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Chapter 4:

I awoke to a shudder, confusion and fear taking me over as I stood and walked outside my room, watching people getting out of their rooms. I grabbed one of the steward's arms. "Sir, can you please tell me what's going on."

"Nothing, miss. Can I get you anything?"

I stuttered, looking around. "Something's wrong."

"I can assure you that nothing is wrong."

I shook my head, walking back inside my room. I would investigate, but I would not do it in my sleepwear. I got dressed quickly, and a knock on my door came.

"Come inside."

A steward came in. "Miss Bukater, I've been told you ask you to please put your lifebelt on and come up to the boat deck."

"Who told you that?"

"The captain."

Fear filled me to the brim as I nodded, quickly running to my closet and putting a warming coat on before grabbing my lifebelt and making my way to the boat deck, stopping in the hall when I saw my mother and sister. "What is going on?" I asked, walking to them.

"It's nothing," My mother said. "Quite annoying, actually."

I looked around, seeing Mr. Andrews. I leapt forward, catching his arm. "Mr. Andrews -"

Rose slipped in beside me. "Mr. Andrews. I saw the iceberg."

I gasped. "The -"

"And I see it in your eyes," Rose continued. "Please tell me the truth."

Mr. Andrews put his arm around us, leading us away from the crowd. When he stopped, he looked nervous. "The ship will sink."

My hand flew to my mouth.

"You're certain?" Rose asked.

"Yes. In an hour or so, all this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic."

"What?" Cal asked.

"Please, tell only who you must," Mr. Andrews said. "I don't want to be responsible for a panic. And get to a boat. Quickly. Don't wait. You remember what I said told you about the boats?"

Half. There were enough for half of the ship.

"Yes," Rose said softly. "I understand."

As soon as Mr. Andrews walked away, I put my lifebelt on, asking Rose to do it up. She just stood still. "Rose. Rose! Rose, please," I asked, starting to sob.

She snapped out of it, doing my lifebelt up tightly. Cal put his on. Mother put hers on. Then we stood outside in the cold, watching the crew getting the boats ready.

I kept an eye out for Tommy. I knew he'd have the good sense to be quick, so I kept the hope in my heart.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please!" A man yelled out. "Step this way, please!" He backed up, getting closer to the boats, waving people forward until he stopped. "Good. For the time being, I shall require only women and children."

Women and children started to load the docks and I became more anxious. I hadn't seen Tommy yet. They set some flares off, only making me more nervous. By that time, I couldn't think of anything else.

We grew closer and we were next.

"Is there any room for a gentleman, gentlemen?" Cal asked.

Typical.

"Only women and children, sir."

"Will the lifeboats be seated according to class?" Mother asked, really making me want to smack her. She smiled back at us. "I hope they're not too crowded."

"Oh, mother..." Rose started. "Shut up!"

The look on my mother's face made me smile.

Rose grabbed her arms. "Don't you understand? The water is freezing and there aren't enough boats. Not enough by half. Half the people on this ship are going to die."

"Not the better half," Cal inputed.

"Come on, Ruth, get in the boat. The first class seats are right up here," Molly said, pulling my mom inside.

Rose and Cal stared each other down, a smirk on his face. "You know, it's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It'll be worth a lot more by morning."

"You unimaginable bastard."

Molly tugged at me sleeve. "Come on Anna, Rose. There's plenty of room. You two are next."

"Come in the boat," My mother said, reaching for our hands.

I looked at Rose, knowing that we were on the same track.

I wasn't going anywhere until I saw Tommy get on a boat.

"Come," Cal said.

"Rose! Anna!" Our mother scolded. "Get into the boat."

"Goodbye, mother," Rose said, quickly walking away.

"Rose! Rose!"

I watched Cal grab her arm. "Where are you going?! To him?! To be a whore to a gutter rat?"

"I'd rather be his whore than your wife."

"No!" Cal grabber her again, wrestling her around. "I said, no!"

Rose up and spit in his face.

I ran forward while he was distracted, pulling his back and punching him in the face. I ran away as fast as my legs could carry me. Rose and I ran down the stairs. We stopped on the second to floor below, looking for Mr. Andrews. "Jack and Tommy will be in the same place."

"No, they won't," Rose said. "The master of arms arrested him because Cal planted my necklace in his jacket."

I stared at her. "What?"

Rose pushed me away. "Go find Tommy on the third-class floor. Go!" She pushed me, running down the hall the other way.

Okay. How would I get to the third-class floor?

I looked up, seeing the lights start to falter. I whimpered, running to where I thought the stairs were. I followed the shouting, running down the stairs to see a whole bunch of people behind a gate.

"Miss, what are you doing down here? You need to get to a -"

"Why is there a gate?" I asked, feeling sick to my stomach at the fearful faces. They weren't third-class to me anymore. They were people. I started to shout. "Unlock this immediately!"

