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The sun shone against the black metal panels, making them shine. The enormous chimneys stood proudly above everyone and everything. She felt so small compared to that monster of the sea; it almost frightened her how proudly it stood above the water, ready for her guests. She wanted to touch the metal, wondering whether it would be rough against her fingers or not, and whether if it would be cold or warm. She felt every time she looked from one side to the other that it was miles long, that she would never be able to reach the other side without a car or a bicycle. Now she understood why people called it the unsinkable. Not even God would sink that gorgeous sea Queen. The doubts Elsie had had were slowly fading away, and a rush of excitement was running now through her veins, making her smile and grab Charles' hand.

-Look at her. She's splendid.

-She is. Bad feeling?

-Not at all. Excitement, and your child is experiencing it too. How could I have thought last night that it might sink? Not even God could sink her.

-I agree. Imagine how big the cabins must be.

-They must be half the Servant's Hall, and I think that would only be the bathroom.

-Mrs. Carson, Mr. Carson, what do you think? – Lady Cora walked to the couple, followed by Lord Grantham.

-I don't have words My Lady.

-It is rather splendid, isn't it?

-When are we going to board?

-In half an hour. They told Robert that First Class passengers board an hour before departure, so you might want to sit down in the car again Mrs. Carson.

-That's sounds very appealing My Lady. Will you come with me Charles?

He followed her to the car, where she sat behind the wheel, resting her back and looking at the ship through the front glass. Her left hand rested against her belly, feeling Baby Carson kick.

-Elsie, I think we are going to have the time of our lives in America.

-I was scared, I still am a bit, but I can't wait to get into that ship.

-I can't imagine how the ship will look like inside.

-Will it have a Library?

-Will it have a smoke room?

-I'm even wondering if it has stables.

-I wouldn't be surprised.

-Carson, people are starting to get inside, come on. – Lady Cora called.

Charles took Elsie's hand and pulled her out of the car gently. The line of passengers was divided in two, second and first class; second class passengers boarding at the end of the boat and first class passengers boarding at the front. Lady Grantham walked to Elsie and took her hand.

-From now on, until we get back, you will call me Cora or Lady Grantham, and I will call you Elsie or Mrs. Carson, as I've been doing. You are now my friend, and you are accompanying me to America.

-My Lady, I couldn't…

-Now Elsie, I'm Cora, not My Lady.

-It will take time for me to adjust… Cora.

-The same goes for you Carson, old boy. I'm Robert or Lord Grantham.

-This is going to be a long journey. – Charles sighed and looked at Elsie, who smiled.

-You will survive.

-Elsie, I've taken the liberty of buying you some new dresses in London, as well as globes for dinner. I hope you don't mind.

-I don't mind My… Cora. But you didn't have to.

-I wanted to. They were so cute, and I think that you will look stunning. Robert, darling, you and Carson should go first. You have the tickets.

Charles walked pass Elsie and brushed his hand against hers as Lord Grantham positioned himself as the next in line. Once the couple they had in front of them walked inside the ship Robert saw a man with white hair and beard, standing in his white polished uniform, greeting the passengers.

-Very good morning, may I know your names and see your tickets?

-Lady and Lord Grantham, and Mr. and Mrs. Carson.

-I'm Captain Smith, and since everything seems to be in order, welcome to the Titanic.

-Thank you very much. – Captain Smith looked at Robert, then at Charles and Cora, looking down at the tickets.

-You are expecting Mrs Carson! – When he looked at the ticket and then at Elsie an even brighter smile appeared on his lips.

-I am, Captain Smith.

-You and your husband's cabin is B59 in Promenade Deck, if you want I can a have a phone installed that can contact the doctor at any hour.

-That is very thoughtful Captain Smith, and I'm sure my wife would find it very pleasing.

-I will send a man in an hour. Now Mr. Breaton will show you to your cabins. Have a very good journey and congratulations.

Elsie looked really pleased with herself and took her husband's arm when, finally, they made it inside the ship. The corridors were the most beautiful thing Elsie had ever seen, with wooden walls, small chandeliers, electrical chandeliers, hanging from the ceiling. When they reached a grand staircase, made out of wood too, they went up, to be greeted by the white wooden walls of a huge Hall with plants, chairs and tables and a blue, red and golden rug.  At the end of the corridor were their bedrooms. Mr. Breaton gave Charles the key for the cabin B59, and Lord Grantham the cabin of B60.

-The Sitting Room is made in Georgian Style. The bedroom and Wardrobe Room from B60 are decorated in Louis XVI Style, and the bedroom and Wardrobe Room from B59 are decorated in Neo- Classical French Empire Style. Both bathrooms have Numidico Marble sinks. Your luggage is already inside. If you need anything at all just use the bell. Have a nice journey.

