The next afternoon was bright and sunny, but it had no affect on Rose's somber mood. All that morning, memories had flowed back to her, filling in some of the blank pages, leaving her feeling exhausted and a little overwhelmed. She had been tempted to go to Jack and discuss them, but then remembered that she was supposed to be giving him space to sort out his own mixed feelings, so she had stayed indoors, taking care of Cora and filing each memory away to examine later. She just hoped that her mind would stay intact this time. She did not want a repeat of two years ago and this time really lose everything, everything being her daughter.

"Rose, darling. What are you still doing inside? It's a lovely day out! You should be outside in a park with little Cora here, not inside moping," Molly tsked as she entered the room to find Rose staring sadly at her reflection as she brushed her daughter's hair.

"I'm not really in the park mood, Molly. Besides, it's probably best that I stay inside. Less chance of me taking off if my memory decides to leave again," Rose sighed.

Molly frowned. She knew that Rose was not at her happiest at the moment with how things were with Jack and all, but she thought that the presence of baby Cora would help at least. Cora was the one bright spot in all of this mess, in her opinion. She placed her hands on her hips and shook her head. "I know Jack is a great guy and a looker, but no man is worth this much tears darling and don't you worry about that memory of yours. We'll get it sorted."

Rose felt weary. She didn't want to share the truth just yet about her memory returning. She didn't want Molly to force her to go to Jack with this, but she needed to talk to someone. "It's not Jack. It's...Titanic. I'm remembering things again and none of it good."

"Oh, Rose..."

"I can see why my brain wanted to block it out...I just hope it doesn't do so again. I might have lost Jack, but I can't lose my daughter and that'll happen if what happened two years ago happens again."

Molly placed a comforting hand on Rose's shoulder, wanting to soothe her fears. "Now don't you worry about that. Your ma and I are both here and we won't let you go off and disappear again. Trust me. You're as safe as houses, Rosie."

"It's so horrible, Molly. I...I don't know how Jack and I survived it all. I really don't."

"But you did. Remember that. You both came through it in one piece and now have both of your lives ahead of you. It's over now. Those memories, they are just that. Memories. They are nothing to be afraid of. Are you sure that you don't want to talk to Jack?"

"I am positive. I promised him that I would give him space and that's what I'm going to do. I just wish there was some way of knowing that the little boy survived."

Molly frowned, not getting what Rose was talking about. "What little boy?"

Rose sniffed as she looked away from her own reflection. "I have a memory of a flooded hallway and a little boy standing against the wall crying for his daddy."

"God almighty," Molly visibly paled, not liking what she was hearing. "What else do you remember?"

"Some man yelling at Jack and me about white star line property and being stuck behind a locked gate with a crowd of people."

"That sounds horrifying. Even more so than where your mother and I were at. No matter what your mind did what it did. That's a lot to process."

"And there's more. I know there is and I'm terrified. I don't know what to do, Molly...other than going to Jack."

Molly sat on Rose's bed and let out a long sigh. There was only one thing to do. "I think you should go see a head doctor, love. Just like the doctor in Denver suggested. Maybe he can give you some medication or give you some coping advice. I don't think Jack will be able to help you with this like he wanted. He couldn't the first time and I'm sure that he has his own traumas to deal with."

Rose simply nodded. She couldn't disagree. She needed to do something and soon before she lost her mind once again. "I think that's a good idea."

"Good. I'll start asking around for some suggestions. In the meantime, you need to get out of this room for a couple of hours and so those the little pumpkin here. You both have been stuck indoors since we left the Dawson farm yesterday. What you say about taking a walk? Maybe check out that pretty lake I spotted a few days ago.

"That sounds lovely. We could use some sunshine and getting out will take my mind off of things."

"Well, I suggest you get the little darling ready and grab your coat and then we'll be off," Molly chuckled, heading for her own room, leaving Rose to finish brushing Cora's hair and get her ready for an outing.

The lake was clear and sparkling and bustling with activity. People were either fishing or picnicking or just sitting down and drawing whatever caught their fancy. Rose smiled as Cora laughed and clapped at seeing all the people out and enjoying the day.

