Hi, so here is another chapter-We know only have nine more chapters left of this story and we head directly into the action part.

Disclaimer-Nothing here is mine just the character of Isabella.

Any historical inaccuracies that exist in this chapter or any other I apologise.

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And there are some little M mentions in this chapter but this is still firmly a T rating.

Some Kind Of Tomorrow.

Chapter 11-Downstairs, Upstairs.

Isabella and Tommy spend time together completely unaware of the danger that is occurring below decks. In doing so they meet with some old friends. Some M mentions.

The shudder that had awoken Isabella didn't seem to be on her mind as she tugged him down the hallway. They had to duck into a sideway as some girl opened the door to speak to a steward about a shutter and Isabella rolled her eyes grinning at him. Tommy leaned forwards cupped her face in his one hand and kissed her. Her tongue probed his mouth and he thought discovery be damned he was all for throwing her up against the wall and taking her there and then in the First Class corridor.

He had been gentle, he had been delicate and he had been soft with her. He had been conscious that she was younger than he was and considerably less experienced than she was and that he was (despite all that she was saying) still wondering when the other shoe was going to drop and this dream would be over.

But there had been something between them when he had entered her and when they had made love slowly and surely and achingly pleasurable. The bed really had been as soft as he had thought it was and he had fallen asleep wrapped up in her, her hair in his face and her legs entangled with his and yet he had woken up when she had woken up.

It had been that shudder.

There was nothing too it he supposed. Perhaps it was an engine malfunction. This was Titanic—it was the Ship of Dreams. It was the Unsinkable Ship and therefore the humming would start again and they would continue upon their path to New York, to freedom, to life and to love.

"Tom" she said in between kisses. "Get out of your head and come with me. I have something to show you. You think the room was impressive, wait until you see this"

They ducked out of the hallway and carried on down the stairs and down winding corridors. Most of the toff's were either drinking, dancing or in bed and she was determined in where she was leading him too—a room of the corner of another corridor. It was locked.

"Damn"

"Nah" he said and he pulled the hairpin from her hair so that it fell loose again around her face.

"Done this before haven't I?"

"Oh yes?" she said with an eyebrow raise. "And pray tell me with which girl's hairpin have you done this before with?"

He winked at her and the door unlocked. Isabella touched his arm and went into the darkness turning the lights on and then nodded.

"Come in and lock the door behind you"

He did just that and was assaulted with the warmth of the place.

"What is this?"

"Harem"

"Beg pardon?"

"Steam room and pool for the ladies. Hot water galore and steam to sweat out your pours. All the ladies strip naked and let the hot air get to their skin"

Tommy have a vivid image of Isabella lying on one of the stone benches naked and sweaty and had to swallow least he drop his hat.

"So you come in here…and…"

"Oh yes" she said with such a nonchalance and a sugary kind of sweetness that you would have had to have been a complete and utter moron not to notice it.

"And sometimes I would lie on that very same stone, all alone and sad and I would slid my hand down between my breasts and I would touch my—" she was cut of abruptly by Tommy who had grabbed her again his hand sliding down her waist to her arse and grabbing it as he kissed her again.

"You utter tease" he said in between kissing.

"I know" she said smugly. "Come on…I want to show you the steam room. You know, you do not need to wear clothes in that room at all. And then there is an cold room and—"

"Steam room should be just fine you minx" he said as he pressed a kiss to the mark on her neck that he had given her before. Isabella gave a soft keen her hands already reaching for his trousers and Tommy grinned.

"You like?"

"Of course I do. I do not know how I existed without it"

"Good God I've created a lustful monster"

She laughed out loud throwing her head back so that beautiful neck was exposed and Tommy bit it again her laugh turning into a throaty moan that shot straight downwards through his bloodstream to his pants. He picked her up and carried her into the room that was filled with a lovely lavender scented steam and he threw his clothes outside the door. Hers too.

