Will got checked over by the doctor even though he said he was fine and nothing felt wrong. He still had to get checked. He sat there impatiently as the doctor looked him over, and more than once he swore under his breath.
He wanted to get the hell out of this makeshift hospital, find Charlotte and get some god damn sleep. He was exhausted and the weight of the situation was weighing on him. So was the reality that he was now the highest ranking surviving officer from the Titanic.
"You're fine, Mr. Murdoch. You're free to go." Will grabbed his jacket from the chair beside the bed and threw it on, as well as his hat. He left the hospital muttering a thanks to the doctor and made his way up to the deck. He had no idea where Charlotte would be and he had no idea where to look.
"Will? You made it." Will knew Harry was talking about the sinking. He also knew he was upset about the loss of James Moody.
James was an excellent sailor. He was such a hard working and determined man who had a bright future ahead of him. He was also unselfish. He put others before himself and he stayed until he was one of the last officers on board.
"Aye...have you seen Charlotte?" Will watched Harry turn his head to the left and Will thanked him and walked in that direction. He could see Charlotte sitting down, talking to one of the officers from Carpathia.
"Will? William?" He saw her eyes meet his, and a big smile was replacing the deep set frown she had moments ago. He saw her push past the officer and run in his direction and when she got to him, she threw her arms around his neck.
"Thank God you're alive! I'm so relieved you're alive! Thank God!" Will pulled back a few centimetres and smiled at Charlotte. She closed the space again by kissing him with a driven need.
"God I thought I lost you! You're here'" He placed his hands on her hips and squeezed gently, stopping her actions.
"Relax, slow down." Charlotte nodded and bit her lip. Her eyes were watering and she looked like she was ready to cry.
"I'm alive. I'm here." Charlotte kissed him again her arms moving from his neck to his shoulders. She pressed her body against his, leaving no space in between.
"I love you. I love you so much." Will placed his hands on her cheeks and looked at her. He looked into her beautiful eyes. She was still worried about him, he could see it, and she was frightened and still in shock from what had happened. But she was happy. God was she happy.
"I couldn't leave you. I didn't want to leave you." Will pulled her to his chest, this time hugging her. His arms wrapped around her waist and he squeezed her. He enjoyed feeling her body against his. He didn't think he'd ever get the change again, but here he was.
"How did you.." Will watched her eyes wander over him. She didn't finish asking, instead she shook her head. He was glad. He would tell her later. Not now.
"Will, we'll need your help. The Captain has rooms for the officers. Charlotte is welcome to stay in it with you." Will thanked Charles and turned back to Charlotte. She was warily watching him.
"You can stay in the room with me." Will smiled at her and traced her cheeks with his thumb.
"I'll see you later. I promise."
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Charlotte laid in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. Will said he would be back and she knew he would. He gave her his word, but it still didn't help her sleep. She wanted Will here; she felt safe with Will.
Every time she closed her eyes, she was back on Titanic, right before the boat she was on launched. She could see the panic on the people's faces, the worry that they may never see their loved ones again. And most of them didn't. Most of them will never see their loved ones again.
"Charlotte, love its early in the morning. You should be sleeping." Charlotte looked over at the clock. 2am. Will was gone until 2 am.
"I couldn't sleep." She saw him nod and then he started to remove his uniform. She watched him like a hawk, watching his jacket go, then his tie, then his white shirt.
"I'll be right there. Lay down and close your eyes and try and sleep." Charlotte laid down, but she didn't close her eyes. She kept them right on Will, the entire time watching him undress.
"I saw Johnathon. He had a broke arm or dislocated shoulder or something. He was in bad shape. He tried to talk to me." Charlotte pulled her knees up to her chest and rest her head on her knee.
If it wasn't for Will, if she had never met Will, she would still be getting married to that asshole. She would be his punching bag and she would be miserable. She may even end up dying from his hands.
"He probably thought that I would go running back to him after the sinking. He was wrong." Charlotte felt the bed dip beside her and then a warm hand on her thigh. She smiled and looked to her right. Will was sitting on the bed a smile on his face, despite how exhausted he was.
"I love you Charlotte." He pressed his lips to her forehead and Charlotte closed her eyes, feeling relaxed despite the tragedy that just happened.
"I love you too." Charlotte moved over and made room for Will to get into bed. She lay back on her pillow and looked up at the ceiling briefly before turning her attention to Will.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her flush to his body, her back against his chest. His chin was resting on her head, and every once in a while, she would feel him kiss her.
"Come back with me. To Scotland. Come with me. Meet my parents, live with me. Forget your parents and come with me. Scotland is beautiful. You would love it. I live near the ocean. We can have a life Charlotte. Raise a family. Visit the ocean every day." Charlotte nodded and closed her eyes. Shw listened to Will's promises for their future and slowly drifted to sleep.