"We should have brought a light lunch with us, darlin. It's such a lovely day out here," Molly tsked, leading the way to an empty bench where Rose sat with Cora in her arms.

"I don't think I could eat anything if I tried," Rose sighed, looking out at the blue water. Looking at the lake now, it was hard to imagine it as a sheet of ice that one would go ice fishing in.

"Well, you have to eat something, Rosie. It's important to keep up your strength. For Cora's sake if not your own," Molly frowned, not liking the somberness in Rose's voice. She had hoped that the young mother would have cheered up some at the sight of the lake. Instead, she seemed worse.

"You know, Jack told me about this lake when we first met. He was ice fishing with his father when he fell through the ice. He said it was so cold, it felt like a thousand knives stabbing into your body and he was right. That night, when we ended up in the North Atlantic after Titanic sank, it was worse than one thousand knives. Jack nearly died feeling that pain. Yet he still kept it together when I couldn't."

"It must have been terrible for ya."

"It was. But I think this is worse. Losing my memory and then getting my life back, just to find that things may never be the same again. Yet, I still have these feelings and...it's like no time has passed at all."

"But time has passed. We've all lived two years without you and things have changed. Nothing is like it was and may never be again. The question is, can you live with that?"

"I don't have a choice, now do I? Even if Jack chooses me, our relationship will be different. I am just going to have to accept it and I have. I can live with or without Jack wanting me back. But I can't live without our daughter. She's what I'm afraid of losing."

Molly placed a confident hand on Rose's shoulder. "You will never need to worry about that, darlin."

Rose was about to thank Molly for her reassurance when she felt her heart sink at the sight of Hannah walking along the lake's edge by herself. She felt a sharp pang of guilt. Hannah would probably be with Jack right now if Rose hadn't arrived and mixed him up like this. "There's Hannah. Should I talk to her?"

"Whatever for?" Molly frowned, a little taken aback.

"I don't know. I just feel bad. Her relationship with Jack is up in the air because of me."

"That is not your fault, sugar."

"I know, but I feel like it is. I mean...it wasn't like I didn't kiss him back. It's not like I didn't want those kisses and it's not like I don't want him back. I do, very much. I should apologize for that much anyway."

"I see it this way. You loved him first and you were his wife. If what happened to you hadn't, you would still be together and by all rights, he is still your husband. You don't have to apologize to anyone for loving and wanting to kiss your husband, love."

"But still...it can't be easy for her."

"Well, it's definitely not easy for you. None of this is. Besides, you are always going to be a part of Jack's life. You're the mother of his child. She will just have to deal with that."

"I should go say something, though. After all, if he chooses her, she will be Cora's step-mother. I want to keep things cordial for Cora's sake at least."

"Well, it looks like you won't have to go to her, darlin. She's coming to you," Molly snorted as she watched Hannah spot them and slowly make her way over, as if talking to Rose was the last thing she wanted to do, but had no choice.

"Hello, Molly. Rose," Hannah simply stated as she approached them. "Fancy meeting you two here, of all places."

"Well, it is a public lake, darlin," Molly chuckled. "Rose here was having some bad memories, so we decided to come here to get some sun and lighten her mood some. Plus, the fresh air is good for little Cora here."

"You have Cora?" Hannah eyed Rose, surprised to see the child somewhere without Jack. She looked around, wondering if he was somewhere in the vicinity.

"Yes, Jack allowed me to have her for a few days while he...did some thinking. It was very kind of him. I don't think I'd be able to go without seeing her at least once a day," Rose explained.

Hannah felt like stating that Rose had gone two years without setting eyes on Cora and was just fine, but she refrained. Molly was there and would probably have a few words for her if she did such a thing, plus Jack would find out and not be happy with her, plus it would just be rude.

"Well, I'm sure that she's excited to be spending so much time with her mommy," Hannah smiled at Cora, gently touching her cheek.

