Chapter Ten: I Pronounce You Man and Wife
The next morning Rose and Jack went to the church. Although the minister was extremely surprised anyone wanted to be married on such short notice, without any other people there, or without fancy clothes, agreed to wed them. As Rose made her vows, she thought of all the adventures they would have, and all the time they would spend together. Forever
As Jack made his vows, he thought only of the rest of their lives with each other.
"I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride," the minister said. Jack grinned broadly, and thoroughly shocked him by pulling Rose into a deep kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and when they broke apart, Jack whispered in her ear, "So how does it feel to be Mrs. Rose Dawson?"
"Better than a million years as Miss Rose Dewitt-Bukater." She replied. Jack shook the reverend's hand, and placed a five-dollar bill in his hand. When he began to protest, Jack shook his head, and led his bride out to the streets of Chippewa Falls.
"Jack?" Rose asked, as she squeezed his hand. Jack smiled and looked at her. "Can we go to Santa Monica?" Jack beamed. Then, putting on a fake put out air, said,
"I suppose so, darling, if that's what you want." She laughed, and put her arms around his neck. "It is what I want. After all, what is life if you can't spit properly?" Jack snorted into her shoulder, and kissed her cheek. "You are right, as always. Let's just grab our coats," Jack said in his cheesy southern twang, "and we'll 'catch' a train, little missy!"
AN: Yay!!! Jack and Rose are married!!! I didn't feel like prolonging their agony of being apart, so now they're together, and going on their honeymoon. I don't think they settle down, though. A lot of people, (no offense if you have done this, because I have read every story under Titanic, and enjoyed every one but the parodies) have them settle down, but I am going to give them adventures. That's the only thing I can imagine them doing. Tell me what you think!!! Love, Lady Annabelle