After thanking him Charles opened the door of their bedroom and waited for Elsie to go inside before closing.

-Oh Jesus Christ! Charles! – Charles turned around, his mouth opened wide, in shock.

The room was exquisite, the walls in white wood, but decorations on the walls, the corners and the doors, in gold. Electrical lamps were on the walls, and a strong blue carpet covered the floor. The headboard and the foot of the bed were made out of wood, painted in black and decorated with gold drawings, as well as the legs of the bed and the borders. There was a blue sheet under the bed that covered the bed base; one door next to the foot of the bed and another door next to the headboard. The dressing table was made out of white marble, black wood decorated in gold with two white sinks. The door that was at the foot of the bed was a small room with white walls, empty; the other door connected to the bathroom. There were windows at the other side of the room, a black wooden table, an electrical lamp resting on it, blue and golden chairs and a blue and golden couch. When he turned to look at the window he saw another door that linked with their private promenade. Elsie was absolutely taken aback by all this; she had never seen something like this in her life, not even in Downton.

-Is… this… ours?

-I believe so, and I must say that… I don't have words.

-You? Charles Carson doesn't have words?

-I'm very impressed.

-I feel like a Queen.

Charles took her hand and opened the door of the bathroom. The floor still had the blue carpet covering it, the bathtub was white and shiny, and the sink was made out of marble, a dark sort of red and brown marble with two mirrors. There was also a shower at the other side of the room.  It was very big, and the shelf with white towels of every length stood next to the door. There was another door next to the shower. Charles opened it to see the Wardrobe room; with white walls, two big black closets, another sink, but this one was black and blue. Their suitcases were lying against the wall and their clothes, bottles of perfume; shaving brushes… everything was already in the closets and on the shelves.

-Perfect service don't you think? - They walked back to their bedroom.

-I must admit that for now it has been wonderful, but not better than ours.

-Of course. We are the best in this job.

There was a knock on the door and after looking around Charles went to answer it. Lady and Lord Grantham were standing there, smiling.

-Won't you come in Lady and Lord Grantham?

-I don't think you will ever call us Robert and Cora in this trip, will you?

-I highly doubt it.

-This room is exquisite. Our room has dark wooden walls with dark red panels of fabric, and our furniture is all dark wood and red. It's absolutely breath-taking. Would like to go and say goodbye?

-Yes. Probably Mrs. Patmore caught the train. She told last night that she would try and come.

-Then we should go.

Lady Grantham was really excited, after all she was American, and she was going back home. She walked quickly but gracefully up the Grand Staircase and took Roberts hand to approach the railing of the ship. Elsie with her eight months belly found it a bit difficult to lean on it and look for Mrs. Patmore but she tried.

-There she is Elsie. – Charles pointed at a small figure that waved her hands up to where they were.

-Beryl! – Elsie waved back at the short woman, who excited, started jumping.

There was sudden blast of smoke that meant that the Queen was ready to leave. Charles grabbed on of Elsie's hands and looked down at her. Elsie waved happily at Beryl. Lady Cora was also waving at Mrs. Patmore, smiling brightly.

-Goodbye! Keep an eye on the children!

-Be good! And don't burn the house!

Elsie looked at Lady Cora and laughed at her boldness. She really was excited. Elsie felt the ship start moving and saw Beryl turning smaller and smaller. She waved goodbye to England, her life, all she had known, and she felt happy. She felt Baby Carson kick and suddenly a wave of sadness hit her like a brick.

-Elsie, are you crying?

-I'm sorry. – She felt new tears running down her cheeks.

-Don't worry; it's not going to be a goodbye forever.

-I know, but I already miss Jane and Richard.

-It's going to be hard, it's the first time we are away from them, but we have to be strong.

-Mrs. Carson, think that while you are gone they are going to be able to feel how much they need you, and when you come back they will love you even more.

-And that makes me feel I'm a horrible mother for leaving them behind.

-Elsie, look at me. – Elsie dried her tears a bit and looked at Charles. – The only thing we have to worry about this few weeks is having the time of our lives; we haven't had a moment for ourselves in months. We are going to enjoy this ship and are going to see America for the first time in our lives. This is our opportunity to not be servants for the first time in all this years.

-And we are going to make the best of it.

-That's what I wanted to hear. Why don't we go inside and explore a bit?

-We need a map for that.

-Let's improvise buttercup!

Charles took her left hand and pulled her with him. Elsie laughed and followed him a bit impressed. It was the first time he had ever called her buttercup, and she had loved it. She expected to hear that more often from now on. Lady and Lord Grantham watched them as a pair of proud parents, even though Charles and Elsie were the old ones.