This time he was pleased to see, she had chosen a dress that he could get her out of easily (as well as her jacket and her bag) and the steam room (empty at this time of night) covered them up and their noises of complete and utter bliss.

And he forgot all about the shudder that had knocked the ship's engines out.

Eventually though you had to get out of that kind of heat and after Tommy carried her out and laid her down on the stone bench and after a brief twenty minutes or so that they had spent kissing and touching and licking they had gotten clean in the ice bath and gotten dressed. There was still nobody about even though they had been there for more than forty minutes or so but Tommy found that he was getting worried about the amount of noise that the ship was not generating. Perhaps they had broken down? Perhaps they were going to have to stay here for a while until a ship could rush out to met them to provide necessary repairs.

That was all very well and good but he assumed at some point Bruce Ismay was going to come looking for his niece and Tommy was not sure what would happen when he did. He trusted Isabella, he loved Isabella and he wanted to be with Isabella regardless of the consequences that their actions were sure to have and he believed now that she felt the same thing. But the reality was that he could not get the image of her mother out of his mind. If Bruce Ismay could be that cruel to his own sister, if he could put his family name and reputation and his own career before his own baby sister's happiness then he was not sure what the bastard would do to the niece he had made no secret of saying he despises.

Isabella tucked their hands together.

"Come on, let's get some air"

He nodded and she took him out onto the deck breathing in the cold air.

There were stars in the sky and he remembered once upon a very long time ago that his Ma had told him that to get your hearts desire you had to wish upon them. He looked up at the stars that were shining in the night sky over the Atlantic Ocean dark and glittering and dangerous and wished with all his heart that he could get his heart's desire and that he could spend the rest of his life with this woman standing next to him her head on his shoulders.

How did it go? For richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish and to obey, till death do us part?

Yes, that sounded nice.

All of it.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked him quietly and he tore his eyes away from the stars and down to her face that was still flushed from their lovemaking and the steam and he kissed her again this time on the hand that was linked with his.

"You"

"Oh?"

"I was thinking I want a life with you"

She raised one eyebrow and he was hyper aware that he was on the deck of the ship and there were people milling around gossiping and talking and living.

"Good thing that I am planning on getting of this ship with you then isn't it?"

He gazed at her.

"Yeah?"

"Yes of course. I would have thought that was obvious"

He cracked a grin at her.

"Darling nothing about you is obvious"

She had the grace to laugh at that and he kissed her his hands coming around her waist. He found that now he wanted to ask her the question that had been burning away in his stomach for such a long time. It was fast and it was furious and he was achingly aware that he had known her for only a few days but he could not help himself. This was the woman he knew, he knew, deep in her bones that he was destined to be with from now until the Good Lord called him Home.

And so he asked her.

"Isabella…will you do me the extraordinary honour of being my wife?"

She gazed up at him her eyes very wide and so full of love and then she smiled.

"Yes"

The thing inside him that was cracked and pouring out love for her—it might have been his heart it was hard to tell—was alive. Nothing, nothing could interrupt this moment as he pulled her close and kissed her. It was light and gentle and he tucked her head under his shoulder and embraced her.

"I love you" he said breathing in her hair that was mingled with the smell of lavender and that hair oil that she used.

"I love you too" she said into his shirt.

"I have a ring" he said finally.

She pulled back surprise written on her face.

"You do?"

"Yes. It's…it's my mothers. It's not Tiffany or Diamonds or whatever it is that you upper class rich girls expect."

"Just give it to me" she said rolling her eyes.

He dug around his pocket pleased to see that it was still there. One way or another he had been carrying this ring around since his mother had been called home and Tommy thought that it was only by sheer divine intervention that he had not lost it by now. Of course his mother had probably known that…she had always known what was going on. He thought for one heartbeat of a second about what she would say at this moment and he thought that for all her eye rolls and scandalous gasps at his behaviour she would love the woman standing in front of him her eyes full of love.

The ring was a simple battered Welsh gold band and he held it out for her to see. In it was one small pearl and sapphire clustered together. Isabella held out her left hand and though his fingers were trembling he managed to slip it on her finger.