Rose simply smiled, feeling awkward. She had no idea what to do or say to this girl that was the rival for Jack's affection. What could she say? Ugh, if only this girl was a horrible person like Caledon Hockley. It would be so much easier for all of them! "Hannah...I want to apologize for everything. I never meant to come between you and Jack."

"You really want to talk about this now? In front of Cora?" Hannah stared at Rose in disbelief. Really, she didn't know if there was anything that Rose could say to make any of this better. She knew that Rose wasn't at fault. Heck, even Jack wasn't to blame really. In fact, she had known all about Rose when she had gotten involved with Jack and wondered if should Rose return, if Jack would return to the marriage. So this whole situation was really no surprise.

"Shouldn't we talk about it? Maybe not in front of Cora, but wouldn't it be best if we cleared the air between us?"

"Perhaps."

"I'll take Cora to look at those ducks over there," Molly excused herself, feeling that Hannah had a point about not talking in front of Cora, even though the child probably wouldn't understand.

"Thank you, Molly," Rose nodded, thankful for the older woman.

Once Molly was out of earshot, Hannah and Rose faced each other in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. Finally, it was Hannah who began.

"Are you still in love with him? Tell the truth, I'm a big girl. I can take it," Hannah folded her arms, hoping that she didn't sound like she was accusing Rose of anything, yet still hearing an accusatory tone in her voice.

"I am not going to lie. Yes, I am still in love with Jack. I can't help it. It feels like it's been a few days, not a few years and to be honest...I would probably be in love with him after two years. What we went through...it was intense and it obviously has formed a bond and I don't regret that I can't."

"Well that's good to know. That you don't regret wanting my fiancee."

"Actually, he's still my husband. We're still married. For now."

"That's right. For now."

"Look, what do you want me to say? How can I make this better?"

"I never said that I wanted you to say anything."

"Well then, why did you come over here?"

"I just wanted to say hello to Cora...okay, maybe I did want to see how you expected this to end? If you actually believe that Jack would choose you over me."

"I don't know how this will end or who Jack will choose. I'm not stupid. I know that I've hurt him terribly. I know that I've lost his trust and that's a big thing with Jack. He trusted me and I betrayed that. It doesn't matter that I had a mental breakdown or not, it's how he feels. That may be something that he can't get over and even if he does choose me...that trust will never be the same again. So no, I don't expect him to choose me over you, in fact, I don't even hope for it. All I can do is deal with the returning memories, concentrate on my bond with Cora, and hope for the best. The only thing I expect from Jack, even if I don't deserve it is friendship."

"Friendship?" Hannah couldn't help the disbelief written all over her face. How could anyone know what it was like to be loved by Jack Dawson and only want friendship? "So you're saying, even if Jack chooses me, you will back off and just be happy with his friendship and your role as his daughter's mother?"

"That's exactly what I am saying. I love him enough to want him to be happy, even if it's not with me. Can you say the same?"

"Of course. In fact, when Jack told me you had come back, I told him that if he wanted to be with you I would step aside. I wouldn't fight his decision. He knows that. In fact, I think you heard me tell him just that. I just want Jack to be happy."

"Well, so do I."

Hannah sighed and took a step back. She had said all that she was going to say. "I don't dislike you, by the way. In fact, I hope that Jack will be able to help you handle the return of your memories. They're a part of who you are. You deserve to be whole. I wish you, luck. I just don't wish you Jack."

Rose couldn't help but laugh. "I don't dislike you, either. I think if we didn't want the same guy, we would have become friends."

"Yeah. But we do want the same guy. That complicates things."

"Let's make a deal. There will be no hard feelings, no matter who Jack may choose. If he chooses you, I won't make a big deal out of it and will continue with my role as Cora's mother and that's it. If he chooses me, you step back and be his friend, and move on with your life. Does that sound good?"

Hannah nodded and offered her hand for a shake. "It's a deal."

Feeling a little better about the situation, Rose shook her hands, sealing the deal. No matter who Jack chose, the girls felt that the world wouldn't end. They both had a place, whether it was with Jack or not.