A/N: Sorry it took so long to post this. I've been extremely busy with school. Junior year sux, honestly. Well, anyway, here's the new chapter. Hope you guys like it.
Chapter Eighteen
Jack and Cal were still at the restaurant, moments before Rose had run off in tears. Cal just stood there, running his fingers through his hair, as Jack just covered his face with his hand, as the other held the glass of beer. He sighed heavily as he cursed at himself for doing this to Rose. He set his glass down angrily and just stood up. He slipped his hand into his pocket and took out pocket change and set it on the table, as he ran out the restaurant, ignoring Cal. Jack ran towards their hotel and went inside, running up the stairs, until he stood in front of their hotel room door. Jack lifted his hand, as if he was about to knock on the door, but he froze in place. He heard sobbing, so he pressed his ear against the door and heard Rose cry.
Jack turned and just leaned against the door, as he lifted his head up, and leaned it onto the door as he just closed his eyes and cursed at himself once more. He hadn't wanted to hurt Rose's feelings like that, he just thought that Cal was playing one of his 'tricks' again, that way he'd take Rose away from him, and Jack wasn't going to take any chances. He sighed as he tried to debate, whether to go inside and comfort her, or leave her to her peace. Being a husband, he placed his hand onto the door knob and turned it, pushing the door open, quietly. He peeked inside, finding Rose's back facing him, and she was shaking with sobs. Jack opened the door a bit wider, so he could step in. Once he was inside, he turned and quietly closed the door with a barely audible click.
Once he was inside, he just stood there, watching her. It broke his heart finding her hurt like this. He closed his eyes as he realized that he had promised her that he would never hurt her in any way, and now he had. He stood there, frozen into place, as if he was afraid to comfort her. His heart was beating rapidly and his breathing began to quicken. Why was he afraid? Was he afraid as to how Rose would react? Was he afraid that their marriage would crumble down? Was he afraid that Rose wouldn't love him anymore? Or most of all, was he afraid that Rose would return back to Cal? As these thoughts ran through his head, Jack slowly made his way towards the bed, towards Rose. Jack gently sat down on the bed, so he wouldn't startle her. Jack lifted his hand as he lay it over her shoulder. His hand trembled as he contemplated whether or not to touch her. Jack made a decision and carefully placed his hand on her shoulder, as he gently rubbed her arm. This had startled Rose as she had turned around, looking at Jack with tear-filled eyes. Once she realized it was Jack, she turned over, ignoring him. Jack just sat there, disappointed, remorseful, and most of all, hurt.
Rose was on the bed, crying, after leaving the restaurant moments earlier. Rose's body shook with sobs, as she buried her face into her pillow, as tears overflowed down her cheeks and onto the pillow, wetting it with her tears of hurt and disappointment. She curled up into a fetal position, as she hugged her knees against her chest, and placed her chin at the top of her kneecaps. Rose's curls traveled down her back and onto her pillow. She had taken her hair out of the ponytail, wanting her curls to be loose, and free. All that ran through her mind was that Jack had hated her and that he didn't want to be her husband anymore. After all, she had defended Cal--her ex-fiancée, when she was married to Jack.
Rose didn't know if it was right for her to forgive Cal, if it was right for her to trust him so soon, after what he had done to both Jack and herself. Rose wondered if Jack still loved her, after what she had done. Rose didn't know if she did the right thing, or the wrong thing. She was confused. She just wanted to turn back time and change the mistakes she had done...if she had made any mistakes. More tears cascaded down her delicate cheeks as her face wrinkled in sadness and hurt. Rose's heart ached with hurt and disappointment. Images of Jack came to her mind. His loving smile and his shining blue eyes, which shone with love and care for her. His blonde hair falling down in his eyes and his face lit up whenever he saw her. The arms that would wrap around her body, protecting her from the dangers of the cruel world. The body that always loved her in a unique way. The lips that enjoyed being kissed by hers. The smile that always made her weak to the knees and the eyes in which she would always get lost in whenever she looked into them. She felt like a hypocrite. A person who betrayed her loved one for defending another man who caused trouble in their lives. A man who ruined Rose's life, making it as miserable as he can. The man that had treated her as a possession, and not a woman that he loves.
