Jack and Rose were still lying on the floor in each other's arms. They knew that they would've to get up, but neither wanted to leave the other.

"I guess I better leave now," Jack said, but instead of getting up just tightened his arms around her.

"Mmh…"

Jack began kissing her neck again, while Rose happily closed her eyes.

"I thought that you wanted to go," she got out.

"Well I changed by mind," he simply told her smiling at her once more.

They continued kissing each other, completely caught up.

No one exactly thought of looking on the clock to see about the time.

When the doorbell rang, Rose almost got a heart attack.

"Oh my god," she choked out shocked.

"I thought that your husband wouldn't come until midnight?"

"Jack, please my husband has a key. He wouldn't knock on the door," she laughed over his silliness.

"Oh of course…sorry I wasn't thinking."

"I know, I forgive you…" she laughed.

Jack drew her for another kiss.

The knock on the door deepened.

"And now who's at the door?" Jack angrily asked.

"Who's there?" Rose asked out aloud.

"It's me Molly, dear and your mother. We just wanted to see, if you're alright."

"Can we come in, dear?" her mother's voice.

Jack shook his head.

"Yes, sure…just…wait a minute…" she shouted, standing up, while Jack tried to hold her back.

"No…Jack…please, we've to…"

She finally succeeded in losing his grip and managed to gather her clothes together, hastily putting them on.

Jack on the other hand had really no intention to do the same.

"Jack, you've to dress up as well," she told him. "Please do it for me…"

"Alright…," he reluctantly answered standing up too.

Rose had remembered getting dressed to be a lot easier, but in her haste she simply didn't manage to get the buttons on her dress done.

"Let me," Jack offered.

"Is everything alright with you dear?" she heard Molly.

"Sure, I'm ready…in a minute…"

"Thank you," she whispered to Jack giving him a kiss on the cheek.

She had at least so much sense left to at least brush her hair.

"You look wonderful," Jack told her, when she was on her way to the door.

Outside Molly and Ruth were waiting impatiently.

"Rose honey, everything alright…?"

"Of course Molly…just…"

Rose helped Jack finishing dressing up as well and finally managed to move up to the door.

While Rose opened the door Jack moved to another room, so that he wouldn't be seen by Molly and Ruth.

"Hello you two, I'm sorry it took me so long…I was just…preoccupied," she told them trying to make her voice sound normal.

"I see," Ruth simply got out wondering what this was all about.

Ruth had immediately noticed Rose's hair being not really in place.

"Can we come in?" Molly asked.

"Of course…"

Once inside Rose nervously bit her lip.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well your husband called us Rose. He said that we should look after you, if everything is alright with you," Molly explained to her.

"Yes, he seemed to be really worried about you," Ruth added.

Henry was worried about her?

Now Rose almost felt guilty.

"Really? Well as you can see there's nothing wrong. You really didn't need to come here."

Molly and Ruth however weren't convinced.

"I was just reading and…"

"Alone?" Molly asked startling her.

"What?"

"Where you…are you alone?"

"Of cour…," she began, but she never got the chance to finish her sentence.

"No, she isn't," Jack finished for her.

Ruth's jaw dropped, while Molly's mouth turned into a smile.

"Jack?"

"Mr. Dawson what are you doing here?"

Instead of answering her right away, Jack moved up to Rose and took her in his arms.

Rose wasn't facing her mother and Molly now, but simply burying her face in his shirt.

"Rose and I are together again," he stated loud and calm.

Molly's face lit up at hearing his words.

"But you're both married," Ruth choked out.

"Ruth, please…" Molly scolded her.

"Mrs. Dewitt Bukater I know that too, so there's no need to remember me. I love your daughter Mrs. Dewitt Bukater and I don't want to spend another day without her," Jack firmly told her hugging Rose closer.

"But Mr. Dawson, your wife she…"

"I'm going to talk to her later," Jack was trying to sound calm.

That was really none of her concern.

"Ruth, really…let's stop this now," Molly told her instead.

Ruth realized that she was overruled for now and decided to let it be.

Molly immediately went up to Rose and Jack.

"I'm so happy for you two," she told them. "Tell me Jack what did finally change your mind?"

"Nothing special," Jack only answered knowing the Rose wouldn't have wanted him to tell them the truth.

"Oh never mind," Molly just got out and then suddenly thought of something. "Have you got champagne or something like that at home Rose?"

"I could offer sparkling wine," she said. "But for what?" she asked perplexed.

"Well for celebrating honey," Molly told her.

Rose just shook her head, but still got a bottle from the kitchen, while Jack helped her.

"Is this really necessary Molly?" Ruth scolded her meanwhile, but of course Molly didn't react at all.

While they were standing with their glasses in hands, Henry returned.

"Darling…I'm home…"

He just heard Molly say something about congratulations, but didn't grasp the full sentence.

"What's going on here?" he wanted to know.

Jack immediately let go of Rose's hand. Luckily Henry hadn't noticed.

"Mr. Dawson what are you doing here?" Henry wondered.

However he didn't seem to notice the sparkles between his wife and Jack.

"We met him on our way here and ask him to come with us," Ruth explained stepping in to his rescue.

Jack looked at her confused remembering how she had detested him on the Titanic.

Ruth however just watched Henry.

"What were you doing?" he asked further.

"Oh Henry darling…we were just…well…," Rose mumbled thinking of a good excuse.

"We were just celebrating that Rose is finally better and that everything is back to normal now," Molly said looking knowingly at Jack and Rose while she got out the last words.