Chapter 2:

Cora woke up curled up on Jack's lap. Both Jack and Rose where asleep. She closed her eyes, and cuddled up close against Jack's warm body. She gently shook his shoulder. It was starting to rain, and she didn't want to be outside in the rain, but she didn't want to leave Jack and Rose either.

"Wake up, Jack," she said. Jack's eyes fluttered open. He looked around for a second, but smiled slightly when he saw Cora.

"What can I do for you?" he asked her.

"It's raining, can we go inside?" Jack nodded as he shook Rose's shoulder. She had been sleeping a lot lately since the sinking. They were supposed to arrive any day now in New York City, and everyone knew what awaited them…hoards of reporters wanting the survivors to relive their worst nightmare. Rose sat up, and looked at Cora. The shine in her eyes had disappeared after they had told her that her Father had died. However, she seemed more than happy when they told her that she would be moving out west with them.

"Come on, Rose. It's raining. Let's get inside," Jack said. Rose nodded sleepily, and stood up. She froze when she caught sight of where they were.

"Jack," she said quietly. "Look, it's the Statue of Liberty." Jack picked Cora up, so she could see better.

"This was Fabrizio's dream. He always wanted to see this, and now he can't." Rose wrapped her arms around Jack.

"Fabrizio's watching us from heaven, and telling us to move on. Come on, we'll be docking soon, and I want to get off the ship before my Mother and Cal do."

An hour and a half later, the Carpathia docked in New York City. Sure enough, there were reporters as far as the eye could see. There were also tons of relatives and friends of those on the Titanic, hoping that their loved one survived. First-Class un-boarded first; followed by Second, and finally Jack, Rose, and Cora. Rose saw Cal and her Mother leave the ship. They looked shaken and upset, but Rose had no thought whatsoever to let them know that she was fine. Jack took Rose's hand, and picked up Cora, and they walked onto the harbor. Reporters were all over the place, shoving writing tablets in people's faces, and asking questions. Jack and Rose pressed through the crowd. There first task was to find a place to stay. Tomorrow, Jack was going to get a job, and they'd start saving. That was the plan. To get away from Rose's family as quickly as possible, and start a new life.

"Jack! Rose!" someone called out. They both froze, they thought it was Ruth, but were relieved when they saw Molly Brown pushing through the crowd to get to them. Molly immediately hugged both of them. "I'm so glad that you're both alright. Rose, your Mother and Cal were so afraid that you hadn't made it!"

"Um…Molly, could you not tell them that I'm alright? I don't want to go back with them. Jack and I are moving out west with Cora," Rose asked politely.

"Of course dear." Molly took out a piece of paper and a pencil. She began to scribble on it. Then, she handed it to Rose. "Here's my address. I want you to write to me at least once a week to let me know how you're doing. Oh and here." She dug around in her purse (neither one could figure out where it had come from), and produced, and large handful of bills. "Here's something to help you out."

"Oh, Molly, you don't have to…." Jack said, pushing the money away.

"But I want to. You two go out west, and raise this beautiful little girl, and start a new life. By the way, who is this gorgeous girl?"

"This is Cora. I knew her in Third Class. Her Father didn't survive the sinking, and she doesn't have any other family, so we're taking her with us." Molly hugged each person, and gave them a kiss on the cheek. "You take care now. I know you can make it, after all, you survived the sinking of the Titanic." Jack and Rose gave Molly one final hug, and slipped into the crowd.

Two months later

Dear Molly,

Jack, Cora, and I finally made it out west! It took some time, but we did. We took our time, stopping every once in a while so Cora could see some of the sights our country has to offer. We actually spent two days in Washington, and now we're in Santa Monica. We've decided to open up a small pub, it's called Bert's, in remembrance of Cora's Father. Cora is doing fine, she still pretty quiet. I haven't been feeling well, but I think it's just the stress from everything. Opening up your own pub isn't easy! Jack and I want to thank you from the bottom of our hearts for all that you've done for us. We now have a home, and a pub. We want you to come and visit us once things calm down a little more. I have to go now, Jack's home, and I have something to tell him.

Love,

Rose, Jack, and Cora Dawson

Rose sealed the envelope, and addressed it. Molly's address had been burned into her memory. She stamped the letter, and set it on the counter to be mailed. The pub was starting to come into shape, but it would still be another month or so before it would actually be opened for business. Jack and Rose had bought a large building in Santa Monica, right on the shore. There was a small cellar, a main floor, and two other floors. The two tops floors would be private apartments, while the main floor and cellar would be for the pub. Jack put a bag of tools on the counter, and kissed Rose.

"How are you feeling?" he asked her. She shrugged.

"I figured out why I've been feeling sick lately. You should probably sit down though." Jack slowly sank into a bar stool.

"Is everything alright? Are you really sick? Do you need to go to the hospital?" He kept spitting out questions, much to Rose's frustration.

"I went and saw a doctor while you and Cora were at the beach. I didn't get to see you before you went to the store, so I guess I have to tell you now. Jack, I'm pregnant." Jack let out a whoop, and stood up quickly, knocking over the stool.

"You're pregnant? As in, I'm going to be a Father?" He asked as he jumped over the bar, and pulled Rose close. Rose nodded. She could barely contain her excitement. Suddenly, she felt Jack's lips come crashing down on hers.

Jack and Rose heard a small giggle, and they immediately jumped apart. There, standing in the doorway was Cora.

"Are you alright? I could hear you from upstairs, Daddy," she said in a small voice. Neither one knew exactly when she had started calling them "Mommy and Daddy," but it didn't bother them one bit. It meant that she was getting over her Father's death much more quickly than they had originally guessed. Rose smiled, as she went over, and picked Cora up, setting her on the bar.

"Cora, Mommy's going to have a baby in a few months. Is that alright with you?" she asked her adopted daughter. Cora nodded excitedly.

"I'm going to be a big sister?" she squealed, clapping her hands together. Rose smiled, and kissed her cheeks. Her life was finally what she had always hoped it would one day become.

A/N: I'm kinda going to skip the pregnancy. Psychotic pregnancies sorta aren't my thing, sorry! I will have bits and pieces of it though. Here's a teaser, someone (someone that you'll least-expect) is going to show up at Burt's in the next few chapters, so keep reading! This is going to be short, only a few chapters. I do, however, have an idea for a Titanic one-shot that I'll write after I finish another fan fiction (so don't get your hopes up…JK!) Much love!

Tina101