Hola! Fellow fans! Hope you are enjoying the story! - I'm sorry the last chapter was a bit short, but it was more of a fill-in - though it was fun to bring Harry back to life, and I will hopefully be starting a Harry/Georgiana Fan Fic which I know has been a popular demand. Once again thankyou soooo much for reading this story and I can assure you more drama will unfold :) happy reading!...

I don't own t-t-titanic!

24th April 1912 - 4.16pm

''Don't loose that,'' Georgiana smiled placing a small peice of paper which had on their address into Annie's hand. ''We won't'' she too smiled, at her new friend.

''Well, goodbye, it was lovely to see you.'' Georgiana hugged Annie and the men shook hands, then the friends parted ways. Annie linked arms with Paolo as they stepped into Southampton City Centre.

''Look at you!'' Paolo chucked as they made their way towards Southampton docks. ''What do you mean?'' She asked quite confused. He nudged her playfully. ''Friends with a Lady, the King will be bowing down to you soon enough.'' he laughed.

''Not funny'' she smiled rolling her eyes, ''it's nice to see other people whom were aboard ... you-know-what.''

Paolo looked confused, ''Sorry, you-know-what, what?'' He furrowed his brows in thought, Annie sighed. ''Titanic, remember, we said never to speak of it again.'' The penny dropped. ''aaaah naturalmente*, I think we can mention it's name though, that does not seem to bad, as it was - is - a big part of our lives. For, it is the ship we met on, no?'' Paolo took Annie's hand and kissed her upon the cheek.

''I suppose. Just not to often?'' He nodded.

Paolo beamed and squeezed Annie's hand as they reached the docks, his dream finally becoming a reality! She too grinned at the magnificant ships upon which they would be sailing. Paolo had decided it would be easier to buy the tickets on the day, as there was no big demand for ships at the moment and it would be cheaper.

''Can I ask you something?'' Annie wondered as they joined the tivket queue. ''Of course.'' He replied looking wonderingly down at her. ''Do you remember, that night, in the first class dining room, when you first enlightened me about your dreams,'' Paolo nodded thoughtfully. ''The day I asked you to marry me.''

Annie was court of guard at his comment, having almost forgotten all about the proposal. She stared awkwardly at the ground. ''I - '' she began but was interrupted by the ticket clerk. ''Next!'' he exclaimed and the two of them beckoned forward.

''Two 2nd class tickets, for which ever ship is travelling to America today.'' The tired looking man behind the counted, sighed heavily.

''That'd be the Olympic then'' His head popped out of sight for a few seconds, Annie nudged Paolo, ''Second class?'' she wondered, she had never traveled so luxuriously. Paolo just shrugged bareing a huge grin. The ticket master appeared holding two tickets.

''That'll be £20 15s please sir'' Paolo handed him the money, recieved the tickets and they head off towards the ship.

''You were saying,'' he urged as they joined the queue for 2nd class. Annie, feeling slightly under pressure retracted her earlier question, ''I was just going to ask that if, when you mentioned what it would be life for 'a couple' to relocate to America, there was somehow an underlaying message there, admitting your love for me or something.'' She grinned at him beaming face.

Paolo drew her into a hug and answered, ''Why, of course I did. I have always loved you.'' Annie laughed and crashed her lips with him own. Paolo shocked at the sudden contact deepened the kiss taking her face into his strong hands.

As they felt the queue move the couple withdrew for their embrace slightly breathless. ''Was it love at first sight for you also?'' Paolo asked taking her hand. Annie pondered on there first meeting for a moment. ''hmmm, it was a really brief moment, and I had a lot of work to do that day, so I suppose, it wasen't.'' She giggled at his crestfallen face.

''I only joking!'' She wrapped her arm around his torso, ''Of course it was, how could anybody resist that smile!'' Paolo laughed and wrapped his arm around her also, he shrugged, ''What can I say.''

They reached the front of the line, ''Tickets?'' Paolo reaching with his free hand into his pockets, pulled out the newly bought tickets. the crew member nodded, gave them there appropriate key and allowed them to pass.

''Which is our cabin?'' Annie asked walking up the small bridge on to Titanic's slightly smaller sibling. ''C-17'' Paolo replied as they entered the illustrious ship.

They arrived in a hallway, plaqued signs issueed the way towards certain cabins, C-1-10 towards the rights and C-11-20 towards the left, Paolo with in tow carried on down another narrow corridor, passing fellows passengers. They finally reached cabin 17 and Paolo unlocked the door.

''Woah'' Annie breathed as she stepped into their accomodation. She surveyed the rather large - atleast by her standards - cabin. It was fully fitted with a decent size couch, 2 plush chairs and a small table. A large doube bed, side table equipped with a desk lamp and paper. Annie ran towards the bed indulging herself in its plump pillows and comfy mattress.

She turned around a giant grin playing on her features. Paolo's expression mirrored her own and her just stared intently around the room for a few moments. Before embracing eachother in a long a passionate kiss. Overwhelmed with happy emotion Paolo deepened their embrace and tousiling his over-grown hair Annie did not regect it.

Paolo ran his cool hands seductively down Annie back. She reacted by wrapping her arms around his upper body drawing herself closer. Paolo moved them nearer the bed and, finding it, they dropped down onto it slowly still interlocked into their kiss.

Annie tugged as his worn jumper attempting to pull it over his head, for a brief moment they stopped the embrace as Paolo managed to rid himself of the to-big jumper, exposing a neatly trimmed physique.

