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I knew I was nearing the room when I saw things I recognized, such as the large clock and wooden barrier surrounding it. There were five doors to each side. I knew I was on my left so I tried to figure out which door I was. Thinking it was the second to last door, I opened it very quietly and quickly, praying to God that I was at the right one; I hated being embarrassed. I smiled; as it turned out I was right.

Jack was still peacefully sleeping on the bed, only his shoulders and up were showing. He didn't move an inch from the position when I woke up. He was breathing slowly, gently, and deeply. He looked sort of like an angel…

Having to snap out of it, I tip-toed over to the closet and rummaged through the clothes. Half were boys and half were girls but I had to find a gown that would be the right size. I had to do it quickly though, the last thing I wanted was to wake up my Jack from his sweet slumber. He suffered through half his body being in the freezing ocean and no blankets to shield him in bed during probably a very cold night. It was only 10 hours ago that he could have easily froze to death.

After finding a nice red gown that looked about my size and a girdle, I rushed out and shut the door.

I thought I looked weird standing outside my room with a dress in my arms. I didn't want it to seem awkward that I had no idea where the bathroom was, so I searched myself. Luckily it was close.

I went into the bathroom and quickly stripped from my dirty garments. It took awhile to make myself fit in the girdle, but the gown slipped on just fine. It could have been a good twenty minutes I was changing.

When I was done, I picked up my dirty laundry and brought it outdoors. I walked over to the balcony of the deck and looked down at the ocean. I felt a wave of sickness and dizziness overcome me. It was odd because it didn't happen when I was on Titanic. I looked down at my filthy clothes I was holding and bit my lip. These clothes were just a memory of a tragedy. A horrible and terrifying tragedy that could have led my love and I to our deaths. I no longer wanted to remember this memory, so I tossed them right into the ocean below us. I smirked as I saw the clothes get damper again and slowly fade away.

"There you are!"

Two burly arms grabbed me in a hug from behind. I turned around and saw Jack Dawson's beaming face. I smiled back.

"I was worried sick; I had no clue where you were!" He looked me over.

"Wow Rose…you look gorgeous."

I smiled and grabbed his hand. It felt great to be speaking with the love of my life again.

We walked hand-in-hand to where Mary-Anne said was a ballroom in the middle of the ship deck. She said there was free food for everyone and a nice orchestra quartet. I frowned as I remembered the quartet that played on the Titanic who played a song for us to try to calm us down before our fate. Jack held me close. We got there just in time for a slow song. Jack looked in my eyes and smiled. I did the same back at him. We walked to the middle of the floorboards and hugged very close as we swayed gently back and forth. I held back my tears remembering what it was like being on Titanic-the moment when I could fly…When we were running and laughing and hiding…I looked at Jack to see if he was crying too and I saw some tears rolling down his precious face.

"What are you thinking about, Jack?"

I asked him, trying to be as reassuring as possible.

"Fabrizio." He answered, smiling at me. "He was my best friend, but I guess the good die young."

"Yes…he's in a better place now."

"At least I didn't lose you."

He smiled at me again and moved my hair to the side. He kissed me in that way he did when we were down in the boiler room; passionately, sweetly, and beautifully.

When we pulled away we danced again. Well we danced I thought. I thought about what Jack said to me last night. He wanted me to promise that I would in the future get married, make many babies, and die calmly a sweet old woman in my warm bed. It occurred to me that in that description, he never said anything about it being with him.

"Jack?" I asked.

"Yes, darling?"

"I was thinking…did you have a…feeling that you were going to die last night?"

He sighed. "Of course I did. Didn't you?"

"Well yeah…but when you were telling me everything you wanted me to promise, nothing of what you said was…with you."

There was a long pause of silence. In fact, it was too long.

"I thought I was going to die right after I said all that, Rose. I felt…death coming."

Another pause.

"I love you." I said. It was the only thing I could think of for the time being. He smiled at me again; probably for the tenth time in the last hour.

"I love you too." He replied. He kissed my forehead, and we went back to our dancing.