Truth, But No Logic-6

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Rose moaned softly as she woke. Her sleep had been a deep one; after Cal had handed her to Jack the blackness had swallowed her. She could hear voices: Jack's and Cal's. Rose couldn't understand how or for that matter why he was there. The voices were loud enough for her to make out what they were saying. It was an argument about something. Rose couldn't help but feel guilty when she realized it was about her.

"I'll wait until she wakes up. All I want is to see her," Cal said. His voice was insistent, but his eyes were pleading. Jack wasn't sure which to believe. "If she wants to see you," he said. "And if you explain how you ended up holding her on the beach." "I will if I can see her."

Rose quietly made her way into the kitchen. They were standing in the middle of the it. Jack's back was to her, but Cal's wasn't. Even so, neither noticed her presence. She touched Jack's arm lightly. "Jack," she said softly. Jack quickly turned to face her. "Rose," he said taking her hand, "Are you ok?"

"Of course I am." She smiled beautifully. Blinded by relief, Jack momentarily forgot about Cal, but Rose didn't. He was standing awkwardly at the other end of the kitchen. He looked very uncomfortable. Rose strode over to him.

Jack watched in shock as she hugged him. What in the hell is going on here? he wondered. Cal stared at Jack, his eyes mirroring Jack's shock. He couldn't understand why she was hugging him either.

As if she was reading their thoughts, Rose said, "I was drowning and you helped me." That was it? Jack couldn't believe it. Cal had saved Rose from drowning. "Yes, you had to have," Rose said. "There was no one else there."

Jack looked at Cal who nodded. Rose ended the hug and sat down in one of the chairs at the table. Jack sat beside her with Cal on the other side. Cal sat stiffly; he was unsure of what he should do. Rose was happy because he had helped her, but was that all it was? He knew that a relationship of that sort. However, he did hope that a friendship was possible.

Jack, on the other hand looked ready to skewer him with a toasting fork. Cal wondered uneasily, if he might just do that. Well, there was one consolation and that was that he was safe for awhile. Jack wouldn't skewer him with Rose in the room, that he was certain of.

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AN: Does anyone else think there is a resmblance between Cal and Darcy from Pride and Prejudice? Just wondering. Review