I'm so glad you all enjoyed the last chapter and, hell I am pleasantly suprised that even one person read it ahaha. Keep your reviews coming, here is chapter two...

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2.03am

''He's breathing'' Soothed Officer Lowe as Annie stared helplessly into the face of her 'fiance.' - Oh, why hadn't she said yes then and there, in that warm and welcoming dining hall. What had held her back? A silent tear streaked her frozen features. Why did this have to happen? All 4 of those consious on board life boat 7 sat and dwelled on their own misfortune. Lady Manton sat and cried silently over her lifeless husband, Lord Manton had died shortly after his rescue, there was nothing they could have done. Her daughter never spoke, she just stared out into the ocean, as if cursing it with her glare.

Paolo stirred occasionally, everybody - with the exception of Lady Manton - had sacrificed their blanket to keep him alive, Annie would be forever grateful. Minutes felt like hours, but after so long, Officer Howard Lowe gave a sharp cry, ''Ship, Up-ahead!'' She could feel the intensity and relief on the brave mans voice. Sure enough seconds later a rather smaller ship - smaller than titanic - came into view, hundreds of people were already scattered across the top deck, Annie looked up at the side of the huge liner and read its name, Carpathia. They were saved.

''Do you have any dead!'' Shouted a steward on board the Carpathia, Officer Lowe was the one to reply, ''One.'' Those aboard the grand boat now began to fester around the edge and stare dumb-founded at the little lifeboat on which 5 passengers have survived. Lady Georgiana Grex was now climbing up the rope, tears glazing her perfect eyes as Officer Lowe lowered her father into the frozen ocean. She turned quickly away from the scene altering her gaze to the ships outercast on which she was now climbing. ''Hurry up love!' Cried Howard Lowe, the young girl hasened her pace and was quickly pulled aboard the ship.

Lady Manton was halled up onto the sun deck by three officials ready to take her name. Annie - still in the lifeboat - looked down at her now consious love. Paolo had awoken not long ago, coughing up jugs of water and blood. Mr Lowe seemed to have understood her predicament.

''Don't worry, I'll take him up with me. You hurry along now'' Annie nodded and with one last glance at Paolo, gripped tightly onto the rope and began to climb.

2.10am

Annie lay slumped on top of several potato sacks, she searched around the vast ship, seeing if she would notice any familiar faces. Paolo had been rushed into a hospital wing, the doctors had assured her he would survive, but she still worried. Her whole body shook in fear as the bitter night's wind wipped at her already frozen being. Just as she was about to go in search of her lover, a firm hand was placed upon her shoulder. She whipped around. ''Name miss?'' The officer asked brandishing a clip board and pen. She wondered what to answer, but in the end settled with...''Annie Sandrini'' She smiled at her new indentity and settling back onto the pile of sacks she closed her tired eyes and dreamed of her ... their future.

11.44am - 16th April 1912

The blaring sun beat heavily down onto RMS Carpathia. Paolo lay soaking in sweat on a cheap and uncomfortable matress in the cabin of a doctor of which he did not know his name. His head throbbing and body shaking, Paolo made his way towards a cramped but bright bathroom, splashing his hot face with freezing water sent a shiver into his spine and he stopped immediately, his head split with pain and Paolo doubled over onto the floor, lying face down on the cold linoleum he began to regain vision.

Paolo opened the door which lead him straight onto the sun deck, a swarm of people came bustling by and he was almost knocked over by one Ladies walking stick. He continued to search for Annie when an officer approached him. ''Stow-away?'' He dwindled looking exasperated. Paolo shook his head, ''I am looking for my... - '' He didn't know what to say. ''I'm looking for my ... fiance'' The officer stared at the ill-looking man for a moment then spoke, ''What's 'er name?'' He pointed to a clip board. Paolo could have smiled, ''Annie Desmond'' How could he forget? The officer looked at his clip board, he turned over 3 pieces of paper before furrowing his brow. ''No Annie Desmond here lad'' Paolo stood motionless. ''Do you think she got on another boat perhaps?'' The officer said causiously before retreating back to his head-quarters.

Paolo stood motionless, surely she had survived... he was being stupido, she was probably sleeping and had missed the officials name count. He relaxed at his thoughts and slumped clumsily down onto a pile of what looked to be cardboard boxes. Paolo's mind wandered unwillingly to his lost brother, had he survived... Paolo bowed his head and whispered: ''Mario, mio fratello, spero per te di sicurezza''* Paolo heard a sharp gasp behind him and saw its owner was a small, young woman, her face was blocked by her clasped hands which engulfed her mouth and a tartan shawl was wrapped firmly around her head. Within seconds she ran towards him but Paolo quickly stammered back unaware of who was approaching.

''Sorry Madam.'' He almost shouted looking in the opposite direction.

''Paolo'' She smiled unwraveling the shawl from around her head.

''Annie'' he grinned, he could see tears welling in her eyes as the two embraced. ''I knew you were here.'' He whispered closing his eyes and crushing his lips upon her own. Annie smiled as they broke apart, ''What do you mean?'' Paolo wrapped his arm around her shoulders and they both slumped upon the pile of boxes. ''the man wid' the clipboard said there was no Annie Desmond on board.'' He looked into her dancing eyes, a small grin playing on her features. ''What is it?'' He asked taking her hand in his free one.

''I don't believe I am Annie Desmond anymore'' Her cheeks began to flame. She sighed, ''I used your name, Sandrini.'' Paolo squeezed Annie's shoulder and lovingly kissed her on the forehead. ''ah, mia bella Annie, grazie.''** Annie rolled her eyes. ''You should know, I don't speak a word of italian.'' Paolo smiled, ''Well that could come in very handy'' Annie laughed. Paolo began to shiver violently, she quickly wrapped her shawl around his shoulders and hugged him closer. ''Do you still have the dreams?'' She asked him looking down onto the deck.

Paolo nodded. ''And after all of this, I believe they will come true.''

Sorry these are a little short - the next ones will be longer and also I am way out with the timings as the Carpathia didn't get to the survivors until early the next day but hey-ho! I really hope you enjoy it, I'm sorry nothing really happened it was a more 'fill-up the gaps' chapter, the next ones will be better hahaaha. Once again thankyou for reading and I hope you keep to the story and don't forget to review!

*Mario, my brother, I hope that you are safe.

**ah, my beautiful Annie, thankyou.