Back to Brittanic
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Author's Note: In 1923 Rose suffers an accident and goes into a coma. There, she finds herself on the decks of Brittanic, Titanic's sister ship.
Chapter 1: On Brittanic
Rose came to to the sound of crashing waves and the smell of the sea air. She realized something was very wrong. She opened her eyes, moaning slightly at the pain the light from the setting sun brought her.
"About time you're awake." A female, American voice said from her side. She looked toward the voice.
"Who are you?" She asked, looking at the owner of the voice, a young girl with jeans and a powder blue shirt that read "Time Travelers" on it.
"I'm just someone who accompanies time travlers such as yourself. My name's Faye." She said, sitting at the foot of the cot and crossing her denim clad legs.
"Time travelers?" Rose inquired, pushing herself up into a sitting position.
"Yeah. You're on board the HMHS Brittanic, the biggest ship on the seas, for now." Faye informed her, pushing her short, Irish Setter hair behind her ear.
Rose looked around, the sights that she saw confirmed that Faye was right. She saw the lifeboat davits and the cot-lined Promenede deck.
"This ship seems familar. It's like I was here before." Rose told Faye, looking around.
"Well, it would probably be familar to someone that was on Titanic. This is her sister ship you know."
"Did you say Titanic?" Rose said, going pale with fear and going dry in the mouth.
"Yeah. Uh-oh, you were on Titanic weren't you?" Faye said, realizing that what she said might have been the wrong thing to say.
"Are you okay?" Faye asked, noticing Rose's pale face.
"I think I'm going to-" Rose said, before she was cut off by a overpowering wave of nausea. Luckily Faye grabbed a bucket from nearby or there would've been a mess.
"I hope no one needed this bucket." Faye said, throwing the contents of the bucket overboard.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." Faye apologized, helping Rose lie back onto the cot.
"It's all right, you didn't know." Rose told her, wiping her mouth off on her white golve. White glove? She wasn't wearing white gloves before she was wearing black gloves. She then looked down her front and noticed she was wearing a white Nurses uniform.
"Why am I wearing this outfit? Where's my other one?" She asked, starting to get more scared and confused then she all ready was.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. You're a nurse." Faye said. "This is a hospital ship you know. Someone's coming, gotta go." Faye said quickly and dissappeared.
"Good you're awake. How are you feeling? You got a pretty nasty bump on your head." A pretty, dark haired nurse asked her.
"Say you're fine. Don't show that's anything's wrong. It'll arouse suspicion." Faye's voice told Rose from in her head.
"I'm fine, I guess." Rose told the Nurse, who helped her out of the cot.
"Are you well enough to help? We got wounded troops coming on from Moudros and we need all the help we could get." She asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." Rose told her, taking a deep breath to will down the nervosness she was feeling.
"Nurse Dawson, Nurse Jessop. Your help is needed." One of the other nurses informed them.
"Well, let's go." The nurse told Rose, leading her to where the troops were getting loaded on.
Doctor, is she going to be okay?" A visabley worried Ruth asked a doctor, who was examining Rose. Ruth found her a few hours after the accident and called a Doctor, who helped her transport her to her bed.
"She's in a coma." The doctor told her. He had to catch her before she fainted from shock.
"Is there a chance she'll come out of it?" She asked the doctor weakly as he sat her in a chair.
"There's a Fifty-fifty chance." He told her. "I'll be off now. Call if there's any change in her." With that he left, leaving Ruth to worry for her daughter alone.
Hopefully this'll get more interesting in the next chapter.
I know Violet Jessop was a stewardress and not a nurse, but she did have Nurse training, so I had her put it to use in this story.