Chapter Four

Rose Revealed

"Can you believe it?" Jack asked Rose later that day after they had settled into their room.

"Believe what?"

"Can you believe that my uncle is rich? I guess I am on of the Boston Dawsons just like Mr. Astor said."

"He never said that you were, he just asked if you were." Rose pointed out. "Besides, we're in New York, not Boston."

"Well, it just so happens that the headquarters to my uncle's business is in Boston, he's just staying in New York on a prolonged business trip."

"How do you know?"

"He told me." Jack said.

"Great for you," Rose said feeling a bit annoyed.

"Hon, what's wrong?"

"It's just that I'm worried about Cal finding us here. I mean your uncle wants to have an article done on you. What if Cal sees it and then he comes to find us?"

"Rose, I promise you, Cal will never hurt you again, and if he does I'll give him what's coming to him." Jack assured her.

~Knock knock~

"Who is it?" Jack asked.

"Charles, sir," they heard Charles say from the other side of the closed door.

"Oh, well, do come in." Jack said.

"Sir, Mr. Stefan has asked me to ask you to join him for a bit of supper before he heads out." Charles said after stepping into the well-lit room.

"Where is he going?" Jack inquired.

"I believe he has an engagement with one of his clients." Charles said.

"Very well, please tell him that we'll be down in a moment." Jack said.

"Yes, sir," Charles said before closing the door again.

"Well, I see that you clean up nice, nephew." Stefan said when Jack and Rose emerged in the dining room a few minutes later.
"Thank you, uncle," Jack said as he and Rose sat across from Stefan at the long table.

"Well, look at this, a young, Philadelphia debutante died in the sinking of Titanic." Stefan said picking up that day's copy of the New York Times. "That's such a shame."

"Who was she?" Rose asked as she began to shake a bit.

"A seventeen year old name Rose DeWitt Bukater, it says here that she was engaged to Nathan Hawkley's son Cal." Stefan said shaking his head.

"Excuse me," Rose said before dashing off down the hall where she locked herself in the bathroom.

"What's wrong with her?" Stefan asked.

"I don't know, but I'll go and see." Jack said before getting up and heading towards the bathroom where Rose was and knocked softly.

"Go away," he heard Rose's voice say. It sounded as if she had been crying.

"Rose, darling, it's okay. I think that we should just tell Uncle Stefan the truth." Jack said.

"But, what will he think?"

"I don't care about what he'll think. All I care about is you." Jack said.

"Okay," Rose said emerging from the bathroom teary eyed.

"Uncle Stefan, can we talk to you?" Jack asked as they both walked into the dining room again.

"Sure, but you'll have to make it rather quick."

"Okay, you know the girl you just read about?"

"Miss DeWitt Bukater?"

"Yes," Jack said.

"What about her?"

"She's not dead."

"How do you know?"

"Because I am Rose DeWitt Bukater." Rose said from beside Jack.

"What?"

"It's true, uncle. We met on the Titanic and fell in love. We are trying to hide from Cal Hawkley because he wants me dead if not both of us by now." Jack said.

"I wish you had said something before."

"Can you help us?"

"I can help you change you names but that's the best that I can do."

"That will do fine." Jack assured him.

"Alright, I get some of the things that I'll need on the way back from my meeting." Stefan said as he picked up his coat.

"And Uncle Stefan?" Jack asked.

"Yes?" Stefan asked just before he walked out the door.

"Thanks," Jack said, smiling.

"Your welcome," Stefan said as he opened the door and walked out.