Hello! Hope u all had a good Christmas and a Happy New Year...Well, its a new year and a new chapter for the fic. I'd like to say sorry, for not updating it. I've been having trouble falling asleep and when I do, I sleep all day. I've tried my best to write, but I'm usually to tired to even type.

So, having said that, would u guys like me to just finish up this fic and then post a chapter a day or two? Or, u don't mind waiting a few weeks at a time for an update? And no, I have no clue when I would finish the fic.

The lower class area on the ship was a stark contrast to the clean and proper like, first class. There were mothers with there babies, kids running around and yelling. Old women yelling for no reason, men playing chess and girls reading novels. And, stuck in a corner, was a rusty piano that has seen better days. Dylan was fiddling with the keys.

We find Gabriel, playing with a five year old girl with pigtails and freckles. They were drawing funny faces in Gabriel's sketchbook.

Emmett was trying, a failing, to woo an attractive woman. "No Italian? Maybe some English?" He asks the brown haired beauty. She shakes her head, "No, no. Norwegian only." She says, a smile plastered on her face. The Norwegian beauty sees an odd face behind Emmett, "Who is that?" She asks. Emmett looks over his shoulder, and does a double take. Gabriel, noticing his friend's gaze, follows it to see...Rosalie.

The room fell into a hush. They were all staring at the blonde haired, first class woman. Some with resentment, others with awe.

Rosalie started to walk towards Gabriel, smiling at a few of the small kids. "Hello Gabriel." She said. Gabriel got up from her seat and smiled, "Hello Rosalie." Gabriel said. The blonde tucked a stray peice of her hair behind her ear, "Could I speak to you in private? Just a moment or two is all I need." She asked. Gabriel was floored and looked over at Dylan and Emmett, both of them shocked that the first class woman was down in the slums. She brought her eyes back to Rosalie and nodded, "Yes. Of course." She answered. She motioned her ahead and followed. As they reach the exit, she glances over her shoulder and raises her eyebrow. Both Dylan and Emmett just shrug.

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Gabriel and Rosalie are walking side by side, passing some people who are looking at them with a curios gaze. They both feel a bit awkward, but for different reasons. "So, to what do I owe the honor of your presence?" Gabriel asked. Rosalie let out a long breath and turned her head towards the redhead. "Mrs Swan.." She said, but got stopped by Gabriel bringing up her hand. "Gabriel, please." She said. Rosalie nodded, 'Okay then. Gabriel, I would like to thank you for yesterday. For pulling me back from the railing and your discretion." Gabriel smiled, "You're very welcome, Rosalie."

Rosalie looked down on the ground, "I know what you must be thinking. Your thinking, poor little rich girl. What does she know about misery?" She said/asked. Gabriel shook her head, "I'm not thinking that at all." She said. "I'm thinking to myself, what could have happened to hurt this woman to the point that she figured she had no other way out."

The two women walked along for a few minutes after that, ironically coming to stop where Gabriel had pulled Rosalie from the railing. "It wasn't just one thing. It was everything piled up. It was them. It was their whole world. Do this, don't do that. I felt like I was trapped." She said. And then, in a rush, just let it all out in one breath. "I just had get away from that world. Run, run and hide. Then, I found myself at the back rail and there was no more ship. The Titanic wasn't big enough for e to run away, not enough to get away. Next thing I know, i'm over the rail and very furious. Furious at the world. Furious at them."

"That penguin last night, he one of them?" Gabriel asked, her eyebrow raised. She chucklied when Rosalie furrowed her eyebrows, trying to think who she was referring to. Then, it dawned on the blonde. "Oh, Edward!" She yelled. "He is them." "He your boyfriend?" Gabriel asked. Rosalie shook her head and stared at the deck, "Worse I'm afraid. He's my fiance." She says. She shows the redhead her engagement ring, a sizable diamond.

Gabriel nods, "So..you feel like your stuck on a train that you can't get off. And you can't get off cause you're going to marry this Edward guy." She said. Rosalie nodded, happy that someone finally got it. "Yes, that's exactly how I feel." "Well then, don't marry him." Gabriel said, like it was the obvious answer. Rosalie chucklied and turned, looking out towards the horizon. "If only it were that simple." She said. Gabriel shrugged, "It is that simple. You don't love the guy, so don't marry him." Gabriel said. Rosalie sighed and turned towards the green eyed girl. "Oh Gabriel...don't judge me until you've seen my world." She said. Gabriel smiled, "Well, I guess i'll see your world tonight."

They both looked down, another awkward silence passing between them.

"What's this?" Rosalie asked, indicating at Gabriel's sketchbook. Gabriel shrugged, "Just some sketches." She said. Rosalie raised an eyebrow, "May I?" She asked. Gabriel handed the book to the blonde, "There nothing serious, just something that I do as a hobby." Gabriel said. Rosalie went to seat on a deck chair, Gabriel sitting right across from her, and browsed through the sketchbook. Each piece had an expressive little bit of humanity: an old man's hands, a sleeping child, a father and daughter at the rail. The faces seemed to be alive. "These are quite good." Rosalie said. She looked up and saw Gabriel doubted her. "Really, they are." Gabriel just shrugged, "Well..they didn't think of them too much in Paree." She said, her hand on the back of her neck.

Some loose sketches fall out and are taken by the wind. Gabriel scrambled to get them, but only catches two. The rest are over the rail, in the ocean. Rosalie places her hand over her mouth, "I'm so sorry. Truly, I am." She said. Gabriel just shrugged, "Doesn't really matter, there not worth a damn anyways." She says, and throws the two pictures out into the sea. "Besides, I can spew them out like there is no tomorrow."

Rosalie just chuckles, then turns a page. "Well, well..." She said, coming upon a series of nudes. They were all beautiful, soulful, real. They were very detailed, looking like they were alive. They felt more like portraits then studies of the human form...almost uncomfortably intimate. Rosalie blushes and flattens the book into her chest as a mother and baby walk pass.

Rosalie tries to get her face serious, "Were all these drawn from life?" She asked. Gabriel nodded, "Yup. Best part of Paris, lots of girls willing to take their clothes off." Rosalie coughed, "So..your, um." She said, not knowing how to say it. "Gay? Into women? A homosexual?" Gabriel asked. The blonde nodded. Gabriel smiled, "Guilty as charged." She said.

Rosalie studied one drawing in particular, the woman posed half in sunlight...half in shadow. Her hands lie at her chin, one hand curled and one open like a flower. "You like this woman, she's in several of your sketches." Rosalie said. Gabriel smiled, "She had beautiful hands." She said, and shook her own hands for no reason.

"You have a wonderful gift, Gabriel. You truly do." Rosalie said, shutting the book. "You see people." "I see you." Gabriel said. The two gazed at the other, "And?" Rosalie asked. Gabriel took her book back, "And you wouldn't have jumped." She answered.

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