Jack hurriedly led Rose through the streets of Southampton. He turned to check how she was keeping up, she was flushed but her face was bright with excitement. Jack smiled. That look was extremely contagious. She suddenly stopped, spotting something.

"Wait, Jack!"

"What?"

"Do we have time? I was hoping to buy some dresses today at the market." She pointed to the bustling street beside them.

Jack hesitated. They had all day, but he had a plan that had to be timed very specifically.

"Ah, sure, why not?" He allowed himself to be led over to different shops and booths. Who was he to refuse to this wonderful woman? She agreed with him immediatly without complaint no matter what he asked her, and she was still running around in a damp dress. They had packed up in a hurry, Jack had thrown his stuff back in his pack, Rose allowed him to put her purse in there too, and they had left the motel.

Rose quickly spotted a dress vendor and went over to it, Jack on her heels. The man at the booth quickly pegged her as a woman who had buckets of money and tried to sell her the most expensive ones. Jack grit his teeth together but stayed silent as Rose looked at the dresses.

After a few minutes, she had narrowed it down to a yellow dress with lace and a thin lavender dress with a pink ribbon. She held them both up to her body, oblivious to Jack watching her closely. She had a crease on her forehead, trying to decide, and she was biting her lip. As Jack watched this, he felt a peculiar feeling inside him. He had no idea what it was, but it was kind of pleasant, and he only felt it when looking at Rose.

She was breathtaking, Jack decided. That was the word. There was no other word that could possibly describe her. He had known her for less than a day, and he knew he admired her more than any woman he had ever known. He had no idea where this strong attraction came from, but he would do anything for Rose. Anything.

Suddenly, she turned to him, helpless. She held them up to Jack, startling him.

"Which one?" she asked, obviously having a hard time choosing. Jack pondered the question, looking at each dress and imagining her in them. He pointed to the light lavender one.

"That one," he said. "It'll complement your figure."

She gave him a surprised smile. "Said like a true artist, Jack."

Rose decided to go with his judgment, he noticed, and she put the yellow one back and bought the lavender dress. Then they headed deeper into the market. Rose suddenly started to walk faster, making it hard for Jack to keep up with her. When she stopped, he noticed they were at a men's clothing vendor, with shirts and vests. He noticed Rose eyeing some of them and immediatly put a hand on her arm.

"Woah, woah, woah," he said. "What do you think you're doing?"

She turned to look at him with wide eyes. "Getting you something new, too. You deserve it!"

Jack shook his head. "No, no, I couldn't. It's fine."

"Jack! You must want something! How long have you been wearing the outfit you're in?"

Jack looked down at his clothes. They were rumpled, dirty, and all he had. But he couldn't bring it in himself to use Rose's money.

"Wanting and needing are different things, Rose. I'm good."

Rose looked back at the clothing longingly, but slowly nodded.

"Okay," she sighed. "I just feel so bad that you're so...well, poor, and here I am with more money than you, gloating over you..."

"Rose, it's fine, I don't think about it that way," Jack assured her. "I just think of us as good friends, on an adventure together, as equals. Let's forget about the class. It traps you. I can tell."

"Can we do that, Jack? Just forget it? As simple as that?" Rose asked, her eyes a little bleary.

"Of course, Rose. You're strong. It's one one the first things I noticed about you," Jack told her, heart racing. "And I'll be here to help you."

"I...was lower class once, Jack. For a year," she began. Jack looked at her, interested. "But even then...the weight of my class and the difference between me and other higher up people...it weighed me down. Not one higher class person respected me like I was worth their time...but now as soon as I have money again, the world revolves around me. It's not fair!"

Jack could tell she was upset, so he went up and gathered her in his arms and hugged her. He didn't care that they were in the middle of a crowded market. He didn't care that he was poor and she was rich. He honestly didn't really care about anything right now except Rose.

He could feel her tense the instant he locked his arms around her, but she didn't protest. She eventually sank into his arms, and he couldn't help but lean down and breathe in her scent. She smelled of fresh berries and perfume. It smelled completely natural and like Rose. They stood that way for quite some time, Jack supporting both of their weights, but they were relaxed.

Eventually, though, Jack figured it was time to let go. He stood back, and gave Rose some room, looking at her concerned. She took a few deep breaths and looked up at him, giving him a weak smile.

"You'll break free, Rose. I know you can," Jack said, trying to reasure her. She looked down.

"It's only because you're here," she confessed. "I don't think I can do it without you."

"Of course you can!" Jack told her indignantly. He gently reached out his hand and cupped her face. He wondered if he was being too forward, but she leaned into his hand, looking relieved. He softly stroked the smooth skin of her cheek with the pad of his thumb. "Rose, I know you're strong. You're stronger than any other woman I've known. You've got a fire to you."

Rose looked up suddenly at these words, and a tear spilled out of one eye. Jack carefully brushed it aside and continued.

"That fire...that's...it's why I like you so much. You're not afraid to do what feels right. And if you can't do it without me? I'll be right here for you, Rose. I'll help you."

"Why?"

Jack faltered at the simple question. Here he was spilling his heart out to a woman he'd known for twenty-four hours, and that one word stopped him.

"Because...if you jump...I jump," Jack said. "Mentally speaking, that is."

But Rose had apparently stopped listening after he said jump. Her eyes were wide and she froze abruptly.

"Right?" Jack asked, hoping he didn't sound like an idiot. He didn't remove his hand from her face.

"Right..." Rose said slowly. She straightened. "Well...we should probably go, Jack. Paris won't come to us!"

As she started to walk, Jack paused, looking after her in amazement. She had just been so distraught and she was able to brush it off for Jack's sake. He hoped she would be okay.

He hurried to catch up with her.

"So what's the plan to get to Paris?" Rose asked without turning to look at him. It was apparent she was trying to hide her emotions.

"Train," Jack responded easily. He hoped she would approve of his idea, it wasn't exactly ideal, but it was how Fabri and he got around.

"Oh! Aren't those kind of expensive?" Rose asked. Jack shook his head, grinning. Ameteur.

"Nah, not the way we're going."

"Huh?"

"Just wait til we get there," Jack told her, still smiling. They got to the train station in about ten minutes, and Jack hurried over to the board that said when the trains were coming and going. Rose came and stood behins him.

"Check for any going to Paris," he told her. She nodded and began scanning the board with him.

"Here," she said after a minute, pointing. "There's one leaving in five minutes."

"Perfect," Jack replied, and after seeing how to get there, began jogging.

"Jack! What are you doing?" Rose asked behind him. "There's no way we'll make it in time!"

"Not the normal way, no," Jack called over his shoulder. "C'mon!"

They reached the train as it blew its whistle, and Jack, avoiding security guards, started running right to it.

"Jack...!" Rose called, and he could tell she knew what he was planning.

"Hurry!" He called back. The train began to move, and Jack ran and jumped on the caboose. He quickly turned. Rose was almost there.

"Hey!" A man yelled. "You can't do that!"

But Rose jumped up and grabbed Jack's hand. It was too late to turn back, and Jack and Rose were off to France.

A/N Hellooo! Trying to update a little more often now! I watched Titanic yesterday with my friend and my live for Leonardo has been rekindled! Watch out, world!