"Perfect" she said her own voice filled with wonder.

"Yeah looks it" he said trying to act nonchalant.

"I love you" she said again.

He was about to reply when he heard a cry.

"TOMMY!"

Bloody Jack Dawson.

He turned around to see Jack Dawson hurrying up looking concerned. He too was holding the red head's hand and Tommy realised that despite his cynical view of the world it seemed that they had both gotten the girl of their dreams.

Huh. This ship really was magical.

It was only as he looked at Jack that he took in the rest of the ship.

Huge chunks of ice were scattered around the deck and every crew member seemed to have disappeared.

"Jack" he said embracing the man. "Has something happened?"

"An iceberg" red-head said. "It grazed the side of the ship but we think it might be more than that"

"An iceberg?" Isabella said her eyes widening. "Well that explains why the engines have stopped"

"Mr Andrews was talking to a couple of the officers as they headed towards the Captain's cabin" she said. "And he was talking about life-boats. It sounded quite serious"

"There are not enough lifeboats for all passengers" Isabella said quietly. "Mr Andrews wanted it and my Uncle thought it would cost to much money and that it would clog up the sides of the ship unnecessarily" she shared a dark look with the red-headed girl and Tommy realised that Jack's girl knew enough about Bruce Ismay to have a dim opinion of him and he felt his respect for her rise.

"It's probably just a precaution but do you know where Fabi is?"

"Probably with the blonde girl he likes so much" Tommy said with a shrug. "Either way Jack I'm not sure we should be interrupting them. It seems like it has been a night of revelations for all of us"

Isabella and the red-head shot him identical looks of disapproval and Tommy caught Jack's eye who looked as if he was doing his damn hardest not to laugh. They were young, they were in love and it felt like they could take on the world. He only hoped that Fabrizio and Helga were having the same luck because he liked the Italian and he liked to think that they could all get of this Ship of Dreams with the women that they loved.

"We should go and see my mother and Cal"

"Do you think that is wise?" Isabella asked. "Rose if they find you…if Cal finds you then…"

"I am not afraid" Rose said waving her hand in the air as if the mighty anger of Caldon Hockney and her mother Ruth DeWitt Bukater was nothing. Tommy noticed that Jack did not look that confident and he couldn't blame him in the slightest. He knew that if he was coming face to face with Bruce Ismay he would be trying to show confidence and wouldn't be coming even close to feeling it.

"Find Fabi for me will you?" Jack said clasping him on the shoulder. "And Helga if he's with her and then…then why don't we meet here? I have a feeling that whatever's happened we don't want to be on the lower decks"

"If there loading the lifeboats it will be woman and children first" he said. Between the two of them though was an unspoken agreement that if they did lower the lifeboats tonight it would be the first class woman and children that would get the seats. Third class would be left to fend for themselves regardless. Third class always was. It was their lot in life.

"They will not need to" Isabella said shaking her dark head. "This is the ship that is supposed to be unsinkable. Mr Andrews worries unnecessarily.

Tommy nodded. This ship was heralded as the Unsinkable Ship. There would be nothing that would stop her from getting to her destination.

But looking at Jack's face he felt a flicker of worry. Perhaps it was best to get Fabrizio and Helga and get out of the lower decks. He could wake Declan and Mary and the rest while he was down there. Besides anywhere that put distance between themselves and Bruce Ismay was a good idea.

"Do you want to go and get your Uncle?" he asked quietly.

"No" Isabella said. "I do fear you are overreacting."

Tommy caught Jack's eye and thought that perhaps Jack wasn't.

But this was Titanic.

An iceberg was nothing.

Surely?

An iceberg was nothing.

And there is this chapter, I hope that you enjoy it and I will do my best to bring you the next one sooner rather than later.

Next Chapter-Fabrizio and Helga spend some time together discussing their future as they too feel a shudder run through the ship. What comes next will change their lives.