Okay I've been having some issues that I want to address before anyone jumps down my throat about historical accuracy. Sarah is on Lifeboat 2, I'm saying this because that's the way it is written in the script (the boat Rose gets on is 2). Anyway in the script it has Lightoller there and for a part of the scene I'm convinced that he's there as well, yet when the boat begins to lower it is Wilde (I think…) that is directing it to be lowered, BUT when I look up Lifeboat 2 on the internet I get something about Murdoch loading it…James Cameron you're confusing me!

Anyway I'm just going to say that it was Lightoller because I need consistency. Boxhall is the officer on board, they're the first to be picked up by the Carpathia…I know that much…woo hoo go me!

Oh yeah one more thing, I have found next to nothing on the positions of the lifeboats during the sinking. So when I wrote this I just kind of made it seem like Number 2 was in the middle area...if that makes any sense. So just to be warned...

I'm really trying my best to go by the movie and I'm aware of how unreliable it is at times, so I'm sorry for that : ) I did add some stuff last chapter with the whole Cal/Lovejoy deal, but I really don't think many of you minded, since Cal is the bad guy in the story anyway : )

So anyway enjoy & oh yeah thanks for the reviews!

Chapter 21

We hit the water with a small splatter, one which you could hardly hear, but from my place on right side of the boat, I could see it.

An officer, who's name I didn't know, nor had I ever seen before, was in charge. He ordered the men in the boat to starting the procedures for getting us free from the davit ropes and they did so quickly, releasing us into the clear, dark night, afloat on even darker water.

I looked up at the ship, thinking of Rose. She was with Jack, which is what she wanted, but my heart ached, for what I had done; encouraging her to do it. Tears had been present in my eyes since I had seen the two of them looking at one another, and they only increased as we rowed farther and farther away from the ship.

I unwound Harry's watch from my wrist and clutched it in my hands. Feeling the cold air swarm around me I held it close to my cheek, as if I was comforting a small child, and cried softly.

We rowed farther and farther out, farther than any of the other boats it seemed. The other women's cries began to turn into soft sobs, and then later we were quiet. Watching as the bow of the ship seemed to sink by the second, lower and lower into the icy water.

It wasn't the sight that was the worst, nothing in my life could have prepared me for the feelings of sadness and gloom I had when I heard those screams and cries from those who were already in the water, trying desperately to save themselves.

I watched just like the others, my teeth chattering, holding tightly onto the one piece of Harry I had with me. I looked around me only once, to the other lifeboats to see if I could spot him, but it was to no avail. Above me the stars were sparkling brightly. I didn't think I had ever seen a sky so clear.

"Do you have a coat?"

I looked up at the voice, it was the officer. I shook my head and he pulled his off and handed it to me.

I looked up at him, for a moment before taking it and wrapping it around myself. The little warmth it gave me was something I was more than grateful for.

There was a girl about my age sitting in front of me. She turned around and looked at me when the officer went back to the front of the boat. She gave me a comforting smile, then handed me her gloves.

"We can share," she whispered.

I smiled at her gratefully and slipped them on.

From the ship I began to hear another sound, one that in my heart I had known had been there the whole time, but it was if I was hearing it for the first time. Music.

Soft music. A haunting band of strings played mournfully, Nearer my God to Thee. It was like something out of a dream.

To the tune of the music the ship began to sink even farther in the water. It was if she was being swallowed whole by the ocean. The screams became louder and I watched horror stricken as the front part of the boat deck completely disappeared. It was then that you could see the aft begin to rise out of the water.

Even if I was far from them, I could still see the people on board race against gravity to the back of Titanic and struggle to hold on as it rose higher and higher. The music then ceased as if it were the beginning of the end. People were holding onto anything they could, yet that didn't seem to be enough. They began to fall, sliding down the deck and into the water. Long pinging noises broke through the screams and moans coming from the ship and we watched as one of the funnels began to fall and then splashed into the water, creating huge waves.

I thought I had seen the worst, but I was far from wrong. As the ship began to tip up, higher and higher, the pressure became too much. Lights that still blazed from the inside of the ship began to flicker and then completely died and with a huge roar, the crack, like the shot of a gun and she, the infamous, unsinkable Titanic, broke in two as she were a simple toothpick.

Women in my boat screamed and covered their eyes as the front part took on water and sank, falling down to the ocean floor, with people still aboard. The back of the ship popped back up and floated freely for a few moments. There was nothing any of us could do, we just sat there and watched as the sea, not sparing any part of Titanic, rushed its water into it and eventually tipping her upwards.

What was left of Titanic rose straight up out of the water, her huge propellers looming in front of my lifeboat. People were falling from it and hitting the water hard, it was then that I turned my gaze. I couldn't watch anymore. Sobs chocked in my throat and I bent forward and let them flow out of me.

All I could hear were the sounds. Those horrible sounds that would stick in my mind forever. The rushing water as the ocean swallowed the last part of the ship and the screams of those who were left over.

I opened my eyes, still clutching the watch and saw that I had popped the face open. I looked at it, stopping my tears for a moment and saw the time.

2:20.

It hadn't even been three hours.