Rose squeezed her eyes shut, as she tried to block those images out of her mind. She just wanted to relax and let her mind stop giving her these images which she either loved or dreaded. Rose longed for Jack's warm arms around her body, and for his lips to brush against hers into a passionate, loving kiss. Rose's fingers played with her wedding ring, as well as her engagement ring, as images of Jack played upon her mind once again. She only wished that she hadn't made that one little mistake. She wished that she could take it back and make things back to normal again, make Jack love her the way he used to, and not mad at her as he is now. She only wished that Cal hadn't come to the restaurant in the first place, then everything would've been perfect. Rose covered her face with her hands, hiding all the tears that escaped her eyes. Her body continued to shake with sobs as her heart ached with all the hurt and disappointment as more tears fell from her emerald-sapphire eyes.
Rose hadn't heard the door open, nor someone walking into the room, closing the door quietly. She hadn't felt anybody sit on the bed beside her, until someone placed its hand onto her shoulder and gently rubbed her arm. Startled, Rose turned around, only to find Jack right beside her. Mortified, Rose turned around and covered her face, afraid that Jack was here to confront her. Jack hadn't done anything. He just sat there, watching her cry as his mind debated whether to comfort her or not.
Jack ran his fingers through his blonde hair as he let out a heavy sigh. Jack didn't know what to do. He just watched her body shake with sobs as she covered her face with her hands. Jack hated to see her in tears. It broke his heart in two. He didn't know whether she was upset with him or with Cal, or maybe both. They hadn't had an argument before. At least not until Cal came to the restaurant. Jack wondered why Rose had defended Cal, and not him. He was her husband after all. She had loved him, hadn't she? Or was she just using him to get out of the engagement from Cal? Jack didn't want to be used, he wanted to be loved by the one beautiful woman who was lying beside him crying. After all they've been through, all the hurt and pain that they had witnessed, they felt that their love was fading away. Jack wondered if their marriage would crumble into a million of pieces, or if it will last forever and never fade away. Jack knew he had to talk with Rose. Possibly make things right again, to see if their marriage will work out as the way he had hoped it would. Jack knew that he loved her with all his heart and soul. He had ever since he first laid eyes on her. He just hoped that she felt the same way. He just wanted to make sure that she loved him, and not Cal. Jack looked down at his wife and saw her body shake with more hurtful sobs.
Jack lay beside her, as he brought his hand over her body, holding her close. Rose jumped, but didn't push him away. Jack held her close, as he took in the scent of her red curls. The same scent lingered into her hair, as it had the first time he met her. The scent of roses and lilies. Jack brought his head close to her, as he gently pressed his lips against her delicate cheek. Jack gently turned her around, so she could face him. Once he did, he saw her eyes red from crying and her face pale. Jack wiped the tears away with his thumb as he looked into her tear-filled eyes. His heart ached whenever he saw her eyes shine with sadness and hurt. He hadn't wanted to upset her this way. He loved her, he wanted to make her life as happy and wonderful as he could, but now, he had broken her heart.
Rose just looked up at him, wondering if Jack still loved her they way he did, or if he was just pretending that he loved her. She watched as his eyes stared into hers. The blue eyes that always shone with love and passion, that always looked down at her with care and hope, now shone with hurt and confusion. She could also see love and care shine in his eyes. Something that she had wanted to see in him. She felt his hand wipe away every single tear that managed to escape her blue-green eyes. She felt his hand wipe every hurt and disappointment away, making her feel more loved and cared for by the one man she loved for only a week. As Rose looked up at him, she saw a smile spread across his masculine face. Rose smiled and threw her arms around his neck, bringing him close to her as tears of joy and happiness fell from her eyes. She felt Jack hug her back, holding her close to him as he possibly can.
"Oh, Jack." Rose managed to say. "I love you. I love you so much." Rose cried, as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
"I love you too." Jack said. Jack then pulled away, to look into her eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like such a jerk at the restaurant. It's just that, after what Cal has done to us onboard the Titanic, I couldn't find myself to forgive him. But, if you want me to forgive him, then I will." Jack said. "Anything to make you happy." Rose looked up at him, then down at her hands.
"You don't have to." Rose said. She looked back up at him. "I overreacted, and I didn't mean to. I just wanted to end the feud between us. I don't know, maybe I shouldn't have forgiven him. Maybe I should've just told him to leave or something." Rose said, looking up at him with remorseful eyes. Jack shook his head and placed his hand on her delicate cheek.
