Hey guys, thankyou for sticking with the story! Now, it this chapter I am going to skip a few day in the middle, just to keep it flowing, so don't get confused when it is suddenly 3 days later, I am pre-warning you here. Anyway, lets carry on with the story...

once again i don't own titanic.

18th April 2012 - 9.30pm

Carpathia docked in New York, and dispite the pouring rain, awaiting the survivors were a swarm of people, including journalists, anxious family members, and others whom were simply curious as to see the survivors of the notorious ''Unsinkable ship.'' Annie leaned over the edge to get a better view of the growing crowd, she didn't mind standing out in the rain, her hair was unwashed and she remained unbathed so the rain soothed her aching limbs. Paolo remained sitting on a bench, his head roaring in pain, he squeezed his eyes shut as if to escape it, he wanted to cry out, but what could anyone do? It passed in a matter of minutes. The Carpathia crew were beginning to unload the passengers of the ship and into the harbour, Annie heard the captain shouting: ''Titanic crew, this way please!'' She quickly ran over to Paolo and they followed their fellow survivors onto SS Lapland, of which was destined for England.

11.14pm

Annie and Paolo - both under the name Sandrini - had been assigned to passenger cabin B-17.

The room was a standard cabin, with a double bed, neat table and chairs accompanied with a small toilet and closet space. Paolo slumped down onto the bed grinning, ''I do not think I have ever been in such luxury'' He said brightly surveying their cabin. ''It is just beautiful'' Annie laughed, ''It's only for a few days, so don't get too comfy.'' He laughed, ''Of course, we will arrive in England and I can meet your family.'' His eye's glistened as he said the words, he was so excited, a whole new start. Annie nodded, her smile not quite meeting her eyes. ''What is the matter?'' Paolo asked sliding up next to her and taking her hand. ''Aren't you excited?'' He asked concerned.

She stroked his palm, ''Of course I'm excited, its, just all happening so fast, I mean, I only met you a few days ago and look were we are.'' She held up her arms in exasperation. Paolo's smile fell, ''I can leave if that is what you wish'' He got up and started towards the door, Annie grabbed his arm. ''No, I didn't mean leave, I just mean't I haven't really accepted the fact that we have survived such a horrendous experience.'' She paused for a moment still gripping onto his arm, ''Your poor brother.'' She whispered. Paolo choked back the pain as his head began to throb. He sat on the bed once again squeezing his eyes shut, blocking the overwhelming pain. When it subsided he continued, ''My brother is in a better place, do not fret over him, he would not want it.'' He rose from the bed and comforted his lover as she sobbed quietly into his chest.

Moments later a slight knocking vibrated against the door, ''Si?'' Paolo answered through the wall, a woman replied, ''A message sir, from the captain, we are to arrive in Southampton in approximately 6 days.''

''Grazie Signora'' He replied. They heard the woman leave.

Paolo continued stroking Annie's cheek, ''Are you okay now bella, everything will be okay, do not worry about Mario, he is safe now.'' Annie nodded and wiped her tear sodden cheeks. ''Thankyou'' She whispered and kissed his cheek sweetly. Paolo couldn't keep the grin of his face.

She entered the bathroom and quickly undressed, chainging into a simple night dress whichthey had been issued upon their arrival on the ship. She plaited her hair and switching of the lamp she joined Paolo in the bed.

Annie automatically curled up beside him, resting her head upon his warm chest. ''Paolo'' She whispered into the darkness.

''Si'' He replied, twisting his arm round her back gently stroking her hair.

''Were you scared..that night...on Titanic?'' Her voice shook as she mentioned the name of the ill-fated ship. Paolo did not reply instantly, instead pondering on whether or not to lie, he decided against it.

''Si, It crossed my mind a few times, that they were going to be my last moments.'' Annie nudged closer to his neck.

''I was petrified.'' She announced matter-of-factly. She felt Paolo shrug, ''I would call you mad it you would have been otherwise. Nobody is ever quite as strong as they sound.'' He whispered kissing her head lovingly. ''mmmhmm'' Annie replied her eyes pleading for sleep. ''Good night mia caro'' Paolo soothed as they couple closed their eyes and slept.

21st April 1912 - 6.04pm

''Leak and Potato soup, Thankyou.'' Annie gave her order for dinner. Paolo shuffled uncomfortably in his seat attempting to hide the facct that his head was once again splitting with pain, he strained his eyes to keep them open, though he could barely read a work of the menu through is tear filled eyes. Moments later the pain disappeared and Paolo placed his order. ''Thankyou'' he smiled handing the smartly dressed waitor his menu.

''What happened there?'' Annie asked him from across their small table, Paolo shook his head, ''Sea sickness.'' He smiled, ''It has passed.''

''Well if your going to be sick please avert the vomit away from me,'' she giggled ''I've just bathed.'' He laughed massaging his temple as a smaller douse of pain tensed his features.

Annie sighed as Paolo pressed his eyes together for the fourth time this evening, it was as if he was in agony. ''Paolo, is everything okay?'' She reached across the table and squeezed his hand. The italian nodded, ''Just fine.'' He brought there hands together and kissed her reassuringly, just as he had done on the night that Titanic sank, she quickly averted her mind to a different subject, never wanting to re-live those moment ever again.

Their food arrived and Annie tucked in heartilly. Paolo spoke up, ''As I am going to meet your parents soon, I think it would make a good first impression if I knew their names.'' Paolo smiled lovingly at her and Annie couldn't help but blush, she swallowed her food and answered, ''Harold and Nancy Desmond.'' Paolo grinned pleasantly. ''Grazie.''

They had been chatting and laughing for over an hour when Annie noticed that Paolo had barely touched his food, she asked quizzingly, ''No good?'' pointing to his near full plate. He shook his head, ''No Titanic.'' He gave a small laugh and loosened his collar slightly as if it were choking him. The restaurant was set to close in 10 minutes so the couple retreated back into their cabin.

Once inside the cabin Annie could see sweat patches appearing under Paolo's arms, it wasn't that warm on the ship, infact in anything it was rather chilly.

Paolo's head pounded harder than ever, his heart raced so fast inside his chest, he was suprised it had remained inside his ribcage. His eyesight began to weaken, and he began to rub his eyes profusely. ''Paolo!'' He heard Annie cry. As his body slumped down onto their bed, he squeezed his eyes dangerously tight as his head erupted in excilarating pain, he gave a loud cry.

''Paolo!'' Annie screamed as he slumped backwards onto the matress. She instantly ran into the corridor. ''HELP!'' She screached. ''HEELLP!'' Annie bolted to the end of the corridor as a crew member came running towards her, ''What is the matter madam?'' He asked. Annie's eyes filled with fresh tears which erupted onto her cheeks, ''My husband, he's fai-, he's de-.'' She burst into a fit of tears as the stewart ran towards her cabin. He ran back out into the corridor ''I will get the doctor Miss.'' The man's face was as pale as a sheet. Annie's stomatch twisted and turned as she made her back into their cabin, Paolo lay on their matress, eyes closed and sweating unnaturally.

Within moments a swarm of medical personnal entered the small cabin and Annie was forced to leave her Paolo, though she did catch one of the doctors say: ''He'll be lucky.''

Thats chapter 4 - the next one will be out soon! Remember to review, thankyou for reading, I'm hope you enjoyed it! ...