A/N: I am sorry for being evil again Okaly, it was no problem to mention your review, as I appreciate it very much! Cw... you reviewed the 1st chapter, you may never see this, but thanks anyway, of course I know the Britannic!. Upisdowngirl, I know what you mean, I always cry at Titanic, saw it at the cinema in April and I didn't want to cry in public like, but I did anyway, that 'Nearer my God to Thee' bit, sets me off every time!
Chapter 48
Rachel's POV
It didn't feel as if I was in the water anymore, I was somewhere else. I couldn't tell if I was still in pain anymore, was it cold? I didn't know, as if I had lost all feeling in my body.
"Am I dead?" I wondered, "Is this what death feels like? Like nothing at all?"
I hadn't opened my eyes yet, I had not felt up to it, but I could tell that there was a bright light, as I could see the red on the inside of my eyelids.
"Are you alright?" a voice asked, it had to be a man, but my ears didn't seem to be working properly, so I could not attempt to recognise who it was.
I opened my eyes, but quickly had to shut them again as it was too bright. It was irritating as I was so curious as to see where I was now. Again I tried to open my eyes, this time it worked and I was staring into a blinding white light.
"Hello?" I whispered, as I could not see properly yet,
"Don't strain yourself," the voice replied, I could hear him more clearly, he sounded Welsh, if I were dead, I would have expected Jack or the lady is white to be talking to me.
"Welsh?" I whispered, confused by his voice.
"Yes," he replied, he sounded really tired,
"I had not expected someone Welsh..." I muttered,
"And why not?" he asked, sounding confused by me.
Then I understood why he was confused, at last I could see, I wasn't in Heaven, not by a long shot. I finally saw the man that I had been having the strange conversation with, he looked quite young and he was shining a torch in my face, which explained why I had been so blinded, he was leaning over me as I lay down. I tried to sit up, but he gently pushed me down again.
"You are safe now," he said sternly, then looking over his shoulder,
"Where am I?" I asked.
Immediately I felt stupid for asking, most of my senses had returned, I was wrapped in a woollen blanket and lying down, I glanced to the side, my neck hurting as I did so, I could see the wood at the side of a lifeboat; I was safe, as Jack had wanted. I was curled up in a little ball, as small as I could physically be. The boat must have been full of people, though I was too exhausted to look, my head had started hurting. I sighed, laying my head against the wooden floor of the boat, staring at the side. My body was warm feeling in the blanket, but I could tell that my clothes were still damp. Then I suddenly remembered something and sat up quickly, feeling dizzy, I looked frantically about, wondering if all the people from collapsible B had made it.
"Harry?" I called out weakly, as it had been too difficult to try and make anyone out in this dim light, plus everyone was wearing blankets, giving them all a similar silhouette.
"I'm here!" he replied weakly,
He was lying down and it seemed like someone was sitting on his feet, though he didn't seem to care much, he was only a few feet away from me, so we could talk quite easily, he struggled into a sitting position.
"Thank God you are okay!" I said, nearly screaming with relief, only my voice was too weak.
"I thought you were dead," he said back, then he glanced away from me, "when you fell I thought that I had lost both of my new friends."
I stared at him for a second, and then I remembered, I looked down. I was glad that I was already sitting down as I knew that otherwise I might have fallen over, again.
"Jack," I muttered to myself, "is gone."
I swallowed, realising that I may cry, I quickly wiped my eyes, but then I had to choke back a sob as I felt the gloves that Jack had given me.
"Shit," I swore, remembering what Jack had said about crying, about it being a sign of weakness.
I could see that the sun had started to rise, it was a very optimistic looking morning, the sky was dark and the stars in the sky were still visible. I sat up straight, pulling the blanket further up on me. The light of the new dawn was reflecting off the water, small pieces of ice floated around the boat, I could see that people were calling out and waving their arms, as if they were trying to get the attention of something. I looked ahead of us and realised what it was, it was a ship, I could see grey smoke emerging from the single funnel. It was, of course, nowhere near as big as the Titanic, but from down in the lifeboats, sitting on the surface of the ocean, it looked quite big.
"Over here!" I heard someone shout from one of the other boats.
People were lighting things on fire, like papers and hats I assumed, and waving them in the air to get the attention of the ship as it slowed down. I could see people rushing about on the deck, pointing to all of us in the boats in the water, the lucky survivors of such a horrible disaster. They were probably wondering if this was all of the survivors, wondering how such a huge ship could be gone.
"We are saved!" I heard a woman call out, relief obvious in her voice.
Indeed we were saved, the worst night imaginable had just ended and I could see the ship that would save all of us, the ship that Jack had called to rescue us, the RMS Carpathia.
A/N: Short chapter, very sorry, but I'm a bit sick and not feeling up to writing at the minute.