"No, Rose." Jack said. "You did the right thing. I was dumb enough to not forgive him. I just thought that since he was Caledon Hockley, that he only pretended to be sorry and just wanted to take advantage of us. That's what I'm afraid of, Rose. I'm afraid that he might take you away from me, that he'd hurt you, that...h-he'd force himself on you, and I'll kill him myself if he does." Jack said, looking into her eyes with love. "Rose, you have known Cal for more than I did. When I met Cal, all I seen was the bad side of him. I never had the good side of him, and I'm afraid that he's only pretending, but I'll give him a chance, Rose. If you believe that it will stop the tension between us, then I'll give it a try. Anything for my beautiful wife."
Rose looked up at him. Had he actually said that he would give Cal a chance? That he would forgive him? Rose didn't want to sound as if she loved Cal, because she didn't. All Rose wanted to do was to end the tension between them, so they could live their lives. She didn't want Cal to interfere with their marriage, and most certainly didn't want Cal to ruin their marriage, just because he wanted her to himself. She looked down at Jack's left hand and saw his wedding ring on his finger. His wedding ring was just a gold band with engravings around it. The engravings read: Jack and Rose-Eternal Love. Rose slipped both of her hands into his left hand and held onto it tightly. She looked up at him, seeing him smile. Rose smiled back, weakly. She swallowed quietly, and took a deep breath.
"Jack?" Rose asked, looking up at him.
"Yeah?" Jack asked, looking down at her with love and care.
"D-do you love me?" Rose asked.
"What?" Jack asked. "What kind of question is that?" Rose looked down, sadness shining in her eyes. "Rose," Jack lifted her chin with his forefinger. "you know I love you. You don't need to ask me if I do, because I do. Rose, if I didn't love you, then I wouldn't have married you. Rose, you're my world. You're my life. Without you in my life, life wouldn't be worth living. Rose, I don't care what Cal says to you, or what everybody else says. All I care about is you, and nothing else." Jack said, caressing her cheek. "Rose...I love you. I love you more than life itself. I love you, that I can't even describe the feelings I have for you. Rose, you're everything to me. I don't know what I'd do without you in my life." Rose looked up at him with a smile and with fresh tears in her eyes. But, tears of happiness and love. She threw her arms around his neck and brought him close to her, as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Jack wrapped his arms around her body, holding her close to him, as their lips were connected and as their tongues made love, in their own way.
Jack's hands then moved up to Rose's face as he gently caressed her cheeks, and then moved up to her hair, as his fingers made their way through her soft curls. Jack brushed the curls off of her face as he continually kissed her. Jack felt Rose's hands move up his chest, playing with his buttons, trying to unbutton his shirt. Jack's hands traveled down her waist, and untied the sash that held the dress to her body figure. Once he untied it, he began to unbutton the back of the dress, as his hand brushed against her bare skin. After he had managed to unbutton the rest of the dress, his hand lay on her bare back, as it traveled up to her shoulder, slipping off the top of the dress, showing of her breasts. Jack pulled away from the kiss, noticing that his shirt was unbuttoned and Rose's eyes pleading for him to make love to her. Jack smiled as he took the shirt off and began to strip the rest of his clothes, as Rose did the same.
After they were nude, Jack and Rose went under the covers and stayed cuddled against each other, enjoying the warmth feeling of their bodies. Jack had an arm draped across Rose's shoulder, as he looked down at her. Rose's hand held his right hand as she kissed every finger, individually, just as she did in the Renault. Jack smiled and kissed her, as he hovered over her. Rose's arms pulled him close to her as his body now lay on top of hers. Rose pulled away from the kiss and smiled.
"Jack, take me to the stars." Rose said, looking into his eyes. Jack smiled.
"My pleasure, Mrs. Dawson." Jack said, as he kissed her and began to make love to her, like he always did.
