A/N: EDITED.

3rd Class Paradise-Jack & Rose's Fight; April 13th 1912

Jack opened the door to his cabin and led Rose inside. "Here take a seat on my bed," he said, flipping on the lights.

Rose smiled. "Thank you." She sat down on the edge of Jack's bed.

He slowly sat down beside her. "So Rose, I'm sorry for pulling you away from dinner, and again I'm sorry for what I said last night," he apologized.

Rose smiled. "It's fine Jack, I told you not to apologize. I'm the one who should apologize for letting my emotions get the better of me," she waved her hand dismissingly.

Jack grinned. "Hey, then let's not do apologies, let's just start over."

Rose giggled. "Okay."

"So Rose, if you saw another shooting star...what would you wish for?" Jack asked, grinning.

Rose thought for a second, and smiled dreamily. "I'd wish to be free, free from this high society life that I wasn't meant to be in," she replied. She smiled at him. "What would you wish for, Jack?"

Jack scratched behind his ear, contemplating it. "Hmm...you know, I'm not really sure. I'm pretty content with my life for now," he replied with a smile. Rose smiled too, but oh how she envied him, to be content with his life while she felt so doomed in hers.

She looked around his cabin at the simple four bunks with just a pillow and blankets, the wash basin that he and his roommates had to share, and the bright yet simple atmosphere of the room. It was perfect.

Then, she compared the simplicity of the accomodations, to the simplicity of the lives down in steerage. She thought of how the steerage seemed so carefree and happy and able to enjoy The Ship Of Dreams while she was miserable.

She absolutely envied girls like Helga Dahl, the girls who were poor but happy. She couldn't help but notice the way they danced around at the steerage party like gypsies, their skirts swaying around, as they danced with men of their own choosing.

"It's like a third class paradise..." she muttered under her breath.

Jack turned around. "Did you say something, Rose?" he asked.

Rose smiled sadly. "Oh Jack," she sighed.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked, concerned. "I thought you were fine." He was suddenly very confused.

"No Jack, I'm not fine!" Rose snapped suddenly, and she immediately regretted it.

Jack's eyes widened in shock. "Rose?" he gave her a quizzical look.

"I'm sorry Jack, truly. Oh how I wish I could just stay down here with you, and never have to go back to first class or Cal or my mother..." Rose said.

Jack laughed. "You wouldn't last a day down here!" he said.

Rose looked at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, a bit offended.

Jack shrugged. "No fancy dresses or expensive jewelry, no more first class dinners with the Captain and ship designers and fancy expensive food and champagne, and all the rats...this is no place for a first class girl," he explained simply.

He'd admired the fact that she wanted to break away and make something of herself. And he wasn't trying to crush her dreams, but he was afraid that the real world would give a girl like her a rude awakening. He was just trying to protect her, and hoped he wasn't going about it the wrong way.

"But I'm not a first class girl Jack!" Rose protested. "And how dare you make me sound so materialistic!" she shouted angrily.

Jack shrugged. "Geez, sorry! Besides, even if I did take you in down here, you'd have to deal with Fabrizio sleep talking and snoring. Plus the Gundersons snore like grizzly bears, and what if Cal or Lovejoy found out? Look Rose, I don't feel like getting in trouble over this," he admitted. I had a feeling she'd get mad... but I'm just trying to be honest...

"Oh so you don't want me down here? Is that it? Fine! Then I'll just take my expensive silk shawl and leave!" Rose shouted.

Jack shrugged. "Fine," he said. He was aggrivated that she only focused on the surface meaning of what he'd said to her, and if she refused to listen, then he decided maybe it would be better to let her storm off. I'm doing the right thing...right?

"FINE!" Rose snapped, grabbing her silk shawl and storming out of the cabin.

"Wait! Rose!" Jack shouted, realizing what he'd said and running after her. Yeah...she's like really mad now...shit.

"Rose come on! Don't leave mad!" he yelled, he'd never meant to upset her, the last thing he wanted was to send her back to her miserable life.

"Don't tell me how to leave!" Rose snapped. Damnit, even Jack thinks he can order me around, what the hell am I...a doormat?!

"ROSE!" Jack shouted. Rose ignored him and walked down the hallway as fast as she could, infuriated at his stereotypical comments. How dare he! I thought he was the one person who I could confide my feelings in... and now he's trying to shut me down like the rest of them. He's no better than Mother or Cal!

