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A Whole New Life
Chapter 2
By this point in the conversation Jack was almost fully not listening. That was until her heard her name. Rose. Did they mean his Rose? It couldn't be.
"Did you just say Rose Dawson?" Jack asked hopefully. The Nurse smiled, bemused as she wrung out a flannel and placed some warm water on his forehead.
"Yes, I did. Why? Are you related to her?"
"I might be.I…I don't know"
He didn't know what to think. He knew that she hated her old life and all she wanted to do was leave it behind and forget it and everyone who she had used to call her 'family' so she may have changed her name; but to Dawson? His last name? He loved Rose, more than anything else-and he had hoped and prayed to the God that had forgotten him that she felt the same-and this confirmed it. Rose loved him! She was acting like they were married. Did she want to get married? Did she want..one of the nurses laughed which snapped Jack out of his deep thought.
"How can you not know whether you're related to someone or not?' although he knew the reason he didn't think that the nurses needed to know it as well, especially as this one was chortling patronisingly at him, her bonnet flapping as wind raced through the port hole. She was short and fat, with a open, calm and kind face-but sharp blue eyes; unlike Jack's sea foam coloured ones; which were deep, but as open as a book. Kindness radiated from them.
"Look it's a long story. Can you please tell me what she looked like?" one of the nurses sat on the edge of Jacks bed as if she were about to tell him a bed time story but Jack could only wish that this story would have a happy ending like the fairytales his Mom had told him.
"Well.." the nurse began, "she had very pale skin, almost ghost like in fact, her hair was a very vibrant, light red and she was wearing a dress which I'm sure did look beautiful but not so much now" He was so sure that they were describing her.
"Tell me" Jack asked "is she very beautiful?" the nurse then laughed heartily
"Beautiful? No. Raggedy? Yes!". If there was anything in the world that upset him it was someone saying that Rose wasn't beautiful. She was breathtakingly stunningly gorgeous. His heart thumped at a rate of nine thousand at even the thought of her.
"Can I see her? Please? Now?" his voice was so quiet that the nurse could barely hear it, and had to move toward him in order to hear the whisper.
"I don't know. You're not in a very good state….it might upset you" The nurse trailed off. Jack was determined. If this girl was Rose he would be better and wouldn't need nurses. He just HAD to see her
"Please? You don't understand. If the girl you told me about is who I think it is then I'll just know for sure that my one true love is alive. I need to see her". Tears started to well up in his eyes, he had never felt so vulnerable. Don't cry, Jack. Don't.
"Okay I guess since you say she may be your wife you can see her". Jacks eyes lit up. It was a normal assumption that Rose was his wife; seeing as she now shared his surname; and obviously this talk of 'One true love' and how beautiful she was was just fuelling idle gossip in the Carpathia's infirmary.
"Thank you so much". The Nurse rolled her eyes and stood up
"But I have to take you". Jack nodded. The nurse helped Jack up out of the mountain of blankets that engulfed his body and once he was standing she led him to the room down the hall were Rose was. Room 1912. Oh the irony. It was a short walk but the whole way there Jack was silently praying to him self hoping it would be her. Please,please,please! Let her be alive. Please God, I love her so much. Don't let my Rose be taken away.
The nurse opened the door the the room and lying there sound asleep was Rose. Thank you. Thank you. Jack just stood there is shock with tears streaming down his face. The dam had burst-and he felt that the tears of salty relief would never stop flowing, and would single handedly sink this boat. Jack shivered at the mere thought of Titanic. It was like the worst nightmare you could ever encounter. Like when you were a kid-and you had a nightmare you'd scream and thrash in your bed-and your Mom or Dad would wake you, but this nightmare wouldn't stop. Tommy..Fabrizio..poor little Cora and all those other innocent people gone..forever. The thought was terrifyingly permanent. He felt nauseous at the thought of Rose being gone. Even if he had died in the water; he would die happy-knowing he had saved her. The nurse, who hadn't noticed Jack's reaction, simply said smugly
"Told you she looks a mess". He was still standing there in awe but managed to whisper
"I don't know how you can possibly say that, she is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen". The nurse tutted and started to adjust Rose's mahogany coloured sheets, which Jack noticed had black stains on them, and he felt himself cringe as he heard Ruth-Rose's Mother's voice if she saw her daughter was in such a filthy bed. He resented that she was stuck here. If he had never met her; one Rose might have been dead no rephrase! if he'd saved Rose then left well enough alone; she would have got on the boat and would have never been in danger. She would be in 1st Class now and when she got home; she'd marry Caledon Hockley and have lots of mini Cal's. She would be safe, but she'd be sad. What was it she once said? Living with her Mother and Cal was like being 'in a crowded room, screaming at the top of her lungs but no one looks up'. But she'd be safe..
"..Jack? Is that you?"
A\N. So Jack's found Rose and she know's he's alive. What will happen next? Hope you enjoyed, please review :)
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