Jack and Rose lay cuddled up against each other, with a sheet covering their bodies. Rose's head rested against Jack's bare chest, as Jack's arm was draped across Rose's shoulder. Both were sleeping, from the aftermath of their lovemaking. Rose's arm was on Jack's heaving chest, as her curls were spread across Jack's arm. Rose's eyes fluttered open as she felt the mid-afternoon sun shine down at her from the window behind them. Rose craned her neck, as she looked up at Jack's sleeping face. Rose carefully slid out of Jack's embrace as she quickly redressed into her clothes which were taken off before they made love. Once Rose had fastened the sash of her dress, she walked over to the dresser and began brushing her hair, until it was soft enough for her fingers to easily run through them. Rose set the brush down as she looked up at the mirror. She saw her blue-green eyes shine with happiness and love. A smile was placed upon her lips as she caught a glimpse of Jack turning around from the mirror.
Rose's eyes then moved to the closet behind her. Rose turned around and stared at the closed wooden door, knowing that Jack's gift was inside there. Rose turned back around, not wanting to wake Jack up, and not wanting to ruin the surprise. She kept telling herself that she'll give it to him later. Her eyes then drifted to the clock that was hung on the wall and found that it was a quarter to two. Rose turned back around in her chair, and stared at her reflection in the mirror before her. Her curls fell down her back, and some strands were on her face. Rose tucked the strands behind her ear and took a ribbon from the top of the dresser, as she tied her hair into a ponytail. Rose looked at her reflection and smiled, as she untied the ribbon and shook her curls free. She knew that Jack loved her curls free, so she was willing to leave it, just the way Jack loves it to be. Rose picked up a perfume bottle, which was a wedding gift from Annabelle, and sprayed it onto her dress, making her smell of roses, just like the color of her hair, and just like her name.
Rose heard Jack turn around constantly on the bed. Rose looked over her shoulder and found that he was searching for her. Rose just sat there, smiling, as she waiting for how long it would take him to notice that she wasn't there. She saw Jack's eyes open as he sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. A yawn escaped his lips as he muttered her name. Rose just looked at him, smiling. Once Jack had his eyes focused, he looked straight at her, and smiled.
"Well, good afternoon, sleepyhead." Rose said, smiling as she got up from the chair and went over to the bed as she sat down, leaning over to give Jack a passionate kiss. Jack wrapped his arms around her as he managed to lay on top of her, once again. Jack's lips brushed against Rose's as they kissed with all the passion and love they had in each other. Rose placed a firm hand on his chest and pulled away. "Oh, no you don't, mister." Rose said, looking up at him with a smile. "You're not going to seduce me now. We still have a big day ahead of us, you know."
"Awww, c'mon, one more time?" Jack begged.
"Not now, later." Rose said. She saw Jack pout. "Oh, don't give me your puppy dog eyes now. You have a promise to keep, remember? Or should I say that the first Dawson is going to break his promise?" Rose asked, looking up at him with a teasing smile. Jack laughed.
"You got me there." Jack said. "Oh, well. I guess I could wait. But, later tonight, you're gonna be sorry."
"I am?" Rose asked, pretending as if she hadn't known what Jack was talking about.
"Oh, trust me, you're gonna be very sorry." Jack said, a teasing smile across his face.
"Oh, I can't wait." Rose said, smiling. Jack smiled back and leaned closer as he placed his lips onto her, giving her a passionate, loving kiss. Jack was the first to pull away.
"Well, I guess I gotta get ready." Jack said, getting off of her and getting off of the bed, completely nude. Jack bend down, as he picked up his underwear and quickly slipped it on, as he picked up the rest of his clothes, as he redressed himself. Once he pulled up his suspenders, he combed his hair and put on his heavy boots, tying the laces together. He stretched, once he was fully dressed. He just stared down at Rose, noticing that she had watched him dress. A sly smile played upon his lips. "So, I suppose Mrs. Dawson here had nothing better to do but to stare, huh?"
"Suppose so." Rose said, smiling. "It's not my fault, that a nude man, that just happens to be my husband, is redressing himself, in a very seductive way."
"Seductive, huh?" Jack asked, as he walked towards her, taking a seat beside her.
"Very." Rose said, looking up at him. Jack smiled and leaned down, as their lips connected once more into a passionate kiss. Rose's hand moved up to the back of his neck, as she pulled him closer to her. Jack's hand traveled down to the small of her back, his fingers playing with the tied sash. Rose shook her head as she broke away from the kiss. "What did I tell you, Mr. Dawson?" Rose asked, with a stern face. "Don't you try to get out of your promise."
