Rose's POV

I was reminiscing with Jack and Molly about past times on the ship, excited to see her again. I honestly thought she died, but because of my politeness I said nothing about that, even though she did. We didn't expect anything to ruin this sweet moment, until we heard incredibly fast footsteps.

We all turned quickly at the sound of grunting and angry breaths. I backed up into Jack's arms when I saw as it was Cal. Jack held me close, kissing my hair and telling me it was okay. In my mind I was screaming. I don't think Jack noticed he had a gun.

Cal stopped in front of us, and then backed up a half a step when he saw Molly. I saw him whisper curses under his breath. He tried his best to smile, but all that showed was a disgusted-looking attempt at a smile.

"Hello, Miss Brown." He said politely.

"What do you want, Hockley?" Jack asked sternly.

Cal's 'smile' turned into a frown. His eyebrows lowered, his eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fists. Remembering Molly was there, he relaxed.

"Oh, nothing." He said, reaching into his back pocket.

"Cal! Honey!" I said quickly, running over to him and gave him a hug. No matter how much it grossed me out or how much of a liar I felt when I actually led him to believe I loved him again, it was okay. Jack knew what I was doing.

"How are you, sweetheart?" I said in the best loving tone yet.

I breathed a sigh of relief when both his hands moved to my back away from his pockets.

"Uh, my rosebud!" He said awkwardly, not knowing just what was going on. I tried reaching my hands to his back pockets, trying to get a hold of the gun.

"Rose? Uh, Jack? Care to explain?" Molly asked.

"Nothing to explain." I cursed as he lifted me up into his arms. "She loves me again!" He was smiling brightly, the way I used to love. Now it just disgusts me. He started moving my face closer to his. I panicked, and punched him in the face.

He dropped me, confused, and I quickly got up and ran to his backside. Before he turned around in time, I grabbed his gun, thankful that it didn't stay hooked onto his pants. I pointed the gun at him when I went around the front of him next to Jack. He put his hands up trying to be innocent. Molly had a confused look on her face. Jack smiled proudly and victoriously. I couldn't help but smile too.

I forgot what I was doing; I was staring at Jack. His golden-brown locks swaying in the wind…his gorgeous crystal blue eyes…

Jack cleared his throat and I snapped out of my daze. Seeing Cal's fuming expression just made me feel more powerful. I raised the gun at him again.

"I never want to see your brutal face or hear your disgusting name ever again!"

He squinted his eyes and tensed up. I was never going to shoot him, but it still made me smile to see him so scared. I felt horrible, but at the same time amazing.

"Rose!" I dropped the gun and my eyes widened as I saw my mother standing there, horrified. I put my hands behind my back innocently. She gasped as Cal pretended to faint. Jack, Molly and I gasped too, surprised he would even think to do something as cruel as that.

"Rose DeWitt-Bukater, what have you done?" She said, kneeling down next to him, putting her hands on him and staring at me with widened eyes.

"Mother, I did nothing!"

"Then what were you doing with that gun?"

"I…I…" I had no idea what to say. There was no way my mother could have believed me.

"She did nothing. Cal was…" Jack started.

"You." She said, standing up angrily with tears in her eyes.

"You did this. You told my daughter to kill this innocent man didn't…"

"She didn't kill him!" Molly said, grabbing Ruth's shoulders. She spun around with a scary look in her eye, causing Molly to back away and speak more calm.

"She didn't do anything, Ruth. Cal…he's pretending…" Molly said.

"I won't hear anything more. I want this boy arrested." Ruth said, staring at Jack. Jack was staring at her with a straight-face, not caring how sternly she was staring in his eyes. Tears began welling up in my eyes.

"No, you can't do this to me!" I grabbed Jack, and shot a quick glance at Cal. He was smiling.

"LOOK!" I yelled. "Look at the disgrace!" Ruth turned and looked at Cal, who was now back to normal.

"Honey, I think you should go get some rest…" She said calmly.

"Did you see any blood come out of him? Did you?"

She looked at him again.

"I guess not…"
"See?"

"Ugh! Fine! I'm not dead, goddammit!" Cal said, sitting up. Ruth sighed in relief.

"What the hell was that for?" I yelled, stomping over to him. I was through with politeness. He pulled out his gun, and I immediately regretted saying it. He stood up, gun pointed in front of him.

"Everybody stand back!" He shouted, everyone's hands up tensely. I was closely up against Jack, afraid.

"Now Caledon, I don't think it's necessary to…" Ruth started.

"Stand BACK!" He shouted louder, and my mother jumped. We all stood back with our hands up like we were before.

"I'm done!" He yelled. "I fell in love, and she threw it away! To get together with this…this THING!" He shouted. I knew not to say anything about how he didn't really love me; he was only saying that because mother was there.

"I'm through with it all!" His eyes blazed with hatred, and he slowly pulled back on the trigger. We all tensed up tighter; Jack and I getting closer together. Beads of cold sweat slowly dripped down my forehead, and I saw the same in Jack.

He shot.