He laughed inwardly at her reaction before there lips met again, Annie rolled over, now laying over Paolo she successfully managed to relieve herself of the second hand dress. Paolo ran his fingers along Annie smooth skin and she moaned gently at his touch. The couple, indulging and exploring eachother, began a night of passion and lust.

25th April - 8.44am

Annie woke with a start having felt slightly uncomfortable to be - once again - sleeping aboard a ship. She rose from the bed noticing Paolo was not beside her.

She searched the cabin, still slightly taken aback by the fact that they were now able to afford something slightly better than steerage, though she would never deem herself higher or frankly better than those who could not.

Paolo came bussling, humming a tune to himself through the door. He found Annie reading a safety procedure pamphlet on the setee. ''Buongiorno, bella.'' He grinned planting a kiss upon her forehead. ''I have just been walking on the promenade.'' Annie rose from her seat and opened her almost bare wardrobe and plucked out an appropriate day dress, which she had managed to salvage from her small bundle.

She began to change swiftly. ''How is the weather, not too cold I hope.'' She fastened the buttons on her dress and sat next to her lover.

Paolo brushed his fingers over her hand and sighed slowly. ''Annie, why did you not sccept my proposal that night?'' he asked it so easily, so confidently. She averted her eyes to the floor, escaping his wondering gaze. She too sighed, ''I think ... I think it was just a little too fast, and, well I hardly knew you, and although I knew what we felt for eachother, it just felt so ... I guess I was just a bit shocked by the sudden question, I mean 'normal people ' plan that sort of thing.'' She looked into his eyes, a smart grin appearing on his face. ''What?'' she asked grinning.

His grin becoming wider Paolo got up from the bed and stood infront of Annie. ''What are you doing?'' She asked as he descended onto the floor.

He knelt down as it to tie his shoe. ''Annie Desmond,'' he began ''I love you all my he'art. Will you marry me?''

Annie gasped as he brandished a plush velvet box from his pocket, and opened it. Inside lay a beautiful ring, entrusted with tiny diamonds. Annie had never been a big lover of material things but this cause her to catch her breath.

She just stared at the jewel, transfixed in the moment, Paolo was becoming anxious. ''So?'' He said urging her on slightly. It snapped Annie from her reverie and she jumped up smiling from ear to ear. ''YES!'' She cried flinging her arms around a now uprooted Paolo.

''Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes!'' she laughed planting a firm kiss upon his lips. They drew apart and Paolo placed the ring onto Annie's wedding finger. They both smiled at it, bewildered with joy.

''Now you can finally be my wife!'' he exclaimed making both of their hearts skip a beat. Paolo lifted Annie up spinning her around endulging in the moment, before they heard a sharp knock at the door.

''Yes?'' Annie shouted clinging to Paolo's shirt. ''Would you like me to turn down the bed Madam?'' the voice asked and Annie couldnt help but laugh.

''No thankyou.'' She replied. Imagining herself, in that position only days ago.

25th April 1912 - 6.21pm

Hand in hand Annie and Paolo walked along the second class promenade deck staring at the rippling sea. They lent over the edge and stared into the icy water, both remembering there friends and family whom lay beneath its depth.

''What job do you plan to do once we get to America?'' Annie asked gripping his hand at a harsh wind whipped the deck.

''A little bit of this and a little bit of thank, then I can see what I really enjoy and grow from there.'' He beamed at the prospect. ''What are you going to do?'' He asked a huge grin on his face.

''You know what...I've been thinking, I might join White Star Line again, I mean, the pay was reasonable and I wasen't the worst job in the world.'' She looked sideways and saw that Paolo was furrowing his brow in cinfusion. She stopped and faced him.

''What is it?'' Annie wondered. Paolo took both of his hands into her own and kissed them. ''Don't you want to have a stable job. No moving around and travelling...'' he trailed off. ''No, forget what I just said, you do what maked you happy, il mio amore'' Annie kissed him passionately, they pulled away, Paolo wrapped his arm around Annie and they continued walking.

''Do you ever wonder what if?'' she asked glancing at his handsome face.

''Of course'' he replied. ''Like, what if Mr Lightoller would never have let me on the ship, or if I had come in at a different entrance and never met you.'' Annie nodded. ''Exactly, it's so scary.''

''mmm, so much could have changed. Even if one little thing did not happen.'' Annie nodded.

''Do you believe in fate?'' She wondered again curling her own arm around his warm torso. Paolo thought for a moment. ''Maybe, I think most things happen for a reason, the important things.''

Again Annie nodded. She stared directly out to sea, imagining her life know if she had refused to join Titanic on her maidan voyage or if she had not been walking down that hallway and bumped into her future fiance.

She turned around and caught Paolo blushing slightly, probably due to the cold. ''We'd better go in'' he acknowledged. ''It's getting cold.''

ooooohh.. did you expect a proposal? Will anything happen to the boat? Why was Paolo blushing, was it really from the cold? Am I just asking these questions to get you thinking? hmmm, only time will tell. So anyway there we have it chapter 8 concluded :) I hope you are all enjoying the story but please tell me if it is dragging a little or you feel it's becoming tedious. And if on the other hand you think its good then review that too! :D Chapter 9 will be up very soon! It's 5.12am here, I really need to sort out my sleeping pattern and get to sleep! * Of course