A/N: I don't own Titanic, it's character and all that jazz.

I'm having trouble with what to do next,some ideas would be great.


Chapter 6 – Getting Rose out

Ruth walked up the stairs, telling herself to go along with Cal, and not make it too obvious that she was horrified. When she reached the top of the stairs, Cal was standing there. By the look on his face, he wanted her to approve of what he was doing. You fucking bastard, I can't believe you did this to my baby, Ruth thought. She took a deep breath and knew not to say that, although she would like too very much.

"You're right to do this," Ruth lied, playing his little game.

"I thought you would think so," Cal replied.

Who in their right mind would approve of someone beating the shit out of their daughter? I am not a horrible mother, but…oh no. No wonder Rose thought I had something to do with this. I would never have her beaten, oh…my baby. Ruth was lost in her thoughts, until she realized that Cal was still standing there.

"Well Cal, I have to run some errands and go to the store. I will be back later," she told him, walking toward the door.

"Okay," he said, going into the parlor.

Ruth got into her white Lexus, and started driving to Nathan's Hockley's house.

Jack hadn't stopped pacing in his apartment for about an hour.

"Where the hell is Fabrizio?" he shouted to nobody but the walls that surrounded him.

Just then the door flew open, revealing a cheery Italian man.

"Fabri! Where the hell you been?" Jack yelled at his best friend, as he walked in the door.

Fabrizio looked at Jack's face and instantly knew something was not right.

"Jack, what's wrong?" Fabrizio asked his best friend.

"Rose was taken when we back to her house, and she is in danger. I need you and Tommy to help me," Jack told him.

"Okay man, let's go find Tommy," he said as him and Jack walked out the door.

Ruth cried all the way to Nathan's house. She parked in the driveway, went to the front door, wiping away tears as she went. Ruth knew he would help her; Nathan had absolutely no tolerance for abuse of any kind. Ruth rang the doorbell and waited impatiently for him to answer. Finally the wooden door opened, revealing a six foot man with gray hair and a goatee.

"Ruth, is everything okay?" Nathan asked seeing the tear stains on her cheeks.

"No," Ruth started, crying yet again, "your son is hurting my daughter and I'm scared. He locked her in a room, and he goes down there for long periods of time. I went down there and was horrified by what I saw. Her face is beaten so badly she can barely open her eyes. She is having trouble breathing, and I just know he raped her! Nathan, my baby is going to die if I can't help her!"

Ruth, it will be alright," Nathan told her, "I'm going to call the cops and have Cal arrested for what he is doing.

He went to the phone, and started dialing numbers.

"You're going to turn in your own son?" Ruth asked.

"Yes. I don't care who it is, nobody has the right to violate and beat a woman like that," he said as he waited for the operator to pick up.

"My son has severely beaten and most likely raped his fiancé, and she is in serious danger," he said into the phone, "10575 Oak Avenue, please hurry. This young woman is on the verge of dying, he's putting her in serious danger."

Nathan hung up the phone and looked over at Ruth. She was completely broken; she had no idea what to do for her daughter. She felt so much guilt, that this was all her fault. She had forced Rose into that engagement to save her own ass, and now Rose could die from that.

"C'mon Ruth," Nathan started, breaking her thoughts, "we need to go to the house."

She got up and they walked outside to Ruth's Lexus. Nathan insisted that he drive; Ruth was in no condition to drive, and they went back to Ruth's house.

Jack and Fabrizio couldn't find Tommy, so they decided to take this upon themselves. They were about a block away from the Dewitt Bukater mansion and the flash of police and ambulance lights danced among the streets. Jack sprinted toward the house, leaving Fabrizio in the dust. The whole way there Jack felt that his legs were going to give up as he thought the very worst. He spotted Rose's mother, looking very distressed.

"Mrs. Dewitt Bukater!" Jack yelled, catching her attention.

"Jack, right?" she asked.

"Yeah," he said, "where is Rose? Is she okay?"

"She's over there, in the ambulance," Ruth told him, as she watched him sprint over to it, before she could say anything else.

"Rose!" he yelled on the way to the way to the ambulance.

He pushed people out of the way and hopped into the vehicle. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw what had happened to her. She was lying there unconscious and was being provided oxygen. Her eyes were severely swollen and black and blue, as was the rest of her face. There was blood all around her inner thigh and other various places. Bruises ran up and down her arms and legs; he couldn't believe this was Rose. Jack sat down, taking her hand in his, and began to cry. Ruth walked over to the ambulance and noticed Jack with Rose, and how much he appeared to care for her.

"Jack," Ruth started, making him look at her, "would you like to ride with us to the hospital, to be with her."

"Yes ma'am, I would like that very much. Thank you," Jack was able to choke out.

Ruth got into the ambulance with her daughter and Jack. Jack looked outside and saw Cal being handcuffed and being put into a police car. An EMT entered the ambulance and closed the doors behind her. The vehicle started heading to the hospital, but Rose didn't move and inch.

"Mr…" Ruth started, releasing she didn't know his last name.

"Dawson, but please, call me Jack," he told her.

"Alright, Jack. I have to ask you a question," she started, Jack just looking at her, "Do you care for my daughter? Do you swear on your life that you would never ever do anything like this too her?"

"Mrs. Dewitt Bukater, believe me, I could never do something like this to anyone, especially Rose. I care for Rose so much, it almost hurts, and I will give her nothing but love and the admiration that she deserves," Jack told her, looking back down at Rose.

Ruth just looked at him and smiled. This man was the one for Rose and she knew it.


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