A/N: Hello my lovelies, I am back. Here is what will hopefully be a final intermediate section before we can continue with the story. Next chapter after this will be on to the Olympic. Remember please read and review

The cold was ever biting that morning, as we headed out to the White Star Lines ticket office. It was hard to tell if the temperature had dropped slightly, or if it was my nerves that made me shiver from the fright. I knew that I was reaching a breaking point. In between the stress of Damian and the pressing knowledge, that one day, very soon. I would have to tell Will the truth of who I was and where I came from. I Just prayed that I could hold out as long as possible, dreading his reaction. Yet, praying for his understanding and compassion.

Walking in a daze, I let Will gently usher me into the office, and lead me straight up to the counter. Where he began talking to the clerk and explaining his situation. Requesting for his new wife to travel back on the Olympic with him. The clerk was a cheerful older man who seemed to understand the situation and scrambled to find a cabin for me. As the cabins for the Officers, would still be sparsely decorated, with only the bare necessities, and a single twin bed. Hardly suitable for bringing a wife along.

It was only after a fair bit of discussion that the two men finally reached in an agreement, that with a small cost I would be given a cabin in first class.

"And if I may have the name of your wife Mr. Murdoch?" the clerk asked, finalizing the ticket.

"Mrs. Attica Murdoch." It was the first time I had heard Will use my new name out in public and it sounded amazing. But right afterwards came something from the clerk that would make me hold my breath.

"Lovely name miss," he started, "Actually there was just a gentleman in here earlier looking for an Attica Corbert." The way that he said it made me think whether or not he was suspicious of me, but then he just gave a little smile, and handed us the ticket.

"Huh imagine that, what a coincidence. It is a small world." I replied, hoping with all my might that there was nothing in my voice that would give me away. I felt Will give my hand a light squeeze and it gave me some reassurance. Like he said we were married and that was that.

"Yes it must be." The Clerk replied. The feeling of suspicion still hung heavy in the air, and I was left with a strong desire to leave the White Star office. "Here it is Mr. Murdoch," the clerk continued, a first class ticket for your wife. Have a safe voyage."

"Thank you sir." Will said as he took the ticket and together we began to leave the place.

"Are you alright darling? You seem very preoccupied and distant" he asked me.

"I am fine love, it is just that I am worried what will happen if Damien fiends us. What could he do to us? To you?"

With a deep sigh Will stopped and turning to me, placed his hands on my shoulder. "Attica I have told you, do not worry, nothing will happen. We are married and that is that. Alright?"

I nodded in understanding, though I was still not certain that it would be that simple. But, I knew not to push him. The discussion was closed and I knew that Will would only be hurt, if I pressed him again about it, before it was really even an issue. Yet I need to know for sure. And there was only one person I could think to speak to. But for now I would have to put on a brave front.

"Alright Will, I know you are right. It is just that I love you so much, and I am afraid that you will be taken away from me." I told him truthfully. He smiled gently at that and gave me a light kiss on the forehead.

"Do not worry my love, I would never let that happen. Nothing will tear us apart, I promise."

It was only later that evening when we were back in the house that I was able to find Aunt Margaret in the parlour. It was now that was the perfect time to ask her about my worries. As Will and Charles were in the study, having drinks and discussing the matters of the world.

"Hello Aunt Margaret." I greeted quietly as I approached her.

"Oh hello dear. Would you like some tea?" Nodding my appreciation she wasted no time in calling the housekeeper and ask to have brought another cup of tea.

"How was your first day as a married woman?" It was a caring and lightly teasing question. I was getting to know this woman more and more. And, heavens she was truly becoming most dear to me. She could be as serious one moment and so playful the next. I only hoped that we would stay in contact and that we would see more of each other in the future.

"It was great, Aunt Margaret. But I am afraid that we are to leave, Will and Charles have been assigned to the Olympic, and I will be traveling with them."

"Of course you will dear, you are also to start your own family now. Do you know where you will go?" she asked gently. I was momentarily interrupted by the arrival of the tea, which I thanked greatly for.

"We will first be going to London for more inquiries. But I assume Will would want to return to his hometown in Scotland after that for a bit."

"Well you have my address so do please keep in touch and we will see each other very soon I am sure. After all I would not miss the baptism of my grandniece or nephew." She said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Margret, I berated, please it so soon."

"Well you just wait girly it will come." She replied before she went silent. She just sat there looking at me, reading me. And, I knew that she knew there was something else on my mind. So I told her of my fears of Damien and that he had come looking at the White Star Line office. And after all was said and done. Aunt Margaret was silent for a while. Too long for my comfort.

"What do I do?" I asked in desperation.

"Do nothing, say nothing and do nothing. Should the time come we will face it all together, but until then, live your life and be happy dear." She finally said rising from her seat and coming over to me, with a gentle motherly caress to my cheek she added, "Let sleeping dogs lie, be with your husband and be happy."

"Now dear, if you would excuse me I will go and check on the supper." And with that she was gone, leaving me to my own thoughts, and my tea. As I sat there in contemplation, I knew that she was right, I would live my life, be with Will. And if Damien ever became a problem then we would work it out together. But for now I would just be happy.