After help from Ilma about how to stop my writers block. I have successfully planned out this chapter and am very happy with what I have. Thank you for all the reviews, they are giving me the motivation and determination to carry on. So here is the next chapter!

Cal's night had been dreadful; he had barely slept a wink due to the uncomfortable, cold bed and sleeping in a surrounding that wasn't particularly familiar or comforting to him. His conscious had been playing at his mind a lot too. He had had chance to reflect on last night's behaviour and found it ghastly and horrendous. He had awoken early that morning as always and decided he just had to speak to Rose. However as he reached out to knock on the closed door his nerves get the better of him and he backed away. He had promised himself he would talk to her the night about it.

On top of that he was finding it very hard to concentrate. His pen tapped restlessly on the desk as he tried to do a stock count but it was proving impossible. He grunted as the figures whirled around the page in an out of order fashion. He rubbed his hands over his eyes and decided to try and deliberate the holiday rota. Of course that was proving very difficult to.

Cal sighed as he counted fifteen employees were wanting to use up their holidays now. Of course they would it would soon be the summer holidays and they would want to spend time with their families. A hint of anger flashed across his mind as he began to cross through employees rejecting their bid to take time off at that moment. After all he had to sacrifice time with Rose and Jasmine.

This behaviour once again reminded him of last night. His pen paused in mid air as he begun the refusal slips before screwing them up and pushing the rota aside. He couldn't stop thinking about how broken and hurt Rose looked last night. She was right that was his one opportunity to start afresh with someone who didn't know who he was and he blew it. He tried to think of ways he could reconcile when an idea popped inside his mind. It was simple really he had to go and apologise to Jack for his behaviour last night. If he could have a third chance with Jack then Rose was bound to forgive him, after all he wasn't that bad.

Cal knew he had loads of work to do today, but he figured he could hold it off until the afternoon. After all if his mind wasn't in it there was just no point. Cal packed up urgently and escaped towards his secretary.

"Patricia, I am leaving for a few hours. If anyone calls say I'm in a meeting and to leave a message," Cal ordered.

Patricia nodded and didn't pursue to ask where Cal was going.

"I will be back this afternoon," Cal assured.

He remembered Jack saying about how he worked in the art museum down town. Cal had passed the building several times but had never entered it. He just didn't have a love of art like Rose did he couldn't see past the image to the meaning. He didn't have the mind to seek out the truth in each picture.

He failed to believe that all this time Jack had been living right on his doorstep it was weird to think about it now. He reached the museum in haste and immediately walked up to the reception desk where Kathryn was scribbling down something in a notepad. She didn't notice him make his way up to the desk.

Cal cleared his throat and Kathryn looked up.

"Can I help you Sir?" She asked in her friendliest voice, though there was something about her that shouted out to Cal that she was a sarcastic cheeky woman.

"I was wondering if it was possible to speak to Jack Dawson."

Kathryn shook her head and immediately began writing again. "Afraid not he's not working today," She explained.

Cal's heart sank. "Would you know where to find him? It's kind of important?"

"Nope," She said not looking up. Something then hit Kathryn like a ton of bricks, she looked back up at Cal. "Hey I know who you are, you're Cal Hockley,"

Cal nodded. Hoping this would somehow help her negotiate with him better.

Kathryn saw this as an opportunity to wind him up a bit. She knew Jack's new found friendship with his wife Rose and Kathryn been Kathryn loved nothing then to wind him up about it.

"So your Rose Hockley's husband?" Kathryn said sitting back in her chair.

"You know Rose?" Cal questioned.

"Oh I can't help but know Rose," Kathryn mocked.

"What do you mean?" Cal asked in suspicions.

Kathryn leant forward and placed her hands together. "Well she's all Jack ever talks about."

Cal began to feel that frustration again, the same frustration he had felt last night.

"I would say he was quite smitten with her. Rose this Rose that. She did this did that,"

"He only reappeared back in our lives a mere three days ago." Cal sated in disbelief.

Kathryn smiled to herself. Surely he could see she was only teasing him.

"Yes but that's the thing about Jack. He can latch on very quickly,"

Cal clenched his fists together. He did not like what he was hearing at all; basically his superstitions about Jack had been right all along. He just wanted to get back with Rose and if he got back with Rose he would take their daughter away.

"I would keep a close eye on that wife of yours if I was you, who knows what she will be up to?" Kathryn teased.

Cal had heard enough, he slammed his hands down on the desk and stormed off. Kathryn's smile soon disappeared as she realised she had gone too far. She quickly stood up and ran after him.

"Mr Hockley!" She shouted.

"Mr Hockley I was only-," She began but realised she was too late. Cal had already gone.

"Bollocks," She muttered and leant against the wall. She had a feeling she would be in trouble with Jack when he came back to work. Kathryn always had the tendency to tease others but always seemed to take it that step too far. She wiped a few beads of sweat from her forehead and walked back into the museum, preparing her excuses for Jack.

Cal meanwhile stormed down the street in full blown anger. He was sure steam was about to fly out of his ears. He knew he was right never to have trusted Jack; their lives were perfect until Jack showed up, making matters worse. Cal couldn't ever remember feeling this angry before he thought he had put this side behind him once and for all. Jack's smug face popped into his head and he just had the urge to punch it, of course he couldn't.

That's the thing about Jack. He can latch on very quickly.

Kathryn's words rang out in his ears.

I would keep a close eye on that wife of yours if I was you, who knows what she will be up to?

He knew then that Jack Dawson was dangerous and could ruin things for him and Rose. He had to keep a very close eye on his wife and try to avoid Dawson at all costs. After feeling calmer, Cal innocently passed the park. He glanced over when he heard a child scream playfully a scream that was familiar to Jasmines.

Sure enough Jasmine was running about the park laughing her head off. He saw Rose sitting on the grass near her laughing and clapping her hands as she watched her daughter play about. Normally this happy scene would bring a smile to Cal's face but this time an upset feeling built up inside him, as he saw no other then Jack Dawson running after Jasmine. Cal watched as Jack scooped Jasmine up in his arms and spun her round as she screamed in delight.

He watched as Jack flew round onto the floor on the grass landing next to Rose. Jack sat up leaning on one arm, while Jasmine rested her head on Rose's lap. Rose leant over and kissed her daughter on the forehead and stroked her curls. She then looked up at Jack and the pair stared at each other smiling until Cal couldn't take anymore.

He turned his stare away and sadly began making the trek home. Although he had said he would be back in work that afternoon he suddenly didn't have the determination or will to do anything. Seeing Rose and Jack together stung his heart. He couldn't help but think that Rose was maybe starting to have feelings for him. He silently opened the door and was met by a confused Kate wondering why he was home so early. He walked past her without saying a word and went into his study.

There he pulled out the brandy bottle from his drawer and poured himself a large one before tipping it back and downing it all. Feeling depressed he immediately poured another one. This was to be the start of his downwards spiral.

I hope you liked it! I'm super proud of this chapter and would like to thank Ilma for her brilliant advice, it helped a lot! Please, please review just so I can feel happy. I will update in about two weeks as I am going on holiday tomorrow. So until then!

Leah xx