Titanic - The Heart Goes On By HL Griffiths
(Sequel to The Heart Never Lies)
Disclaimer: I dont own these characters, they are owned by James Cameron. I stand to make nothing from them just the love of writing my take of their lives
Chapter One - Us!
September 1912
Jack
"Please raise your glasses to the happy couple Jack and Rose" Ruth Dewitt Bukater's voice echoed around the drawing room of our small house a smile on her normally severe face. She turned to me, her eyes mellow.
"Jack and Rose!!" our friends shouted to Ruth's toast.
"I'd like to say a few words too" she said warmly "Jack is the best thing that ever happened to Rose and myself, we owe him everything. I wish them and my new grandchild every happiness in their coming marriage and their future"
People clapped her and gave her a round of applause and Ruth turned away quite pink.
I saw Molly Browns face laughing, my boss Hamish from the Art Gallery was even cracking a smile as he was listening to Molly's anecdotes.
People were laughing and joking and happy. It was lovely to mix with our new friends. Even Mrs Jackson, Roses ex landlady was making conversation with Ruth quite amicably.
Finally I turned my eyes from the sight of our happy family and friends to rest on the vision that was my Rose.
Our eyes met and the unexplainable connection between us lifted my heart as our gazes met, I only had to look at her. She came towards me and took my hand. Our baby making her beauty bloom even more. Her titan curls bouncing off her shoulders, her skin white and flawless.
"You look radiant" I murmured in her ear and kissed her cheek and placed my hand to her bump.
Our child, kicking furiously inside her, lucky to be here at all after our near drowning when Titanic went down, so much anxiety has passed after as we had gone our separate ways. Me in hospital half dead and suffering from Amnesia and her picked up by the ever omnipresent brooding Caledon Hockley. Who was always in our minds hovering like a malevolent black spider ready to cast his web of evil and control.
His snooty family had already cast its tentacles into the lives of the Dewitt Family causing death pain and heartache. Word had it that he wasn't through with us yet, we had just managed to evade him for now!
"How's baby Dawson?" I whispered. She giggled her green eyes shining, still holding my hand.
"Kicking hard" she laughed. "I cant wait till the New Year when its arrives!"
Molly Brown came over to my side. "Is the house ok for you Jack and Rose?" she asked. She was a trooper. She was an inspiration. She had been nicknamed the "Unsinkable Molly Brown" by the press after her actions and selflessness in helping others last fortunate in the Titanic disaster and she certainly was, we owed her so much.
She had rented us a house near Santa Monica, it was modest with three bedrooms, a drawing room, a lounge, dining room, two bathrooms and a kitchen. She also paid for a hired help to come in daily as lovely as Ruth Dewitt was, she definitely did not have domestic skills as she was still a lady through and through. I found it funny that Ruth had become a totally different person to the snob that she had been on Titanic. I suppose finding out that your husband had sold his soul to the devil i.e. the Hockley's and that had caused your downfall, his death and loss of your fortune was pretty sobering to alter anyone.
She and Rose were slowly rebuilding their fractured relationship. She lived with us but kept herself busy, she sometimes helped Molly with her charity work, after all Molly had rescued her after Cal had kicked her out the Hockley house. Mrs Amoy the domestic was teaching her new skills in her spare time. Funny the great Ruth Dewitt peeling potatoes. I chuckled to myself at the picture.
I turned to Molly "The house is fantastic, we can never thank you enough" I said Rose agreed.
"Oh poppycock, its reward enough to see how happy the two of you together, my how things change. So much to look forward too. Baby due in the New Year, The wedding next week. I couldn't be happier for y' all. I got money, quite relieved to see it go to people who deserve it"
Rose added "Don't forget that Hamish is hosting Jacks exhibition in "Inspired" his art gallery starting in October, everyone will know who Jack Dawson is, the famous artiste" She laughed.
Molly frowned, and said in a low voice "A word to the wise Jack, maybe you should exhibit under another name, a pen name, we don't want Cal spotting you in the press if you go national"
Rose and I looked at each other in horror. Cal had nearly cost Rose and me our lives, we had got hounded into the bowels of the sinking ship when he had chased us with a gun, narrowly missing Rose by inches with a bullet. We didn't want to attract his attention. He was crazy enough.
"I know" I suddenly announced " That is a brilliant idea and because Molly suggested it I will borrow her sons name in her honour if you like; Calvert!. I shall be Jacques Calvert!"
Molly laughed heartily "Jack you are crazy but that is so sweet, that's sounds swell"
Rose whispered to me "I love you Jacques Dawson Calvert" then she raised her glass of water "To our future successes" she called. "And to our baby" then in a soft voice to me "We are so lucky Jack to have had this second chance, lets not waste another minute, ever"
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