Jacks POV

After re-assuring the nurse that we were not going to get her fired, that Cal could be persuasive in many ways, and it wasn't all completely her fault, she finally calmed down a bit, and stopped sobbing.

"I could have been the one that ruined your lives, I am so sorry."

Rose scoffed and frowned at that remark, "Yes, you could have. You should be grateful that we aren't harsh human beings." She said.

"I am, I am so grateful," she looked at me, "I am glad that the baby is yours, I really am. I am going to leave you two to yourselves, and continue my shift. Have a good life." She said and rushed herself over and out of the door, leaving Rose and I alone.

"I'm glad you're pushy when it comes to finding out the truth." I smiled at Rose.

"I am never letting that man come near our baby again." She frowned.

"I won't let him either."

As if it were as he heard us, Cal made his way into the room with Ruth.

"What do you want now?" I asked him.

"Just wondering when Rose and I will be able to leave this dull place and start our life with Belle." He said.

"Never." Rose announced.

"You're speaking again!" Ruth exclaimed excitedly.

"That is truly wonderful," Cal smiled at her, "I suppose we can leave today then."

"I believe not." Rose said smugly.

"Rose, you can't keep my daughter and I apart." Cal told her.

"You will never, ever, see Belle again. You lying, manipulative prick" that was the first time I have really heard her sound scarily frightening.

"We'll see about that, I can take you to court."

"It would be my pleasure." She told him.

"C'mon Cal, let it go for today." Ruth put her hand on his arm, which he shoved off and stormed out the door. I think Ruth knew exactly what was going on, as she looked at both Rose and I, nodded a final nod, and left silently.

Three Years Later

We never saw those two again. I wasn't sure if Ruth persuaded Cal not to bother, or he gave up, maybe they both just realised we had figured out the truth. Either way, life had been very good ever since, especially today, which was bound to be my favourite day since Belles birth.

Soft music began to stimulate my ears as I looked ahead of me, where a beautiful little girl made her way down the sprawled out rug, throwing flower petals into the air. Her short, adorable auburn hair blew in the slight wind and her light pink dress ruffled around her ankles as she walked. She smiled at me on her way down, and finally made her way into my open arms. I scooped her up and kissed her cheek before handing her over to one of Kate's greatest friends. Her name was Nataly and we had met her just after Belle had been born, she worked as a real estate agent. Belle was placed in a comfy seat right next to Nataly, who would be known to Belle as her aunt. Suddenly, the music changed and the most gorgeous person I had ever seen began to walk down the aisle. Everyone stood and stared as she made her grand entrance, and I couldn't help but to smile as she looked at me. Her face was covered with a white veil, and was complimented with a beautiful white dress that fit her well. She finally stopped next to me, where I lifted the mesh off of her face. It revealed Roses beautiful face in full, along with her hair that was pulled into a bun.

"We shall begin." Is all I heard before I studied every inch of the lady standing in front of me. It wasn't long before we both exchanged our vowels and said "I do."

"You will now be pronounced as Mrs and Mr Dawson, feel free to kiss your bride."

Her lips were on mine before you could say wedding, they were luscious and tasted like strawberries. For a moment, it was just us and nothing else, but soon the sounds of cheers and clapping entered my ears. As the kiss broke, we stared at each other and then turned to smile at the crowd. The orange leaved trees rustled around us, and a nice breeze rolled by. What a perfect day.

The reception was placed on the boat Rose and had I arrived on. It was beautiful, and everyone seemed to be having a great time. Many were dancing on the hard wooden floor while lights shown all over the room and great music was playing. Others were chatting to one another, holding wine glasses filled with bubbly. Rose and I had just finished taking our wedding photos and were exiting the room with all of our closest friends. John, a friend I met at my job as a stock broker on Wall Street, and who had recently started dating Melody, put his arm around my neck.

"Congratulations man, you are one lucky guy." He told me, I smiled at him and pat his back once.

"Let's go get a drink." I said leading him to the bar, kissing Rose on the cheek as I walked past.

Roses POV

I couldn't believe how perfect this day was going, I didn't want it to end, but unfortunately it had to. Jack had found me and announced he was tired and wanted to finally sleep, considering it was 2am. I nodded in agreement and we set off to say goodnight to everyone on the boat.

"Hey Nat," I smiled, "Jack and I are going to go to bed. Are you sure you're okay with Belle?"

"Oh yeah! This beautiful little girl is no trouble," she said bouncing her on her lap, "go and end your night with a bang." I smirked.

"I will see you both in the morning, just make sure she gets to sleep soon though." I kissed them both on the cheek while Nataly said something about also going to bed.

I turned to go find Jack and saw a figure lurking just outside the large window, and it made out to be my mother. At first I panicked, thinking the night was going to become worse once Cal revealed his face, but he never did. My mother smiled at me, like she was proud of me for the first time, then she slowly made her way back to the pier, peering back once and seeing me smiling at her.

Once she had left, I found Jack and we made our way up to the highest floor of accommodation on the ship, where our suite awaited us. He lifted me off my feet and walked me through the door, into the beautifully decorated room. After shutting the door with his foot, he placed me on the bed and started kissing me until we made passionate love. After the most amazing sex, Jack had fallen asleep. I stared at the ceiling of the room, thinking about how I couldn't wait to return to our white picketed fenced home and begin our life as a married couple, watching Belle grow up, and waiting for her baby brother to finally come out.