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'Love and money are a difficult mix.'
- Herb Goldberg and Robert T. Lewis
A Whole New Life
Chapter 12
It was now 12:30 and Rose had spent all morning watching Jack draw. His hand almost flew across the paper, and Jack had spent whatever time he wasn't drawing watching Rose.
"Hey, Rose, you hungry?" Jack asked getting up from his stall and stretching, dropping his pen down on the desk. Rose bit her lip
"A little". Rose's mother had always told her that it wasn't polite to reveal how hungry you were, even if you were about to pass out, because it was very unladylike. Despite this contravention, Rose's stomach rumbled loud enough for Jack to hear. Her cheeks flushed pink, and he laughed at the grumble and made his way toward her and placed his hands on her stomach
"I think you're a tiny bit more than a little hungry…" He said smiling.. "Come on let's get some food". They were on their way out of the office building, hand in hand when they spotted Andrew Holder who shot them a rather unsavory look much to Jack and Rose's surprise. What the hell was this guy's problem? He looked at them like they were dirt! Jack swallowed the shock and did all that he knew to do and gave him a similar look back, while simultaneously tightening his grip on Rose's hand. She did what she knew to do, simply ignore what Mr. Holder did, no matter how intimidated she felt. She had learnt that from her Father, a man who knew that making a scene about things only exerts the situation. A very handy tool for when she had to live with Mother and listen to her sotto voce remarks about Rose's old nanny, Rebecca Winter's hair or protruding stomach when she had become pregnant with her son, Robert.
When they did make it outside and down the steps leading up to Brown and Co the same feeling of confusion ran between them, and they looked at each other, that confusion visible over their features.
"What was that all about?" he asked. Rose looked back at the doors, then back at Jack
"I don't know, maybe he isn't too pleased with me being at work with you" she replied with a thoughtful expression on her face.
"Then to hell with him" Jack said waving his arm in a dismissive way. They went to the café they normally ate at for lunch. They sat across the table from each other, Rose with a salad and Jack with spaghetti. The waitress stared at Jack as she poured his coffee, and when he looked up to order, she batted her eye lashes. Jack seemed oblivious, and as the waitress walked away Rose stared at him, a smile playing at the edge of her lips, but jealously kicking her in the gut. Jack looked up, and as he saw Rose trying to hide jealously, smiled
"You're beautiful" he casually remarked taking a sip of his drink. This, obviously, wasn't the first time she had been called beautiful by Jack but every time he said it, she felt like she had shot up to heaven gently brushing every cloud on the way up. Every molecule of jealously left her, and she blushed again. However every time Jack said that, he always internally hoped that she would start to believe it.
"You're too amazing, Jack" Rose said, blushing. Jack then linked his hand with hers and began to place little kisses on her knuckles while keeping eye contact with her the entire time. I saw that in a Nickelodeon once and I've always wanted to do it. The memory both came to the at the same time. They shared a nostalgic smile, which was quickly overridden by the memory of how the next day had ended.
Now that they had finished eating and Jack only has 15 minutes left before he and Rose had to be back at work, he thought it would be a nice idea for them to take a nice, romantic walk in the local park.
I love him so much, I really do. I don't show it enough I need to do something to show him how I feel.
Rose thought to herself. Oh I know, I'll cook him dinner. So it was set, Rose would go home early and cook dinner for Jack. They had been walking for 5 minutes when Jack remembered that he hadn't properly kissed Rose since that morning. That wasn't right. And with that final thought Jack kissed Rose with everything he had in him. Smiling into the kiss, she wrapped her hands around his waist as he cupped her cheek with the palm of his hand. When they finally released the kiss and looked up to see they were being stared at by almost everyone in the park. Obviously this wasn't a regular occurrence. By the look of the man sitting on a bench next to his wife looking enviously, he wished it would be. Jack just stood there with a proud look on his face while a bright shade of red washed over Rose's.
"Jack, I can't believe you just did that" she cried with a slight giggle.
"If you can't believe it does that mean I need to do it again?" Jack replied with a glint in his eye.
