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Maiden Voyage
Chapter nine
"How are you going to do that? You can't just bust into someone's room and steal their clothes."
"You want to bet?"
"What if you get caught?"
"Don't worry about me; just finish what you can of the raft. If this doesn't work out we'll be needing it."
Dean turned and left. All he had to do was steal some clothes from first class that would fit Sam. His brother was tall and when he was on the first class deck before he hadn't noticed anyone near as tall as his brother or even as tall as he was. If it came down to it he'd give Sam his clothes, he'd have a better chance of finding someone closer to his size then to his brother's. His clothes would still be a little small on Sam but maybe he could get away with it.
Once he was on the first class deck he went down the hallways of the first class cabins and began knocking on the doors. When someone answered he pretended to be looking for someone he had just met on board and wanted to discuss a business proposition with them but wasn't sure which cabin they were in.
About an hour later he finally got lucky. He was heading down the hallway when a man and woman left a cabin a few doors down from where he was. The man was taller then most of the other men he had seen on the ship and he figured the man's clothes would have to do. He waited till the couple turned a hallway and disappeared. He went over to the door and knocked. When no one answered he easily broke the latch by giving it a shove with his shoulder. He quickly went to work grabbing a pair of trousers, a shirt, and an overcoat. He took two coats figuring they could use all the warmth they could get. He then looked around for anything else that might be useful.
Third class
Sam finished as much of the raft as he could. He secured the lumber as well as he could with the nails and rope Dean had brought him. He wished he had more supplies but they'd have to make do with what they had. He could only hope they wouldn't be adrift for long and that somehow they'd return to their own time before they froze to death out on the ocean. When he had done all he could he headed to the third class deck to wait for his brother. It was there he overheard two of the crew members talking.
"The Mesaba just sent word that there is ice in the area."
"On a cold night like this it is to be expected."
Sam watched the two crew members walk away and resisted the urge to tell them to contact the bridge and let them know. He knew, if he remembered correctly, the news that icebergs were in the area never reached the captain until it was too late.
Sam paced the deck wishing that Dean would hurry. He knew if Dean could find suitable clothing and if they kept to themselves they would have a much better chance of surviving the sinking by joining the first class passengers and getting on one of the first lifeboats that were launched instead of taking a chance on the raft. The first lifeboats were only about half filled and by getting on one of them and keeping to themselves their actions shouldn't change history. Then if they made it to New York they would have to hang around the city waiting and hoping that they'd somehow make it back to their own time.
"Hurry up Dean." Sam said softly as he looked up toward the upper deck. He knew at any time they could hit the iceberg.
First class
Dean had his arms full as he opened the door and stepped out into the hallway.
"What are you doing in my room?" The man Dean had seen leave the cabin now stood in the hallway glaring at him.
TBC
