Children were playing with a chunk of ice this time, kicking it back and forth, and their laughter made her smile. Because of Thomas, no one's life would be lost. She kept walking and quickly spotted Rose, looking stunningly pretty in a rainbow dress, but more-so because of whose hand she was holding and looking at.

Rose turned her way and smiled, waving her over.

"Marie! This is Jack. You remember him?"

Jack, a handsome young man with a mop of dirty blond hair, stuck out his hand and she took it.

"Nice to meet you ma'am."

"Any friend of Rose's is a friend of mine." She said with a laugh.

Rose looked at her, and then at Jack,

"Be right back."

"Hurry." He said with a smile.

Marie let Rose pull her away from him, and she whispered,

"When the ship docks, I'm getting off with Jack. I don't care about Cal or my mother. I doubt she'll notice I'm missing."

Marie smiled warmly,

"I'm so very happy for you. Jack seems rather perfect for you. I've not seen you this happy, since, well ever I suppose." She laughed, and Rose grinned at her.

"I know! I hardly recognize myself."

"I hope we'll meet again in America someday."

"As do I. You're like the sister I never had." At this, Rose pulled her into a hug, and Marie couldn't stop a tear from falling. With no family left to her, Rose saying this meant more than she could possibly imagine.


Rain was falling fast as the RMS Titanic pulled into the New York harbor. Marie stood with Rose and Jack on the balcony, happily getting soaked to the bone.

The sight of Lady Liberty was enough to send tears of joy down Marie's face. The click of a door opening caused her to turn, Thomas Andrews appeared, holding his precious blueprints, in preparation for the press conference he and the Captain would be speaking at, once all was settled and they had docked.

In spite of the setback, they had made it to New York by late Thursday morning. The sun was doing its best to break through the storm, casting a wide rainbow over the city, making it appear even more beautiful than Marie could have dreamt.

Thomas put his arm around her and smiled at her,

"Finally we have reached the land where dreams come true." She smiled back, and jokingly pushed him back under the eaves so his papers would stay dry.

She pulled him close, and he didn't mind the fact his suit would most likely get a bit damp.

In front of them, Rose and Jack had started to kiss, and she looked up at Thomas,

"Do we have to compete with them?"

"Of course not. We'll put them to shame later. I want to get a hotel room at the Waldorf; I hear it's the most magnificent place to stay."

"Only the best for you my dear."


A/N: As you may recall, this was inspired by a dream, so please suspend your disbelief a bit. thanks. As always, R/R.