Fabrizio and Helga were taking a leisurely after-dinner stroll around the third class deck. They had their arms linked together as they walked slowly, looking up at the stars and feeling the cool night breeze as it blew on them.

Helga shivered slightly. Fabrizio took off his jacket and draped it around her. "Is chilly, eh?" he grinned.

Helga giggled. "Ja. Takk," she said, snuggling into his side.

"Is niente," Fabrizio replied with a grin. He gently pecked the top of her head.

They were all alone on the deck, as most of the other steerage passengers were inside relaxing. Most of the men had gone to the smoking room, including Tommy, the Gundersons, and Helga's father Olaf Dahl. Fabrizio smiled at Helga. "Is so quiet, eh?"

She nodded. "Ja." Fabrizio grinned and gently put his arm around her waist.

"This is nice, eh?" he asked.

Helga nodded again. "Ja," she replied with a shy giggle.

Fabrizio grinned again. "Come with me, I show you something," he said.

Helga smiled. "Greit," she said. Fabrizio smiled and led her all the way to the bow of the ship, near the first class entrance.

He walked up and stood against the rail. "Shh, come here sweet Helga," he said, motioning for her to join him at the rail. Helga smiled nervously and walked up to the rail.

"Now look out there, is very small of course, but you can a' see the Statue Of Liberty!" Fabrizio exclaimed excitedly. Helga squinted in the dark.

"Oh ja!" she exclaimed, seeing a glowing figure way out in the distance. Fabrizio gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. Her heart fluttered every time he touched her.

Fabrizio grinned. "Si! You see her bright glowing torch in the night sky?" he asked.

Helga nodded. "Ja!" she replied happily.

"That is America, we go there and be very happy," Fabrizio whispered in her ear.

"Oh ja, very!" Helga agreed. She couldn't wait to go to Minnesota and see relatives that she hadn't seen for over a year. She also hoped that her father would let Fabrizio join them.

Fabrizio grinned and took her arm in his again. "Come on, we walk back," he said. Helga giggled and tugged him back.

He turned around to stare into her electrifying blue eyes again. "Si sweet Helga?" he asked, confused.

"Du kiss meg again?" she asked, wagging her finger.

Fabrizio grinned. "Oh si signorina," he mumbled as their lips locked. Making out with Helga gave him this rush, and it was like nothing he'd ever experienced before. It gave them both an electrifying feeling, and sparks flew every time.

Just then, there was loud footsteps and they both looked up. Rose was half running towards the first class entrance with Jack hot on her heels. "Please Rose! Let me explain! I didn't know what I was saying...well not exactly anyways! Rose! Come on!" Jack was yelling.

He finally caught up to her, panting, just as she slammed the first class door in his face. "ROSE!" Jack shouted, punching the door.

Fabrizio looked at Helga. "Uh-oh, I a' think Jack had a fight," he said. Helga just nodded with a giggle, she didn't really understand what he'd said.

Jack stomped his foot angrily, then he looked up. "Fabri? What are you guys doing up here?" he asked. He hadn't been expecting anyone else to be out on deck at that time of night.

Fabrizio chuckled. "Si. We were a' just walking around and I show her the Statue Of Liberty...and I could a' ask the same of you," he replied with a smirk.

Jack nodded. "Ah I see. Well, I was chasing Rose, I think I really pissed her off...but I didn't mean to! And now she probably thinks I'm the biggest jerk on the face of the planet!" he explained in exhasperation.

"Oh no Jack! I'm a' so sorry to hear that," Fabrizio said. He knew how much his best friend cared about the fiery first class girl, Rose, and hated seeing him so distraught.

"Thanks ragazzo mio, I think I better just go to bed, see you guys tomorrow," Jack replied sadly, walking away.

Fabrizio turned back to Helga. "So now where were we?" he asked with a mischevious grin.

Helga giggled. "Here," she kissed him again.

Fabrizio grinned. "Grazie signorina," he said, as they started back towards third class.

Rose got back to her luxury stateroom and slammed the door. She angrily took down her hair as Trudy rushed to help with her dress and corset. Cal was still in the smoking room with his cigars, brandy, and posse of wealthy businessmen. Ruth had retired to her own cabin for the night.

"How dare he!" Rose grumbled as she brushed her teeth.

"Is everything alright, Miss?" Trudy asked, concerned.

"Oh Trudy, I'll be alright, sometimes I feel like you're my only friend," Rose replied sadly.