"I'm not." Jack said, smiling. "I just happened to like kissing my wife." Jack said, placing his lips on hers once more. Rose immediately pulled away.
"Jack, if you keep this up, we'll never leave." Rose said, smiling. Jack smiled back.
"Well, I'll have to agree with you there." Jack said, getting up, helping Rose up with him as well. "So, are you ready?"
"I'm more than ready." Rose said, looking up at him with a loving smile across her lips. Jack smiled and held out her hand. Rose slipped her hand into his as she allowed for Jack to lead her out of the hotel room and out of the hotel.
When the exited the hotel, they saw Cal sitting down at the bench, his elbows on his knees, and his hands covering his face. His hair was out of place, as the wind kept blowing into it, and as he kept on running his fingers through them. Jack's grip tightened on Rose's hand as he looked down at her. Rose looked up, her eyes shining with hope and love. Jack sighed and nodded his head, knowing that he should do the right thing, instead of being stubborn, like he was at the restaurant. Slowly, Jack and Rose made their way towards Cal, until they stood in front of him. Jack slipped his free hand into his pant pocket. Cal hadn't seemed to notice their presence, so Jack cleared his throat. At the sound of his alleged cough, Cal's neck craned up, to stare into Jack's eyes. Cal immediately got up, running his fingers through his hair once more.
"Uh...hi...Mr. Dawson." Cal said, uneasily, for he wasn't used to being polite with Jack. A small smile was placed on Jack's face.
"Cal, I apologize for acting the way I did at the restaurant. I shouldn't have acted that way..." Jack began.
"No." Cal said. "I deserved it. I know I did. After what I've done to you two, I know I deserve every payback you guys are willing to give me. Honestly, I just wanted to end the fight between us, so we could become friends. I want a second chance with you two. That's all I'm asking." Cal said, looking at both of them. "Mr. Dawson, I'm willing to accept the fact that you're married to Rose, and that she doesn't love me as much as she loves you, only if we could become friends."
Jack looked at Cal, wondering if he was actually telling the truth. When he looked into Cal's eyes, he saw honestly and sincerity in his eyes. Something that he has never seen in Cal, nor ever hoped to see. With a guy like Caledon Hockley, he would hardly show his emotion to someone like him--a third class passenger that was aboard the 'unsinkable' ship. He wasn't treated nicely, when it came to Cal. But now, Cal treated him as a gentleman, as a human being. Not a piece of trash that was found in the garbage. Cal was a changed man. He wasn't the Pittsburg steel tycoon, son of Nathan Hockley, fiancée to Rose Dewitt-Bukater anymore. He was the new and improved Caledon Hockley, a man willing to befriend Jack Dawson, the artist of the husband to Rose Dawson. A small smile played upon his lips.
"Sure." Jack said. "But, please call me Jack." Cal smiled happily.
"Not a problem...Jack." Cal said, with a smile on his face. "Would you like to start over?" Jack smiled.
"Certainly." Jack said. "The name's Jack Dawson." Jack held out his hand. Cal took his hand in his own, holding it firmly, but friendly.
"Caledon Hockley." Cal said, shaking Jack's hand. "Pleased to meet you."
"Pleasure's all mine." Jack said. Jack looked down at Rose. "Oh, I would like to introduce you, to my beautiful wife, Rose Dawson." Jack said, looking down at Rose and then up at Cal.
"Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Dawson." Cal said, taking Rose's hand and kissing the back of her left hand. Cal caught a glimpse of Rose's wedding ring and smiled. "That's a nice ring you got there." Rose smiled.
"Thanks." Rose said, looking up at Jack, with a smile on her face. Jack smiled back down at her. He kissed the top of her forehead, as he pulled her closer to him. Both looked back up at Cal. There was an awkward silence, for neither knew what to say to each other.
"So..." Cal said. "Would you two be interested in joining me for dinner tomorrow evening?" Cal asked, really wanting them to join. "So we could get to know each other more better."
"Sure." Jack said. "Just tell us when and where, and we'll be there."
"Well, I'll pick you two up by your hotel room." Cal insisted. "Besides, I have someone I would like you to meet."
"All right, then." Jack said. "We'll be waiting."
"Oh, it's a formal dinner, just to let you guys know. You'll have to wear eveningwear and such." Cal said.
"Don't worry Cal." Rose said. "I know."
