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A/N: An exciting moment. I decided to start that Pearl Harbor fic I was talking about a few chapters back! It's called Always in My Heart and is of course in the PH section. Lol don't worry I won't get evil if you guys don't read it, I was just letting you know I actually did it! Woo Hoo for me!

Oh yeah and seriously I'm getting worried about Sancti. She was one of my best reviewers and she's suddenly vanished…I'm thinking Alien Abduction…any other theories? Lol just thought I'd say something : )

I also got around to finally naming the chapters! lol that was a big thing for me, so no laughing! The majority of them are titles froms songs that fit the chapter (well to me anyway) like the one when Sarah and Harry...well YOU KNOW for the first time, I thought Here with Me, by Dido was PURRRFECT! Other times the TITLE itself made sense but the lyrics didn't...does that make sense? lol probably not, but anyway enjoy...

And now…A whole Chapter from Cal's POV!

Chapter 45

Tuesday, April 23, 1912 - Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania - Evening

(Jumped ahead a couple of days)

"…He doesn't seem the least bit upset about the incident. It bothers me, Nathan."

"Eugenia, you should just stay out of it…."

I was home in Pittsburgh. I had arrived earlier that afternoon, regretfully I might add. The last thing I wanted was to have Sarah and that officer out of my sight, after all it wasn't going to be too much longer before she would be mine and I needed to make sure that that happened without incident. But it was required; I had to explain both the loss of the diamond and rose to my parents.

I was thinking about all of this as I strolled the halls and corridors of The Laurels, my parent's home which was located about a mile outside of the city. It was one of the largest in the area with 36 bedrooms, 3 kitchens, 2 ballrooms and numerous other rooms that I had probably never entered in my life. There was no question that it was all for show, after all the president of Hockley Steel could have nothing but the best and it was foolish to think otherwise.

At my mother's insistence, the house was furnished with the finest furniture and contained more valuables than any museum. The halls were filled with paintings and other antiques that were worth more than the house itself. On my walks throughout the house I always found something new to look at, and this stroll was no exception, except for the fact that it was my parent's voices coming from their sitting room, on the 2nd floor of the house, that distracted me instead of some new valuable.

I stopped in the dim hall and listened through the crack of the door to their conversation.

"…It's such a waste, Rose was perfect for him."

My father agreed, "A union between us and them would have benefited the company. The Montgomery's are one of the most respected families in this country, they're royalty. A Hockley boy with a Montgomery granddaughter would have been more than antiquate…"

There's still a chance

I grinned at the thought of Sarah being my wife and finally having what I deserved, I then continued to listen.

"…still, there is still a chance. I've been in talks with Hailey about Sarah and Taylor marrying for awhile now. With her finishing school this year, I'm sure we'll be planning a wedding soon."

My jaw tightened and I could feel my anger about to blow from inside of me. Quickly and as quietly as I could I stalked away from the door and headed back down the hall, going back the path I had just created.

They were idiotic, all of them. No one seemed to understand that she was mine! I was going to have her, despite what anyone said. I would make her my wife and she would love me and honor me the way that I deserved. She was the kind of woman that needed a true man and Officer Lowe wasn't even close to being one.

I smiled, Yes, I was going to have her and no one was going to stop me.

"Nate, please sit up at the table…"

"…No no no no no!"

"NATHAN, LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHER!"

So began dinner that evening. My sister Virginia, and brother-in-law, Hamilton had come up from Atlanta along with my annoying and bothersome nephew, Nate. He sat across from me at the large dining room table and was slumping down in his chair and waving his napkin around and slapping Virginia with it.

Hamilton had finally it and upon yelling at his son he got up and grabbed onto him tightly and dragged him out of the room. You could hear Nate's screaming, even after the door had been closed. Virginia looked embarrassed and apologized to the rest of us who were sitting there; myself, mother, father and Taylor.

"I'm so sorry; I don't know what's gotten into him."

"Discipline never hurt anyone, Virginia. What that boy needs is a hard smack across the backside." Father said, obviously as irritated as I was. And who could blame him, that child was the perfect example of spoiling gone wrong and why children should never be allowed to come out of a nursery. I shook my head in shame at my sister.

