"Look who I brought," Jack said in a sing songy voice. He entered with Maddie in his arms.

Rose was reading but put her book down as soon as she heard Jack enter. "Well isn't this a surprise," she said with a smile, as she kissed both Jack and Maddie. "Why aren't you at school?"

"Well, Maddie was asked to go home, because she punched a boy at school," said Jack, with his arms crossed.

Rose frowned. "You punched another child?" Maddie nodded slowly, waiting for her mother's response. "Why?"

"He was bullying me. He was saying mean things to other boys and girls and then he did it to me."

"Maddie, it's never okay to hit anybody. Ever," said Rose. "So what I want you to do is write him a note saying you're sorry."

"Why am I sorry? He was being mean!"

Rose looked at her daughter. She felt unqualified for this conversation. Josie never got into situations like this, but Rose did. She spat in Cal's face, and when Cal had raped her, she fought back. So how was she supposed to tell her daughter that hitting is never okay? Regardless, she needed to say this for her daughter's sake. If she didn't, maybe she would be suspended for longer. "Because when you do something wrong, you need to apologize. And what you did wasn't okay. Do you understand?"

"No," said Maddie. She crossed her arms.

"Listen, I understand why you were upset. But if this happens, you have to tell your teacher or another grown up. You can't hit someone if they're mean to you."

"Fine," said Maddie.

"And, I'm afraid I'm going to have to say… you're grounded for three days," said Jack.

Emma peeked her head into the room. "Hey, I got your call. Maddie, you ready sweetie?"

"Yeah," said Maddie. She kissed Rose's cheek and followed Emma out the door.

Jack leaned back in his chair and looked over at Rose, who was deep in thought. "What is it?"

"I don't know," said Rose. "I just think… the children have been through so much with the accident and you doing laps between the house and here. Maybe this isn't the time to be laying down the law and punishing them."

"Well, I was going to make it a week," said Jack. He sighed and put his head in his hands. "What's this really about?"

"I know she shouldn't have hit that boy, I know that. But when I was saying that it's never right to hit someone… I felt like a fraud."

"What? Why?" Jack asked, not understanding.

"Because when Cal just said something, I spat in his face. I pushed him, I pushed my mother out the front door of the house… and when Cal… f-forced himself on me… I fought back."

"Well of course you did," said Jack. He sat on the edge of Rose's bed and took her hands in his. "We both know you were right to do that. That was self defense. And when Maddie's old enough to understand the difference, and to understand the grey area here, we'll teach her that."

Rose looked down. "I know."

"Can I ask you a question?" Jack asked, and Rose nodded. "Do you still think about it often? Cal, what he did?"

"No, I guess not," said Rose. "I think about it a little every time the day it happened comes around-"

"April tenth? This happened on April tenth?"

Rose furrowed her eyebrows. "Wait, what? How did you know that?"

"Because every year, you have a bit of a dark day. I've never asked you about it because I just assumed it was just you thinking about Titanic," he said. Jack sighed and squeezed her hands tightly. "This happened two days before we met?"

"Yes," said Rose. She looked down and sighed. "Please don't be upset that I didn't tell you. I just… never wanted to talk about it again and… it felt silly still being upset about it thirteen years later."

"I'm not upset," said Jack. "And you could never be silly, I promise."

"Okay, I have a question," said Rose, and Jack nodded. "When do I get to be the calm, stable one in this relationship?"

Jack laughed. "Oh, come on. You've been the stable one before. Let me think… oh, I got it! When we first moved to Philadelphia, you were the one who provided us with a home and money and everything we needed, and when we visited Jena and she was sick, you convinced me she'd be okay. And besides, I could never have done half of what you've done."

"What do you mean?" Rose asked.

"Well, first with your mother, then with Hockley, and I mean both his physical and emotional abuse. You gave us our children, no matter how hard it was for you, and you survived this accident, and you deal with me every day."

"I love you," said Rose. Jack lay down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and Rose wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest. "You know what I'm excited for?"

"What, sweetheart?"

"The day that we're home, in this exact position, with all four of our children downstairs, happy and healthy."

Jack smiled and kissed the top of her head. "It'll happen. It will."

"I know, and I can't wait."

Jack and Rose stayed there together until Jena walked into the room. She was rolling the baby warmer, and inside was baby Olivia. She was getting so much bigger. "Thought you might want to see her before I take her to the nursery for the night."

Rose smiled and picked her up. "She's so much bigger."

"You know what we never did? Give her a middle name," said Jack, holding the baby's hand.

"I know, and I had a few thoughts on that," said Rose. She took Jack's hand in hers. "I was thinking… Cora."

Jack smiled. "What?"

"Olivia Cora," said Rose with a smile. "Do you like it?"

Jack kissed her passionately. "I love it," he said, thinking about Cora. "I still think about her, you know. She deserved so much better."

"You're right," said Rose. "When we were running around, I was trying to look for her, hoping we could find a way to save her. I had this vision of us surviving and taking her in, taking care of her… I guess it wasn't meant to be."

Jack wiped a tear from his eye, and Rose wrapped her arm around him. "I'm okay, I promise."

Rose kissed Jack's cheek, and Jena walked in. "Okay, I'm going to take Olivia back to the nursery, and Jack, visiting hours are over."

Jack laughed. "Hey, Jen, remember when we were like, twelve, and you broke Dad's civil war gun replica? And I took the fall for you? It's payback time. I'm going to stay with Rose."

"You can stay with Rose for one more hour."

"Deal," said Jack. Rose nuzzled into his chest. After what felt like two minutes, Jena returned.

"Alright, now it's time to leave. Come on, you'll be able to come back first thing in the morning. Say goodnight, Rose."

Jack sighed. "Goodnight, Rose," he said. He leaned down and kissed her, then left.

"Can I get you anything before I head home for the night?" Jena asked.

"You can get me home to my husband," said Rose.

"Soon enough, I promise," said Jena.

Jena left, and Rose lay down to go to sleep. She sighed, closed her eyes, and thought of when she would be back home, with the rest of her family.