"Of course you do." Cal said. "Well, I'll see you guys later then?"
"Absolutely." Jack said.
"Good." Cal said, smiling. "Settled then." Jack and Rose smiled. "Well, I'll be on my way, now. I have to meet up with someone."
"Okay." Jack said. "We gotta go somewhere too. See you tomorrow, Cal."
"Okay...Jack." Cal said, smiling, as he began walking the opposite direction. Jack turned to Rose and looked down at her.
"Wow." Jack said, watching Cal walk away. "He really has changed."
"I know." Rose said, looking up at him. "I'm glad you gave him a chance."
"Me too." Jack said, looking down at her. "So, are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready if you're ready." Rose said, smiling.
"All right, then." Jack said, holding out his hand, as he felt Rose's hand slip into his. Jack then led Rose towards a house that was about two blocks away. "Wait here." Jack told Rose, as he walked up the steps, standing at the front of the door. He knocked on the door a couple of times as he waited for someone to answer the door. Jack looked over his shoulder and smiled at his wife, winking at her as he did so. When he turned around, he found that the door was answered. Jack looked straight ahead, only to find an empty space. Jack looked down, to find a blonde-haired little girl looking up at him. Jack crouched down, to be at her level. "Hello. What's your name?"
"Amanda." The little girl said, looking up at him. "Who are you?"
"I'm Jack Dawson. Is your daddy or mommy home?" Jack asked.
"My mommy's home. My daddy is working." Amanda said. They heard footsteps come from inside the house.
"Mandy, who is it?" A woman's voice was heard as she stood behind the little girl. Amanda looked up at the woman. Jack looked up, only to find a blonde-haired woman looking down at him, an uneasy smile on her face. Jack stood up, placing his hands in his pocket, as he looked down at the woman. "How may I help you?" The woman asked, putting a protective hand over the little girls shoulder.
"Hi, I'm Jack Dawson." Jack said, holding out his hand, seeing that she wasn't going to shake it, he placed his hand at his side.. "I was wondering if Jon was home. But I see that he's not."
"Oh, you're Jack Dawson." The woman said. "Jon has talked so much about you. He said something about reuniting with you yesterday."
"Yeah, I did." Jack said, smiling.
"Oh, how rude of me, I'm Katherine Michaels, Jonathan's wife." Katherine said, holding out her hand. Jack took it and shook it.
"I didn't know Jon had a wife." Jack said, smiling. "And a beautiful one at that." Katherine blushed as she smiled up at him. Amanda tugged onto Katherine's dress.
"Mommy, can I go inside now?" Amanda asked, looking up at her mother.
"Sure. Go on in." Katherine said, allowing for her daughter to go inside. "She's a handful, but she's a wonderful little girl." Katherine said smiling.
"So, that's your daughter?" Jack asked.
"Yes. My only." Katherine said. "Jon and I have been talking about having more children. But I guess we're going to have to deal with our three year old first." Jack chuckled. "Oh, excuse me, I forgot my manners. Please come on in." Katherine said, moving aside. Jack smiled.
"Well, first, I wanna introduce you to my wife." Jack said, turning around, gesturing for Rose to come beside him. She obeyed, and was soon standing beside her husband. "Katherine, this is my beautiful wife, Rose Dawson, Rose, this is Jonathan's wife, Katherine Michaels." Jack said, introducing Katherine to Rose and vice versa.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Michaels." Rose said, holding out her hand.
"Pleasure's all mine. But do call me Kat." Katherine said.
"As long as you call me Rose." Rose smiled, shaking her hand.
"Not a problem, Rose." Katherine said, smiling as she shook her hand as well. "Please, do come in." Katherine said, moving aside, so Jack and Rose could enter the house. Once they were inside, Katherine closed the door. "Mandy, come here for a minute!" Katherine called out. Suddenly, they heard footsteps running from up the stairs. They saw a little girl stand at the top of the stairs, her hand holding onto the banister, as she made her way down the stairs, slowly.
"Yes, mommy?" Amanda asked, craning her neck up to look up at her mother.
"Amanda, I would like for you to meet Rose Dawson, Jack Dawson's wife." Katherine said. Amanda looked up at Rose.
"Hi." Amanda said, smiling. Rose crouched down.