She had married Hamilton Moore for one reason and one reason only; because he had put her in a family way. She had been 16 when it happened and I don't think Mother and Father ever quite recovered from the shame. Their hope was that at least the child would be a blessing; yes he was a blessing…from hell. He was 8 years old and had caused more terror upon the earth than any villain in recorded history.

When he was two he bit my arm so hard he tore the skin and even left a scar that remains there to this day. When I had brought Rose to Thanksgiving dinner last year he threw a glass of red wine all over her dress, ruining it and leaving her with a face just as red as her gown. I had more contempt for the child than I cared to think about.

Virginia looked at my father, her eyes watering. She always wanted to please him, but she hadn't been able to do that for 8 years now. "Yes, sir. I will try and…"

"Theirs is no trying, Virginia! That child is a menace and controls you. You need to be firm and let him know who is in charge!"

With her chin quivering as if she were a child herself instead of a woman of 26, she answered with a nod and then reached for her beverage and sipped it as if it could give her the strength she needed to battle her child and then got up and followed Nate's screams out of the dining room, shutting the door behind her.

The quiet was deafening and Mother seized the opportunity to talk to me, "Caledon, we are all so grateful that you're here with us this evening. Aren't we, Nathan…Taylor?"

My father grunted a 'Yes' from his spot to my left and Taylor, who was to my right nodded in agreement.

Mother looked displeased that neither one of them had carried on the conversation. I didn't expect either one of them to. Father was still upset about the diamond and Taylor hadn't spoken a word to me since I had arrived this afternoon.

"Of course we are all sorry that Rose could not be. It's so unfortunate that you two were separated and couldn't have gotten off together."

Taylor looked over at me and I could see his jaw tense up, but he looked back down before I could really make anything of it and continued on with his dinner.

"Yes, Mother it is."

"I just can't believe that she refused to leave you-"

"Neither can I." Taylor replied under his breath, still not looking up.

Mother gave him an odd look before continuing, "It must have broken your heart to know that you left, thinking that she had as well. So many people lost their loves that night, it is such a tragedy.

"Yes, a tragedy." I concluded.

"Everyone I have spoken to sends their deepest regards and sympathy. She was such a lovely girl. And they all remark on how brave you were to help all of those people and have the strength to swim to a lifeboat after the ship went down."

"Yes, Cal, that is such a valiant story, why don't you tell it to us again?" Taylor spoke up, his tone was sarcastic and I glared at my brother.

"No, it's not appropriate dinner conversation." I replied coolly and went to my drink.

"Oh please, big brother, I would love to hear of your heroism and selfless deeds. How many people was it that you saved again? I think you mentioned 5 at one point…but then again this afternoon you said 10. Which was it Cal?" he said, getting up from the table and staring down at me.

I cleared my throat, feeling the looks of my father and mother upon me, burning, making my anger boil, "I don't quite recall." I replied through gritted teeth.

"I wonder why…perhaps because it's nothing but garbage could have something to do with it?" he snapped.

"TAYLOR! How dare you say such a thing to your brother!" Mother remarked, shocked by Taylor's outburst.

"Please Mother; do you honestly think that Rose would refuse to leave a sinking ship because she wanted to be with him? That girl hated him and we all know that. She made that more than clear whenever she was over here and or ever in his company! And as for him saving people…" he looked down at me and laughed, "God, I can't even keep a straight face when I try to even conjure the image in my head!"

"Taylor that's quite enough-" Father began but I cut him off.

"It sounds as if you don't believe me, Taylor." I said rising from chair. Challenging him with my height wouldn't work, since he was a good two inches taller than I was, but my anger was far more capable than his and we both knew that.

To my surprise though, he didn't back down. "No, I don't. I don't believe a word that has come out of your mouth since you returned is a fact."

"Is that so?" I asked, balling up my fist and preparing to throw a punch when Father intervened. He came between us and grabbed my arm fiercely.

"THAT IS ENOUGH! YOU TWO IN MY OFFICE…RIGHT NOW!"

