A/N Big thanks to TitanicFan and YourBestFriendK for reviewing! I'm glad there's a still a few people out there reading this story! (: Here is chapter 14. And TitanicFan, i've decided where i'm going with this, and i'm going to take your advice and put Jack and Rose, and maybe even Fabri and Helga on the Titanic in a few later chapters! (: Enjoy and remember to review everyone! xx

Chapter 14

Jack

Jack felt as though he was in Heaven as he felt Rose's perfect ruby red lips press gently against his own. He couldn't believe this perfect angelic first class young woman was kissing him. Him. A third class dirt poor boy from Chippewa Falls Wisconsin. Just moments before, he had been thinking about how he had a urge to kiss her, and now she was kissing him. He desperately hoped this wasn't just a dream, and if it was a dream he hoped that he would never awake.

He returned the kiss gently before slowly pulling away and looking deeply into her large green eyes. "Rose, could you do me a favour?" He questioned her.

"Anything Jack." She replied, her eyes searching his.

"Pinch me."

Rose's lovely features contorted into an expression of confusion. "What?"

"Pinch me, so I know I'm not dreaming." He replied seriously.

She smiled in understanding, and then slowly moved her hand to his arm, where she proceeded to do as he asked, pinching him.

Jack's face broke out into a wide grin as he realised this was no dream. He hadn't woken up. The scenario that was playing out before his very eyes seemed to good to be true, yet it was happening. Rose had kissed him.

"Thank you Rose." He whispered, before slowly leaning in and placing another kiss on her lovely lips tenderly.

Rose

Rose felt as though she was on cloud nine. She had never been kissed so tenderly by a man before. Whenever Cal had kissed her, it was aggressively, and never with love. All of their intimate moments had meant absolutely nothing to Rose, but this one moment with Jack, it had meant everything.

She knew now that she would let Jack help her. It's what she had wanted all along. When she had come to his room earlier that night, she had hoped for Jack's help, but she had never expected him to actually offer it to her. But he had, and she couldn't be more thankful.

This Jack Dawson was everything she had ever wanted. As soon as she realised this, she had leant in for their first kiss, hoping it was what he wanted as well. It was apparent he had.

Now here they sat, on the bedspread, kissing. Rose suddenly wondered if this might escalate to something more than just kissing, and more importantly, she wondered if she herself wanted it to escalate to something more than kissing.

Eventually, she decided she did. She wanted Jack Dawson. She had no idea when Fabrizio and Helga would be back, but she didn't care.

She decided to take control. Never breaking the kiss, she pushed Jack so he was lying flat on his back, and slowly climbed on top of him. Finally she broke away, only to start kissing his neck, cheeks, and every inch of his exposed skin.

"Oh Rose" He sighed, before pulling her back and gazing deeply into her eyes once more, his baby blues piercing through her once again, questioning what she was deciding to do. "Are you sure?"

Rose didn't even have to think about it. "Take me to the stars, Jack."

Tonight was going to be magical.

Helga

Helga and Fabri strolled through the streets of Philadelphia hand in hand, their fingers intertwined. Fabrizio had asked her if she would like to go somewhere private after dinner, and she had agreed instantly, so once they had finished their delicious meal, they had left the restaurant and were now making their way to another motel.

They arrived and Helga waited patiently as Fabri talked to the clerk at the front desk and got their room key. He received it and they made their way up the rickety stairs to their room, hands still intertwined.

Once they got there, Fabri closed the door behind them and immediately started kissing her. Making her head spin. As they made their way to the bed, the kisses got more and more passionate.

She was suddenly extremely nervous. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she thought of everything that could go wrong. She had never been with a man in such a way before, she had never been intimate with a man, she had never found a man she had the desire to be intimate with. Now she had, and the realisation came crashing down on her that she had no idea what she was doing, not in the slightest. What if she did something wrong? What if she wasn't good at… it?

She quit kissing Fabri, pulling away suddenly. The fear becoming to much for her to handle.

Fabri gazed into her eyes questioningly. "What is it Helga? What's wrong?"

"Fabri… I've… I've never been with a man before." Helga confessed, hanging her head in shame. She hated to stop this, she wanted Fabrizio, but she wasn't sure she could go through with it. She loved him, but if she wasn't good, it would only disappoint him.

To her astonishment, Fabrizio chuckled. "Helga, it's all right. I've never been with a woman before either, at least, not in this way. We'll do this together. You're not in this alone. We'll learn, we'll manage, and even if it's not great this time, it can only get better from here." Fabri told her reassuringly, smiling.

Helga felt better instantly. Fabri had never been with anyone this way either. She smiled as his words sunk in, no matter what happened he wouldn't be disappointed, and he had said if it wasn't great it could only get better. All of her fears disappeared, and she leaned in to begin kissing him once again, before they began tearing at each others clothing.

This night was going to be magical.