Dan's POV

"You were eavesdropping?" I asked as Amy entered the room looking shocked.

"No. I was just coming back from the library. The room isn't exactly sound proof!"

"Well… you see…" Meg began, playing with her hands. "We tried our best. Honestly! Put yourself in my shoes! It's not like we didn't sit around and do nothing!"

"But you're you! You should have thought of something by now!"

"But I haven't. Just because I'm smart doesn't mean I have the answer to everything!" Meg threw up her hands, annoyed. "Why don't you go ask Ian? I heard he's smart!"

"Actually," I interjected. "That's a good idea."

"Well, it's time for dinner, anyway. We can ask him there." Amy blushed.

We walked out of the room and towards the dinning room. Ian and Natalie had already gotten there and were sitting next to each other. I sat as far away from Natalie as possible. But, it seemed like she had forgotten our little… dispute earlier since she was admiring herself in a mirror.

Alex walked in, too. I had totally forgotten about him…

"Hey Alex, where've you been?" I sat down at the table.

"Spyin- um nothin you need da worry about."

"Who were you spying on?" I leaned forward, head resting on my hand.

"Well Meg told me to!"

I looked over to Meg with my eyebrow raised.

She shrugged innocently. "I didn't tell him to do anything!"

"Oh, come on, Meg!" I laughed.

"What are we talking about?" Ian's accent startled me.

"Oh, nothing…" My hand instinctively flew up to the back of my neck like it always does when I get embarrassed.

Amy eyed me. Dan! Ask Ian the question!

Why don't you?

She glared at me. Yeah, right! That's like making you go ask Natalie for something.

I shivered.

You get my point.

"Hey, Ian." I started. "Amy- um, Meg wants to know if you can help us with something."

He leaned onto the table. "I'm listening."

"So Meg had been trying to find out a way to get off of the Titanic, but hasn't come up with anything. The ship is going to sink. Tomorrow! And we'll be on it unless we figure out a way to get off!"

"So you're saying that you want me to come up with a way to get us off of this ship?"

"Please?" I asked.

"Well by the way we got here, it involved going through time and landing here." Natalie said.

"So we'd need to find a way to go back through time…" Ian replied.

"Yes… but by our location and time frame, the exact time and date we need to get back to might be obscured."

"So we'd need something that we could program the exact time we want to get back to."

"But traveling through time would need over forty thousand watts of electricity." Natalie sighed.

"Even the Titanic doesn't have that much!" Ian shook his head.

"So where are we supposed to find that much at sea?"

Ian and Natalie started whispering to each other.

A waiter came, bringing our routine fish dinner. Natalie and Ian looked up to thank them, but then began babbling about things I didn't understand.

Ian finally looked up.

Meg looked pale, leaning forward with anxiety. I hadn't understand a word they had said, but Meg… she might actually know what's going on!

"With our exact location and power supply, physics and logic simply can't support the data to react in a way causes us to go from here to there."

I stared at him. "What?"

Natalie eyed Ian. "Yeah, try talking to him with big words."

"Hey! I heard that!"

She rolled her eyes. "What he means is that it's not possible."

"I knew it." Meg dropped her head to the table. "We're stuck here."

"And by the looks of it," Ian took out a pocket watch to check the time. "We should be retiring to bed soon."

"Bling. I respect dat." Alex motioned to Ian's old fashioned pocket watch.

"What? This is not 'bling'." Ian said distastefully. "This is my great grandfather's watch."

"And….?" I asked.

"And it's worth more than you will ever earn in your lifetime." Ian shoved it back into his pocket. "If you don't mind, Natalie and I need some sleep. Good night."

They both got up from the table, and walked down the hallway like deities.

Meg looked down at the table. "I… I don't know what to say."

Amy looked paralyzed. "We're stuck on the… Titanic? This can't be happening!"

My heart rate was definitely peaking. "Ian and Natalie just gave us the facts, right? So we can just use them to figure something out…"

Meg looked up at me solemnly. "Dan, we can't get off of the Titanic."

Sorry it took me so long to update. I had updated some of my other stories today, so I decided to update this one too… I don't think I really have much else to say… so… plz review!