"We can't, miss!"

I held onto the gate, shouting into it. "Tommy! Tommy!" I started to cry as I rattled the cage. "Tommy!"

"Anna!"

I breathed out in relief, smiling as I saw Tommy run to the front, gripping my hand through the cage. I turned back to guards. "Let them out, please!" I begged. "Please!"

One of the guards pulled me back.

"No!"

"Anna!" Tommy shouted. "Let go of her, you bastard! Anna!"

The guard threw me down onto the ground with blunt force.

"You son of a bitch!

"Open the gate!" I heard Jack say.

"Go back to the main stairwell," The guard said for the millionth time.

"Open the gate right now!"

"Go back down the main stairwell like I told you."

I looked up to see Jack rattling the cage. "Goddamnit! Son of a bitch!"

I laid my head back down, exhausted from it all, feeling close to hopeless.

"Put that down!"

I looked up, watching Jack, Fabrizio and Tommy holding a bench, about to ram it into the gate. I stood quickly. One wasn't enough, but two did it. I smiled, running forward. The guard grabbed my arm, pulling me back as he tried to talk to the people. "You can't go there. You can't -"

Tommy punched him, putting his arm around me and running down the hall.

"Tommy, I -"

"There's no time for sentiments, Anna."

I grabbed his sweater, pushing him against the wall and kissing him with as much passion I could come up with for a couple seconds. Then I stopped, grabbing his hand and running forward. "Now, let's get out of here."

We ran up to the boat deck, only to see that all the boats were gone.

"All the boats are gone!"

I spotted Mr. Gracie a couple feet away. I ran to him. "Colonel, are there any boats on that side?"

He shook his head. "No, miss, but there are a couple of boats all the way forward. This way, I'll lead you."

We didn't wait, the five of us making a run for the front. We ran past the band.

"Music to drown by," Tommy said. "Now I know I'm in first class."

I could've laughed if I wasn't so panicked.

We found our way to a crowd, kind of making it to the front, but the guard was not letting anyone on except for women and children and he was doing so very slowly. There were even some shots fired.

"You better check the other side!" Jack said to Tommy and Fabrizio. "Go!"

I grabbed onto Tommy's sweater. "No."

Tommy gave me a sad look. "These past few days -"

"No."

"These past few days have been wonderful, love." He put one hand on my cheek, kissing the other, then running off before I could speak.

I stood still, tears flowing out of my eyes. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe.

Rose grabbed my arm. "Get in the boat, Anna."

"I can't," I said, looking at her. "I can't." I slipped away for a mere second, but it was enough, and I ran, ran so far, so fast to the other side of the front of the ship. Running around the deck, I could see that there were more boats. I spotted Tommy's curly head of hair from a couple feet away. "Tommy!"

He spun around, not looking too happy to see me. "Anna, you -"

I jumped into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my body tightly. "I couldn't."

He rubbed my hair. "Damnit, Anna, that was stupid."

I laughed, squeezing him tight as tear fell down my cheeks. I slid down his body, letting him take me by the arm and pull me and Fabrizio to the front, where Murdoch was wielding a gun.

"Stop pushing!"

"Will you give us a chance to live, you limey bastard!" Tommy yelled.

Murdoch held the gun firmly. "I'll shot any man who tries to get past me! Get back!"

"Bastard!"

"Get back!"

Cal came out of no where, showing that somehow the worst people always survived. "We had a deal, damn you!"

Murdoch pulled a whole bunch of money out of his pocket, throwing it in Cal's face. "Your money can't save you anymore than it could save me. Get back!"

"Women and children only!"

One man leaped onto the ropes, intending to swing onto the boat, but Murdoch shot him before he could.

I screamed, hiding my face in Tommy's chest. Tommy held my head, making me look up at him. "I don't know why, Anna, but I think I'm fallin' for ya." He kissed me quickly, turning me around to face Murdoch. "She's a woman! Let her on, why won't you!"

Before I could resist or Murdoch could respond, someone pushed Fabrizio forward, making it look like he was trying to get on the boat. Murdoch shot him quickly, not fully processing.

I screamed again, Tommy and I both kneeling down beside him. "Fabrizio!"

"Fabri!" Tommy looked up at Murdoch. "You bastard!"

"No, Will!"

I looked up just in time to see Murdoch hold the gun to his head, shooting himself, his limp body falling overboard.

I sobbed. "It's over. It's all over."

Tommy held my face, making me look him in the eyes. "You are getting off of this ship, Anna! I promise!"

"We are getting off of this ship!" I yelled. "Promise me that!"

Tommy sighed, the loud screams fading out as he looked at me with intensity. "I'll get you off this ship."

I sobbed one last time, leaning down and kissing Fabrizio's cheek, then I toughened up, gathering the money that Murdoch threw, running up to one of the crewmen, knowing that one of them would be desperate enough. I held up the money. "I think there's room for one man."

