FOR ALL OF YOU THAT READ CONNECTION, THIS IS THE PART THAT
GOES WITH THE CHOICE OF RATING THAT DIDN'T LOAD!!!!!
Jack walked briskly across the worn
decks of Titanic. Had it been this many
Years that she sank, killing innocent third class
passengers, putting the rich bastards
to good use, pulling apart families that thought they would
survive? Yes, it had
been that many years. Seventy-Four damn lonely years…
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"Rose dear,
you must awaken. He is waiting…
He is
waiting…
He is
waiting…"
"Rose
slowly sat up in her bed. She knew it was he, calling her home, to the water
depths of Hell. Yet, as she thought, it would not be hell for he would be with
her…
She could
feel his warm breath on her neck. He was near, and she wished to touch him. It
had been long since she had felt his body press against her in a relationship
she could not comprehend. It was a connection. A connection between them that
went farther than touch…
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Jack looked
down the dark hall of the Grand staircase. The music, the voices, the memories…
"Nearer, my God to thee…"
The notes
rang in his mind as he descended the polished stairs. Then after all the
screams, all the thoughts, he changed. F Deck. It had only seemed like minutes.
His spirit had traveled to that fateful deck. Then he saw it. The room. Their
room…
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"Grandma
Rose, wake up please Grandma…"
Crying met
the long gone ears. The spirit rose above the room. Looking onto the dead and
the family.
"Let them
cry." Thought Rose. "I have no choice in my destiny now. I will see him…"
Then the
spirit turned and left, reappearing on the sea…
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How long
ago had it been since they had seen each other? It had been long since the
night. The night where they felt they had committed their purpose, in that
sacred room on the F deck, where they had made their connection.
Both
remembered the night. So loving, Gentle, committing was Jack. As they lay on
the cushioned floor, he felt her in such a gentle way. As sweat rolled of his
face, he felt Rose's heart beat in her chest with anticipation as he looked
into her innocent eyes. Her eyes were filled with a longing, a want, that she knew
was being fulfilled.
Rose sighed. This was a love that did
go farther than touch… Again, the connection…
Jack
touched her chest with such gentleness, such love. It made their hunger grow
stronger, and stronger, knowing it must be answered. The passion, the heat; it
was all brought together in one kiss. One kiss that would seal the connection.
The kiss felt like it would last for a lifetime…
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The spirit
of rose sank below the waves, searching, gaining on Titanic. The water turned
to a pure crystal clear as she floated deeper, deeper, to the bottom, to the
once glorious ship; the great Titan of the century. Rose's feet softly landed
on the eaten away decks.
"Nearer, my God to Thee…"
Rose spun around, expecting to see the band. Shaking her
head at her foolishness, she began walking to the main staircase.
"No!
It's the wrong way! Come back…"
Oh, to hear his voice! Rose shook
the memories from her head and continued walking. Her spirit, no longer old,
and of young nature, stepped down flight after flight of those glorious stairs,
remembering, hearing things she had never heard or knew of.
"God Almighty…"
It was her mother. The bitch, thought Rose. Rose
blinked away the thought a stopped. She could feel a presence. Some one was
breathing close to her. She smiled and turned, finding no one by her. She kept
on walking until she saw the room. Their room. Then her ears caught a sound. A
heart she knew she had heard, and felt before. Jack, Jack is here. She put her
ear against the door. Surly he must be in here.
Rose slowly opened the door. She
took a few steps in until she was in the center of the room. She looked through
out the whole room. Jack was gone. Rose floated over to a porthole on the wall.
No one. She was alone. Suddenly, she felt a presence. She could feel him
breathing on her throat, she could smell his cologne. She felt his heart beat
through the water. Strong arms surrounded her. The embrace was too much. Rose
smiled as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"So, you want to go to a real
party?"
Jack closed the door with his foot.
The connection was complete