Trudy nodded. "I appreciate that Miss, I'm always happy to be a friend. Goodnight," she said with a smile before leaving Rose alone.

"Wait, Trudy!" Rose called.

"Yes, Miss Rose?" Trudy asked, peering back into the room.

"Do you think I could be a Broadway actress? Or a world famous artist?" Rose asked.

"Not if Mr. Hockley has anything to say about it, I'm sorry, Miss," Trudy admitted.

"I know that, but Trudy, don't you ever dream of being somewhere else? Something else? Something you can't be because of where you've unluckily fallen in society?" Rose pushed.

"Well honestly, Miss, I never would have chosen to be a maid... but I suppose that's just the way it is," Trudy told her with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"What would you have been, if you'd been given a choice?" Rose wanted to know.

"I think I would have very much wanted to be a dancer, or a singer," Trudy mused, a small smile forming on her lips.

"It's nice to dream," Rose sniffled.

"Goodnight, Miss," Trudy left the room.

"Goodnight, Trudy."

Rose slipped into her silk nightdress and climbed into bed. She was so angry with Jack, yet she still longed for him. She was so confused and miserable in her life, and she just didn't know what to do anymore. Finally, she let herself wander into a peaceful dreamland as her eyelids fluttered shut.

Fabrizio and Helga made their way back to the third class deck and stopped for a second. "Grazie sweet Helga, thank you for walking with me," Fabrizio said.

Helga smiled. "Du er velkommen," she replied with a shy giggle. Just then, a shooting star whizzed across the sky.

"Look up there!" Fabrizio exclaimed, pointing.

"Ja!" Helga exclaimed. They both held hands and wished on it. Helga opened her eyes and looked at Fabrizio. "Hva du wish for?" she asked him.

Fabrizio grinned. "Don't you know if I tell you it no come true?" he asked playfully.

Helga giggled. "Oh ja."

Fabrizio gently kissed the top of her head. "Come on, I walk you back to your cabin," he said.

Helga giggled as Fabrizio took her hand in his, and they walked back to her cabin. "Is G-46 right?" Fabrizio asked as they walked down the steerage G-deck hallway.

"Ja." Helga replied as they stopped in front of a cabin. Helga took off his coat and gave it back. "Here du gå," she said.

Fabrizio grinned."Grazie," he said. Helga giggled.

"I had a' so much fun today, grazie signorina my sweet and pretty Helga," Fabrizio told her, kissing her hand. Helga giggled again.

"Ja? Meg også," she replied, softy kissing his face.

"No sweet Helga, come on, gimmie a real one," Fabrizio grinned, pulling her close to him. They started making out.

"Ewww yucky!" squealed little Cora Cartmell, walking down the hallway towards her own cabin which was across from the Dahl family's cabin. Fabrizio and Helga looked up, startled.

Helga blushed. "Godnatt, Fabrizio," she said, pecking his cheek before opening the door to her cabin and closing it behind her.

Cora was giggling. "Fabrizio where's Uncle Jack?" she asked. "I haven't seen him."

Fabrizio turned around. "Cora, you're a little sneak, aren't you?" he asked with an exhausted chuckle.

Cora giggled again. "Yep!"

Fabrizio laughed. "I a' think Jack is asleep, but you can see him tomorrow," he replied.

Cora nodded. "Okay!" she said excitedly, going into her own cabin and shutting the door. Fabrizio chuckled and walked back to his own cabin.

As he opened the door, he noticed that the lights were on, and Jack was awake in bed. Bjorn and Olaus weren't there, which meant they were probably still smoking and drinking with Tommy.

"Jack you still up, eh?" Fabrizio asked, taking off his blue hat.

"Yeah, I can't stop thinking about Rose," Jack replied.

Fabrizio nodded. "Ah no worry about it, you go see her tomorrow," he suggested, getting into his pajamas.

"Thanks ragazzo mio, that's probaby a good idea," Jack said, realizing that his friend was right. He knew if he had any chance of making up with Rose, he'd at least need a good night's sleep.

Fabrizio smiled. "Hey, is niente!" he hopped into his bunk and pulled his blankets tightly around himself.

Jack laughed. He got up and turned out the lights. "Night Fabri," he said.

"Nitey nite Jackm" Fabrizio mumbled, thoughts of Helga already floating into his dreams.

Jack got back in bed, and he stared up at the ceiling, thinking of Rose and how he was going to talk to her the next day.

A/N: Oh yeah this needed major editing too... not nearly enough detail, but I think I fixed that now :D