The crewman hesitated, then nodded, taking the money and slipping it into his pocket.

It was a low moment, but I couldn't hesitate. I grabbed Tommy's hand, jumping forward, both him and I landing onto the boat. The moment my feet touched the inside of the boat, I felt immense relief, but also sadness.

"There's no time! Cut them if you have to!"

"Hold on!" Tommy yelled.

I held onto the side of the boat and it fell through the air, landing onto the water. I let out a sigh, then a violent sob. "My sister -"

Tommy put his arm around me. "She's fine. Everyone is fine."

"Oh, Tommy," I said, looking up at him.

He sighed, kissing my cheek and holding me close. "We're alive and we're together. That's what matters."

"Fabrizio -"

"May he rest in peace."

I nodded, snuggling into Tommy's side.

"Pull!"

I closed my eyes, listening to the screams off all the people still running around the ship. And I cried for them, for everyone.

Lots of time passed and everything seemed to blend together.

"Mary mother of god..."

I opened my eyes, following Tommy's sight. The ship was titled almost completely vertical, the front half of the ship not visible anymore, just the tail sticking up in the air. "Holy shit."

There was no time for crying anymore. Everyone on the lifeboat just stared in shock.

Then all the lights went out.

I gasped, feeling light-headed. "Please be okay. Please be okay. Please be okay. Rose DeWitt Bukater, please be okay. Jack Dawson, please be okay. Please be alive. Please be okay. Please."

People were jumping off of the ship. People were screaming so loud, we could hear it from our position from a mile away.

All of the sudden, you could hear the crack, like the sound of a thousand guns going off a once The cracking could be heard and it was loud. I could see one crack, then the rest of the ship followed, the whole thing snapping in half like a twig. But it didn't break all the way, leaving the same thing to happen all over again. The tail end started to rise, going down with the part of the head it was still attached to. I watched in horror as the tail end went vertical, pausing for a moment before sinking down, still vertical. It was below the surface quickly, but people were emerging.

Let one of those people be Rose...and one Jack. Please.

Some of the boats came together - one of the boats being ours.

"Now, bring in your oars over there. And tie these boats together as well," One of the crew - Lowe, I thought - commanded. "Now make sure that's tied up nice and tight."

I stared off into the distance, listening to the whistle far away. I looked up, making eye contact with Lowe. I caught his internal struggle, then he started yelling again.

"Right, listen to me, men. We have to go back. I want to transfer all the women from this boat into that boat right now, as quick as you can, please." Everyone started moving. "Let's create some space over there. Move forward and aft."

I turned toward Tommy, kissing him quickly. "I think I'm falling for you, too." I stood, moving to where I was supposed to go. We were in separate boats, but I never took my eyes off of him.

It seemed like forever before the boat came back, and when it did, it had six more people on it, one them with curly, red hair.

"Rose!" I yelled out.

She popped her head up slightly with all the energy she had, then let it fall back down.

I sighed, settling back in my seat. She was alive. That was all I needed to know.

It was hours. Hours before any sign of anything came. By that time, the sun was risen, creating a beautiful hue of light in the night sky, highlighting the beautifully tragic sea. I couldn't sleep a wink and I watched as a ship slowly came into view. No one cheered. No one made a sound. There was a ship, but there was no such thing as saving at that point.

We were brought aboard by The Carpathia. Everyone sat down with blankets, some woman crying and asking for their husbands, others lying down on the ground, looking as if they were just waiting to die.

I walked around the ship, looking for Tommy. When we spotted each other, we walked together slowly, knowing that this time, there was no rush. He took me into his warm body, wrapping his blanket around both of us. I sighed into his chest. "We have to find Rose."

We looked around and we found her sitting by her lonesome. The three of us sat together and didn't speak one single word. A day or two passed and we got to New York, and as we sailed past the statue of liberty, Rose stood, not taking her umbrella for the rain, walking closer to the railing. Tommy and I followed, also not taking umbrellas. Rain didn't exactly phase us anymore. Not even the cold. The three of us stood there, looking up at the statue, unbelieving that we survived.

"What's he doing?" Tommy asked, making me looked at a man with a clipboard.

"He's asking for names," I said, overhearing him earlier. Then I turned to Tommy. "I can't go back to my mother. As soon as I say 'Bukater', I'm stuck with her."

"Can I take your name, please, love?" One of the other men asked Rose.

She looked at him. "Dawson." Then she looked back at the statue. "Rose Dawson."

"And you two?"

Tommy looked down at me, then up at the man. "We're the Ryan's. Tommy and Anna Ryan."

I nodded, turning away and hugging Tommy.

"Thank you," The man said, walking away.

I sighed into Tommy's chest for what felt like the millionth time, thinking in my mind about the bible. "The righteous perish, and no one ponders it in his heart; devout men are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death."