When Rose entered her apartment she was thinking of Jack. There had to be some way so that he would fall in love with her again. He loved her so much on Titanic and they were so happy together, it shouldn't be this difficult and now there was also this Jill. She was glad Jill had helped Jack through the period she couldn't be there for him but now it was her turn. She wasn't going to lose him to her. Maybe it would work if they did things together they talked about on board Titanic. They had talked about going to the pier in Santa Monica, but since they were in New York this wasn't the greatest idea. They had also talked about going for a ride on the rollercoaster and drinking cheep beer. Maybe that was something she could do and afterwards buy a new portfolio for him since the other one has gone down with Titanic. She realised this was what she would do. First she was going to get some sleep and tomorrow she will be heading to Jack's new apartment that he found.

The next morning Rose was out of her bed real quick. She realised it was going to be an important day for her. Hopefully Jack would remember something of their time together on Titanic. She was desperate for him to know. She couldn't wait to be in his arms again.

When she was at Jack's new apartment she became nervous. What if he didn't want to go with her? What if he would rather do something with Jill? No Rose, don't do this. You are going to fight for him because you love him, right? What a stupid question, of course she loved him.. with her whole heart. She knocked on the door and waited a few seconds. Jack opened the door and was surprised to see Rose there. ''Rose, what is it? Is something wrong?'' Rose smiled to herself. Although he didn't have the feelings for her right now she had for him, he was still so concerned about her. She loved it about him.

''No, nothing is wrong, I just had some ideas to help you remember something of our time together.''

Jack smiled, he was so glad she wanted to help him. ''Like what?''

''Well.. we talked about some things on Titanic we would do together, so I thought that maybe it would help to do some things we talked about.''

''Yes, that sounds fun, what do you have in mind?''

''We talked about going on a rollercoaster.. you said you did that when you were younger.''

''That's right, I did do that when I was younger.'' ''Shall we go then?''

Rose smiled ''We shall.''

Jack hold his arm out for her and Rose took it. ''Well, Jack.. How is it going with the memories?''

''Nothing yet. I actually don't think about it much right now.. maybe it will come when my mind is ready for it.'' ''Maybe in the meanwhile I can do some fun things with you and Jill.''

''Do you like her?'' Rose gasped. She hadn't mean to ask him like that. ''You don't have to answer that, if you won't.'' She blushed.

''I..I don't know. Things are just to complicated right now.''

''I understand..''

''I'm sorry, Rose. Maybe we shouldn't talk about this. Maybe we should talk about something else.. like getting to know eachother.''

''Yes. Maybe that would be fun. We fell in love with eachother on Titanic, but didn't talk about middle names, birthdays, how we were when we were younger.''

''Okay, shall I begin then?'' Jack offered.

Rose nodded.

''Well.. I, Jack William Dawson, was born to Daniel and Susan Dawson on the 19th of March, 1892. I had no brothers or sisters so of course I got all the attention.'' He laughed.

''When I was little I used to play with my friends a lot, so usually I got really muddy. In winters I used to go icefishing with my dad, one time I got too far on it and the ice broke. I fell into the water and it was freezing cold, I'm telling you.''

''I remember you telling me that on Titanic. When I was about to jump from the back of the ship, you said this to me, so I wouldn't jump.''

''Well.. maybe it's a good thing that it happened. Otherwise I couldn't have told you.''

''Maybe..''

Jack told her the whole story of his life for how far he remembered. Rose was impressed and liked the part how Jack was in school. She could imagine him being stubborn to the teachers and pulling on the hair of girls.

''I like your story, I'm afraid mine isn't that interesting.''

Jack smiled ''I would like to hear it.''

''I, Rose Elizabeth Dewitt Bukater was born to Charles and Ruth Dewitt Bukater on the 28th of November 1894. My father was a nice man. He used to take me with him and teach me how to ride a horse. My mother didn't like this of course. She wanted me to be a real lady, which I wasn't. I wanted to be free.

Rose also told her story to Jack and he was impressed. He didn't really know what it had been like for Rose growing up in first class.

They talked some more and finally were by the rollercoaster. Rose felt some nerves coming up. Jack must have sensed this because he said ''Hey, there is nothing to be scared of, it's just a rollercoaster. It's fun.'' He smiled.

She smiled back and trusted him with her whole heart. Just like she had always done. When they sat into it and the rollercoaster was going up, Rose looked around her. She had never been this free and she was here with her Jack. Though he didn't actually remember her, at this moment she just really liked it he was here with her. When the rollercoaster was going down, Rose yelled really hard. She screamed from the top of her lungs.

When it was done and they were back on the ground Rose had to laugh ''This was so much fun. I've never screamed this loud in my entire life.''

''I can tell. I can't hear a thing anymore. I believe I'm deaf.'' Jack laughed.

''Sorry Jack, I was just a little bit nervous.'' She smiled

They saw a bar where you could get some cheep bear. They drank both two and were heading home again. When they came back into town they went to Jack's apartment. When they sat on the couch Jack said ''Thank you, Rose'' ''It's been a while since I have had this much fun.''

''No, thank you.'' ''You have made my day perfect.''

They smiled at each other. Suddenly Rose yawned.

''Tired?'' Jack asked.

''Only a little.'' She answered.

''Come, I will put you into my bed. I will sleep on the couch tonight.''

''Oh no, Jack.'' ''You shouldn't do that, I could perfectly well walk home.''

''No, I won't have that. It's already dark outside and a woman can't be safe enough.'' ''Here, lie down.''

Rose did as she was told. ''Thank you, Jack, sleep well.''

''Sleep well, Rose.''

Jack closed the door and turned off the lights. Rose smelled his scent. How she missed it. She pressed her head deeper in the pillow. She wanted to smell this forever. She would so badly for Jack to come and lie next to her, but she knew it couldn't be. First he had to remember some things.

''I love you, Jack..'' She softly said.

Little did she know Jack was having the same thought at the exact moment.