Disclaimer: I do NOT own any rights to the film or actual ship. Writing this was just for fun.

I'm sorry it took a while to post this part. I have been busy with a summer class.

With the rain pouring down, Rose stared up at the Statue of Liberty's face from the deck of the Carpathia. Her emerald eyes were drawn to Lady Liberty's torch: the light that was supposed to represent a new beginning for many people. Upon seeing it, her mind flashed back to the all too recent sinking of the Titanic as was lowered into the life boat. She clearly recalled staring up at Jack and the bright signal flares bursting behind him. Although her chances of survival were better in the boat, she also knew her chances of seeing Jack again decreased. In that split second, she made the decision to stay by his side no matter what.

You jump, I jump, remember?

We both jumped, she thought, but we both didn't make it.

Although Jack did not make it with her, she had him in her heart and would keep his memory alive within her. The first step of that journey was taking his name as her own. She was no longer Rose Dewitt Bukator; she was now Rose Dawson.

The freezing rain was beginning to ache Rose as if it were reviving her time in the Atlantic Ocean. She tensed up and placed her hands in her coat pockets-Cal's coat pockets.

What is this? She asked herself. Within the pocket's confines, she something cold and smooth, yet containing various contours. She pulled the foreign object out to find something that she thought was still inside the Titanic at the bottom of the Atlantic: the Heart of the Ocean.

I shouldn't be too surprised. Cal had a lot of money invested in this for his "love" for me.

She was tempted to fling the necklace overboard with what strength she had left. Before she could fully process the idea of throwing the necklace into the sea, she remembered that Jack drew her while wearing it.

I think I'll hold on to it, but not wear it.

Jack was the one to show her what a heart was capable of, and she also made him a promise.

The screams and cries that filled the chilled night air were getting quieter with each passing minute. All of them were waiting for the life boats to return or for death to claim their final breathe.

She finally said something to Jack she wished she had said sooner and at a happier time. "I love you, Jack."

Jack tightened his grip on her hand, but did not return the sentiment in the manner that she wanted.

"No, don't you say your goodbyes. Don't you give up."

"I'm so cold," she responded in a daze.

Jack would not allow her to give up so easily. "You're going to get out of this…you're going to go on and you're going to make lots of babies and watch them grow and you're going to die an old lady, warm in your bed. Not here. Not tonight. Do you understand me?"

Although she listened to him and gazed into his eyes, her mind still wavered to the cold. "I can't feel my body."

Despite the cold aching him to his core, Jack's determination could not be haltered. "Rose, listen to me. Winning that ticket was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you, and I'm thankful, Rose. I'm thankful." His voice began to tremble more, and his breathing was more forceful. "You must do me this honor…. Promise me you will survive…that you will never give up, no matter what happens…no matter how hopeless…promise me, and never let go of that promise."

Rose tried to ignore the cold and focus on his words. "I promise," she vowed.

"Never let go."

"I promise. I'll never let go, Jack. I'll never let go."

Even when she physically had to let him go, she vowed to never let go of his words, his memory, and her promise to him.

I promised I wouldn't let go, and this will always remind me of that. I'll live the life and do the things we would have done together. She clasped her hand around the pendant. I promise, Jack. I promise.