He pushed us out of the dining room and marched us down the hall to his office. Treating us like we were children again. Once in his office he roughly shoved us both into a chair.

"What the hell is going on with you two! You are grown men and you'll solve your problems in a mature way, is that understood!"

"Yes, sir it is." Taylor said, avoiding his gaze.

I didn't answer, this situation was altogether ridiculous. I was thirty years old and should be treated as such. My twenty-two year old brother was the one acting like the child.

"Caledon!" Father barked at me.

I looked at him, annoyed, and sighed. "As crystal." I told him.

"Good, now settle it!" and with that he left the room.

"You son of a bitch," Taylor began, "We both know you're lying through your teeth."

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Like hell you do," he stood up, "None of what you said is true!"

"Why would you say a dreadful thing like that? Rose was my fiancée." I smiled.

He shook his head and turned around. Thinking that he was leaving the room I let my guard down and rose from the chair as well, but he suddenly whirled around and threw a punch in my face, slamming his fist right against the side of my cheek.

I fell back into the chair, shocked and rose quickly, although unsteady and raised my fist to do the same to him, but he was quicker than I and threw two more at my face before I could even breathe.

"What is it Cal? Forget how to be a man? Let me remind you!" he shoved me into the large bookcase causing the case itself to shake and books to come falling off it, "A thousand people had to die, but you had to live! How many men left behind woman who actually loved them and you just stealing a spot in one of the boats! How did you do it? Bribe someone, an officer perhaps? You're not above it, I know you too well! Look at me you bastard!" he grabbed hold of my chin and turned me roughly so that I was facing him, "I've never seen you swim a day in my life," he spat, "Whatever you did is low even for you! I'm ashamed to call you my brother!" he dropped me like I was leper and backed away, watching me fall to the floor.

"For the rest of my life I'm going to have to live with the embarrassment that I'm your brother."

I could feel the blood running out of my nose and went to touch it, making sure that it wasn't broken. Sighing heavily he threw me a handkerchief. "No girl is going to be caught dead as your bride to be now. Frankly I'm thankful, without a wife you won't get a cent from Father, and you'll never run the company."

"Oh and you want it, I guess?"

He laughed, "Hardly. But I'll put someone in charge that is actually competent enough to do it."

"And you say that no woman will want to marry me-"

"There's more to a marriage than money and power, or are you too insolent to realize that."

I laughed, obviously he didn't know very much. Hearing him speak so openly with stupidity confirmed to me that Sarah would never want to marry him.

He glared at me, his jaw tensing up again, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I was just thinking," I said rising from the floor and dabbing my nose quickly, "That I really have nothing to worry about with Sarah."

He looked confused and his frustration broke, "Sarah? Sarah who?"

"Sarah Wilkes, oh you remember her don't you?" I mocked, "Rose's cousin. She was with us on the Titanic. Father and her Grandmother are arranging for you two to marry, but it seems that isn't going to happen if you care nothing for money or power."

"And you think she'll marry you? Good Lord, you are dafter than I thought. I haven't seen Sarah in years but there's no way she'd marry you, or that her Grandfather would let that happen."

"Ah yes, but it isn't her Grandfather that's in charge of her, it's her Grandmother and she both pities and admires me." I replied smugly.

"You're sick!" he said looking at me with disgust, I simply smiled at him though. "I'd marry her just to keep her away from you!"

"That's the least of my worries," I threw the handkerchief back at him and he threw it off the side in repulsion. "You see Taylor; I know that Sarah needs a real man. A gentleman with money and power, something you will never have. You're always going to be second to me…" I came closer to him, nearly an inch away from his face, "Always." I said in a dark whisper.

"You couldn't be any more atrocious even if you tried!" he whispered just as darkly back at me.

"I miss the days when you were afraid of me."

"They're long gone, Cal. And as God is my witness I'm going to make you suffer for what you have done. I will tell everyone."

"Where's your proof?"

"I'll find it. Trust me I'll find It." and he left the room, my laughter following him.

He couldn't touch me, I was Caledon Hockley, and nothing can touch me. Not even my brother, my idiotic, naïve brother.