A/N: I've been having such a rough day today so I feel like crap, but still I knew I had to update because you guys give such nice compliments that it brightens my day. So thanks to everyone, you guys cheered me up today! Here we go!

A few days later, the cargo ship finally docked into Queenstown, Ireland and I ran out the door before any of the men could really decipher what had just happened. Once I was a safe distance away, I needed to figure out where they were holding Jack.

"Well it would have to be some sort of jail or detention center." I thought to myself.

Before the Titanic, Jack and I had been in Ireland for about two months, so I really didn't know my way around. I went up to one of the coast guards.

"Excuse me. Do you happen to have a map? I'm a tourist." I told the men.

One man smiled and handed me a map. I smiled at him.

"Thank you." I said and dashed off.

I pulled out a pen from my pocket and circled all the jails in the town. Sadly there were two.

The first one I stopped at was large and gray. I was a little reluctant to go in.

"Doing it for Jack." I reminded myself.

I pushed open the door and walked up to a metal desk. A guard had his feet up on the desk and was looking at a newspaper.

"Excuse me. I was wondering if a certain man was here." I said.

The guard put down his newspaper and looked at me. He grabbed a bunch of files and said;

"What's his name and when was he brought in?"

"Jack Dawson and he should've been brought in this morning."

"I'm terribly sorry miss but no newcomers have been brought in today." He said tucking away the files.

I smiled anyways, partially relieved for I did not want to have to go back there.

"Thank you kindly." I said and exited the building.

Once I was out I pulled out the map and crossed out the building. The next detention center was six miles away. I groaned and broke into a brisk run. My feet were aching after three miles as well as my sides.

I stopped for a moment to catch my breath. People walked or drove by, like on every normal day. But this wasn't a normal day for me. An innocent man could be killed and then what would I do?

I decided that was enough resting and ran the other three miles. By the time I reached the building I was completely exhausted and couldn't feel my legs. On top of all that it started to snow.

I walked into the building, basically the same as the last but you could hear yelling and cursing coming from the other side of the place.

"Excuse me; I am looking for a certain man. Can I see him?"

The man stood up and asked me who it was. I repeated Jack's name and the guard led me through the doors. Men were lined up in the cells, and a lot of them didn't look Irish. Some of them looked like they were from everywhere.

Finally we reached Jack's cell. He was sitting against the wall, his back turned to us.

"Hey thief, you've got a visitor." The guard said and stood against the wall.

Jack turned and when he saw me he stood up and ran to the bars.

"You're here! I knew you wouldn't leave me. Oh Marie." He said almost hysterical.

"Jack I know your innocent." I said, crying.

I looked up and saw a small window above Jack's room. I grinned to myself and turned back to Jack.

"Jack…I've got to go." I said.

He nodded and the guard began to drag me away. I stuck out my hand and Jack took it, along with the note I had written. I grinned at him and then fake cried as I was being pulled out.

When I left the building, darkness had already fallen. I pulled up my hood and covered my head, for the snow was falling even more heavily than before. I checked to make sure everything I needed was still in my pack and then turned to the side or the building. The street on was on, most of the lights were off. I walked around to the side of the building, and was met by a huge chain link fence.

"This could be problematic." I murmured and started to climb up the fence.

I got onto the other side, and the security lights were on. I peeked among the rows of windows and found Jack's. He was waiting at the window.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" He asked in a hushed tone.

"Hell no. I'm making it up as I go along. Now stand back."

Jack smiled and took a few steps back. I pulled out a sledge hammer from my pack. I swung really hard at the bars and they bent, making a loud clang.

"Hurry!" Jack said.

I swung again and the bars bent some more. With three more swings, the hole was wide enough for him the climb through them.

"Ok now we wait for the lights to shift." I said.

Jack nodded and shivered. When the lights had moved we darted over the fence and were soon free.

"Now what?" Jack asked once we were clear of a building.

"See that cruise ship over there? It's another ship heading for New York, but it's also making a stop in Maine too. I bought these tickets for that ship earlier today." I said pulling out the third class tickets.

"Another cruise ship? Let's hope we don't crash into another iceberg." Jack said laughing.

"Come on." I said. "We gotta find a place to stay. The ship leaves tomorrow morning."

Jack and I walked up and down rows of buildings, careful not to draw too much attention to ourselves.

"Over here." Jack said finally pointing to an abandoned warehouse.

He climbed in through the window and gave me the all clear. He helped me through and we sat in a corner, huddled close together.

I laid my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me.

"I wonder who framed me." Jack said.

"I think I know. Possibly one of Cal's friends, surprised he had any, or a man he bribed ran into the house and Cal just said it was you." I answered.

"That's a good theory. I'll use it when we get into Maine."

I smiled and he kissed the top of my forehead.

"Everything will work out ok." He said quietly.

"I know Jack."

"All you have to do is never give up hope. Everything happens for a reason."

"Yes it does. Everything happens for a reason." I repeated.

With that the two of us were soon asleep.

A/N: A lot of you probably have predictions on what's gonna happen and who knows? You could be right or you could be terribly wrong. This chapter was not supposed to offend anybody who is Irish. The only reason I put in two jails was to make things complicated for Marie. Do not take it offensively.