"Hello." Rose smiled, gently pinching her cheeks. "You're very pretty."
"You too." Amanda said.
"Thank you." Rose said, smiling at her sweetly.
"You're welcome." Amanda said. A little kitten ran up to Amanda. Amanda looked down and smiled. "This is my kitty." Amanda said, lifting the little black and white kitten off the ground. "Her name is Angel. She has pretty blue eyes. Just like Jack." Amanda said, smiling up at Jack and Rose. Rose smiled and crouched down to pet the kitten. She looked at its eyes and saw that she was right. Angel did have blue eyes, just like Jack's. Rose smiled and petted the top of Angel's head, smiling as she did so.
"That's a very pretty kitty you have there." Rose said, smiling at her.
"Thank you." Amanda said, smiling happily. The kitten fell out of her arms and strolled away towards the kitchen. "Wanna play with me?" Amanda asked.
"Now, Mandy, I'm not sure if Rose..." Katherine began.
"No, it's fine. I love children." Rose said, looking up at Katherine. "I'd be delighted, Mandy." Rose said, smiling down at her, as Amanda held onto her hand. Mandy led Rose upstairs, to her room. Meanwhile, Jack and Katherine were standing in the middle of the living room, neither knowing what to say to the other.
"Uh, Jon should be home in half an hour, so, if you want to sit here and wait, you're free to do so." Katherine said. "Besides, I have to finish cooking dinner."
"No problem." Jack said. "I'll just wait here." Katherine smiled and nodded.
"Okay, then." Katherine said. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." Katherine said as she went into the kitchen.
Jack watched as Katherine went into the kitchen, leaving him alone in the living room. Jack's head turned towards the fireplace mantel, where picture frames stood onto it. Jack headed towards the fireplace, as he placed his hands into his pockets. His eyes landed on a picture of Jon's and Katherine's wedding day, with Katherine wearing a very beautiful bridal gown, and Jon wearing a nice suit. The next picture showed them on their honeymoon, which was in Paris, since the Eiffel Tower was behind them. The next picture showed a newborn baby in Katherine's arms, bundled up in a blanket. Jack smiled, as he realized that that was Amanda when she was born. The next picture contained of Amanda's first birthday, and the next, of Jon's and Katherine's first wedding anniversary. Jack decided to go out on the porch for awhile, to get some fresh air.
He looked around his surroundings, finding children playing at the front yard by the house beside him, and finding a mail man walking down the block, with the neighborhood's mail. Jack sighed, as he wished he had a cigarette. He hadn't smoked since before the first class dinner, and he was really craving for a cigarette. Jack's head turned, and he noticed that a deli was by the corner of the block. Jack descended the stairs as he quickly made his way inside the deli, to purchase a pack of cigarettes. When he entered the deli, a bell sounded, and the man behind the counter looked up at him.
"Hello, how may I help ya today?" The heavy-weight man asked.
"Uh, I would like a pack of cigarettes, with a light, please." Jack said, slipping his hand into his pocket, to retrieve some money. The man placed the pack of cigarettes, along with the matches, onto the counter.
"That'll be five dollars." The man said. Jack gave the man the five dollars and thanked him, as he took the cigarettes and the matches. Leaving the deli, he began to make his way back towards the house, as he took out a cigarette from the pack, and placing the pack into his pant pocket. He placed the cigarette into his mouth, as he lit a match. Stopping for two seconds to light the cigarette, he took a long drag from the cigarette, as he let the smoke escape his nose. Jack sighed happily, as he ascended the stairs to Jon's house, taking a seat on the front steps, looking around the neighborhood. Jack took another drag from the cigarette, as he squinted on the afternoon sun, blowing the smoke out. He felt all the stress that he had felt for the past week, slowly creep out of him. Jack placed the cigarette butt into his mouth, as he folded his hands on his lap.
His hair fell onto his eyes, causing Jack to swing it away. Thoughts of Cal suddenly becoming friends with him came to his mind. It was really surprising for him, that the Caledon Hockley was willing to be friends with Jack Dawson, the one man who fell in love with his fiancée. He still wondered if Cal was being serious into becoming his friend, into forgiving him for all he has done in his life. Sighing, Jack finished the cigarette, flicking it onto the pavement, getting up, as he went inside the house, waiting for Jonathan to come home.
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