" Jack! " Rose playfully hit him on the arm. Jack looked at the big clock on the front of the church and started as he realised how much time they had been there.
"We gotta' be getting back" he sighed disappointedly. He loved his job but he loved spending time with his Rose so much more.
"Would you mind if I went home? I need to do some food shopping and things" Rose asked in a soft a timid voice.
'It's back.' Was all he could think. 'Why is she still scared?'
"Oh. Of course, love. Want me to walk you?" Jack said softly, looking at his watch. He had ten minutes. He didn't really have the time, but he was trying to comfort her. Her eyes grew large with fear and she bit her lip. Jack didn't think he'd seen her looking this vulnerable since that night at the helm of the ship. He shuddered internally at the memory. What would have happened if he had gotten there five minutes later? He would have been too late and Rose would be..his stomach churned.
Dead.
Rose would be dead. He would have given up when the ship started to sink if he hadn't had Rose. What did he have to live for? Another stolen meal and loose women. No. He needed his Rose. If he'd gotten there even a millisecond late, he would have jumped after her. He thought she was a selfish brat for a moment when he first saw her, after he'd gotten over her angelic like beauty. What did this girl have to be suicidal about? Pillows not fluffed properly? Caviar not sharp enough? Then he'd realised he was turning into his Grandfather, cynical and judgmental, and swallowed his pride and had stepped forward. And he would be eternally grateful to anyone who was listening; his parents, his grandparents, God even, that he'd been there to save her.
"I..what if I run into Mr. Longshaw?" Jack put his hands on her shoulders and made her look straight into his eyes and slightly smirked. Her heart swooned, momentarily forgetting her worries.
"Then you run as fast as you can back to me and I'll hold you and keep you safe and tell you that it's all gonna' be okay, because it is. As long as we're together, we'll be OK." Jack said stroking her face with his palm. She nestled into his cheek and held his hand with hers, every capillary in her palm burning at his touch.
"You're too good for me. I love you" he rolled his eyes, and Rose giggled
"Stop saying that! Please?" Jack looked at the clock again, he really had to get back. Regret filled him and he made a silent beg to his deceased parents to keep his beautiful fiancée home safe.
"Look, Rose. I gotta' go.. But you get home safe, and we'll carry on this conversation later, okay? I love you." Rose leant up on her tiptoes, ignoring the cramps of protest from her toes in her heels which she had recovered from Molly's closet, and kissed him softly. She smiled at him as she leant away and squeezed his hand. He smiled lovingly. How had he lived for nineteen years without her? He felt like he'd known her all of his life, maybe even before that. Rose walked away slowly down the road, passing the park where they had decided to get married. It was a large green with a stunning lake next to it, and a car park behind it for their more 'financially fortunate'- as Rose called them, to park. There was a pool next to it which was mostly deserted due to its lack of changing area during most of the summer season. They had called their local priest, Father Christopher Hynes, and asked him to be the one to marry them. He had asked awkward questions, such as 'Do you have children?' and 'Have you engaged in pre-marital sexual intercourse?' and 'How long have you known each other?' obviously they had to lie about the answers for some of those questions, and as Father Hynes raised an eyebrow and scowled as he wrote something down, Rose and Jack thought that, for a second; he'd seen through their lies, and they wouldn't be able to get married; but then, he looked up and smiled at them, and told them he was free on Sunday. He turned, digging his hands into his pockets and began walking away, a huge, loved up smile in his face.
What he didn't know was that he wasn't alone. Two pairs of grey eyes stared at Jack from behind a tree. As Jack turned the corner, the head of which the eyes belonged darted toward the ground, and the man ran away.
Andrew,
This is interesting news. How long has this Mr. Dawson been with his Mrs. Dawson? I have not still found my fiancée. If this woman is Rose, then I shall see you very, very soon. I look forward to your reply,
Caledon N. Hockley.
A/N: If you hadn't already guessed here's your confirmation. Cal will be returning sometime in the very near future. Their wedding will be the chapter after next, get your invitations ready-we have ours-see you there
-The2DawsonGirls
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