We can't leave him." I said. Jack sighed and ran towards the little boy. I ran after him and held the boy's hand after Jack had picked him up. We continued to run, when we noticed it was the wrong way. Suddenly, a man came up behind us screaming and yelling, and grabbed the boy from Jack's hands. I held Jack back, knowing he was angry then gasped when I saw the man going the wrong way.

"No!" Jack yelled.

"That's the wrong way!" I cried. The man didn't listen, and continued to run, when the water broke from behind the wall like a water fall, and hit the man and his boy smack in the face. Jack and I looked at each other, and then he had to push me to get me to start running. We ran down the corridor to our right, and ran as the water flowed quickly behind us, and the lights flickered on and off as if they were strobe. I realized that this was a dead end, and gasped as the cold water hit my body.

"Ah!" I screamed. It pushed Jack and I against a gate, and Jack moaned as he tried to hang onto the edge of the wall.

"Grab my hand!" he instructed. I did so, and then tried to push myself off the gate as Jack pulled us forward. We go to the stairs and ran up them as quickly as possible. Jack banged on the gate, but it was locked tight.

"Hello!" I screamed nervously. "Please, someone help us!" I yelled. Jack sighed when he looked at the water behind us, and I yelped for joy as a man walked by.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Jack yelled. The man stopped in his tracks on the stairs.

"Please!" I begged. "Please!" the man sighed.

"Aw fuck it to hell!" he cursed as he ran towards us. His hands shook nervously as he tried to fit the key into the hole, but he was unsuccessful. I looked down at the water that was now to my shins, and gasped when the man drop the keys.

"I dropped the keys!" He yelled. "I'm sorry!" and with that, he ran back up the stairs.

"Fuck!" Jack yelled. I sighed, took a deep breath then plunged underwater. My eyes stung when they opened as the saltwater hit them, but I didn't care. I grabbed the keys quickly and swam back to the top.

"Here!" I said as I handed them to Jack. He grabbed them quickly and started to jam it into the hole.

"Ah!" he yelled.

"Hurry, Jack!" I screamed, completely terrified.

"It's stuck!" he explained. The water then began to circle my neck, and I took a deep breath, convinced this was it, when suddenly, the gate opened.

"Go!" Jack yelled, pushing me out. I swam under water until I got to the stairs, and gasped when I didn't see Jack behind me.

"That's okay, we have a long time." Jonathan said, interrupting my flashback.

My scary, sad, and torturous flashback.

I looked back at Jonathan, a tear now streaming down my cheek, and sighed, when suddenly, everything poured out of me. It had been so long since I actually talked to anyone about this. I mean, I couldn't even talk about it to Amanda! She just, she just didn't understand. I mean of course she was supportive and sweet about it, but no one understood just how much I cared about Jack. I loved him for god's sake! I wanted to marry him and have kids with him and do everything with him, but Luke and Amanda just didn't fully understand. They didn't know Jack fully like I did… or, like Jonatahn did, and I think that was why it was so easy for me to just explode and tell him everything… because he would understand.

Okay, short, I know. But I had A LOT of homework and volleyball practice so it really set me back, but I wanted to at least post something because I hadn't last night. I also have three other surprise story's I'm working on so it's hard to concentrate on this one… sorry! I'll try to post regularly though. Maybe I'll be able to if I write in school like I did today. I don't know… we'll see. Anyways, hope you enjoyed! Review please!