A/N: Thanks to everyone for all the reviews, I hope you continue to read and review!

And no I don't own Titanic or its awesome film characters, LOL.

"Is the way it's really going down? Is this how we say goodbye? Shoulda known better when you came around. That you were gonna make me cry. It's breaking my heart to watch you run around
Cause I know that you're living a lie. But that's ok, baby, cause in time you will find

What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around. What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around. What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around. What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around."

~~ "What Goes Around, Comes Around" ~ Justin Timberlake

Cal was packing things up in his room, getting ready to go up on deck. He had cried until he couldn't cry anymore over and about Rose. Lovejoy walked in and walked over to Cal, Cal didn't have to look back and see who walked in the room, he knew who it was and he knew it wasn't Rose. Lovejoy looked at Cal with sympathy.

"Mr. Hockley, its done, Jack is locked up down at the bottom of the ship. That should serve him right. Rose can't get to him, I have the key."

Cal nodded with a serious, depressed look, without looking at him.

"Mr. Hockley—Cal," Lovejoy said in a low voice, "are you alright?"

Cal sighed and stopped what he was doing, briefly closing his eyes.

"I will be." Cal said in a low voice. "I may not, I don't know."

Lovejoy walked closer to him and sat in a chair in front of him and sighed.

"Don't you DARE say I told you so, either, Lovejoy." Cal said in a low voice.

Lovejoy sighed and shook his head.

"I won't, I'm just sorry." Lovejoy said. "I mean you tried this time."

"I DID." Cal said strongly with emotion. "I—I did Lovejoy, I—I swear, I really did try this time—I tried to do everything right and—and it still wasn't enough for her. I—I don't understand."

Cal looked at Lovejoy with a confused frown.

"Why? Why Lovejoy?" Cal asked in a low voice. "Why didn't she want me? Even though I was everything she said she wanted in a—a mate? When I did everything she wanted?"

Lovejoy looked down and raised an eyebrow. He decided to talk to Cal, not as his valet, but as a friend. He looked up at Cal and shrugged.

"Cal, you want me to be honest?" Lovejoy asked.

Cal nodded once in silence.

Lovejoy nodded.

"Alright—Rose was a selfish woman, plain and simple." Lovejoy said flatly. "Some women aren't satisfied, no matter what you do for them. Yes you did everything she wanted, you loved her, you changed for her, did everything for her, even putting your own wants and needs on the back burner for her and she was simply—never satisfied, and with you she would never have been satisfied, and that's the truth Cal. She didn't deserve you—not the "you" that you had changed into—for her anyway."

Cal sighed and sat in a chair next to him and looked down and shook his head with a frown.

"Maybe its just what I deserve for how I treated her from before." Cal said in a low, sad voice.

"No its NOT what you deserve." Lovejoy said strongly. "You were CHANGING, Cal. Its not like she left you when you were the still the same, ole', Cal. You were becoming a better—man, a better mate and she still didn't care, she just wasn't satisfied."

Cal sighed and nodded and wiped a single tear away.

"Well, I'm done with her, now." Cal said in an almost a weak tone. "If she doesn't want—me, fine, unlike in my dream, I'm not going to run after her. No matter how heartbroken I am."

Cal looked at Lovejoy with a frown.

"You know I saw myself in the dream, running after her and that Dawson boy—I actually saw myself at one point, chasing after them while firing your GUN at them! I was actually trying to KILL them—or Jack Dawson anyway, not Rose." Cal said with a brief scoff and smile.

Lovejoy looked at Cal with surprise.

"Really? Now THAT'S extreme." Lovejoy said with a brief laugh.

"I know," Cal said, "I was actually contemplating doing that, an hour ago. Getting my gun and finding them both and shooting Jack Dawson DEAD, that way Rose wouldn't have ANYONE to cheat around with; But then I thought, if I did that, I might really have Rose hated me and she'd never come back then."

Lovejoy looked at Cal with a slightly confused look, a look Cal took notice of.

"She might come back, Lovejoy." Cal said, with slight hope in his voice. "She might come to her senses."

Lovejoy scoffed and shook his head. Lovejoy knew that couldn't have been further from the truth.

"Anyway, besides, in the dream, I was in my best suit, in thigh high freezing water, I'd never get my clothes all soaked for Rose—the—the cheating whore that SHE is—and her third class gutter rat lover," Cal said in his normal, uppity voice, "however, in the dream, I had reason to chase them, they had the diamond—MY diamond with them, so of course for that diamond, I'd run through this whole ship after them, to retrieve that."

Lovejoy laughed.

"However, thankfully, unlike the dream, I HAVE the diamond." Cal added with a laugh from Lovejoy.

"Now that's the Caledon Hockley, I know." Lovejoy said with a brief smile.

Cal scoffed and briefly smiled.

"I'm still hurt, Lovejoy." Cal said seriously. "I loved that woman, I mean really. She was my second lover and the one I really loved, so she was really like my first—it—it doesn't matter now though."

Lovejoy looked at him as he (Cal) looked down with a sad expression.

"You two slept together? When—may I ask?" Lovejoy asked.

Cal shrugged carelessly.

"The night before we boarded Titanic." Cal said in a low, voice. "It was only because we were drunk that night, because any other time, she always refused—now I know why. It was because she hated even the mere feel of me on her."

Cal shook his head and frowned briefly.

"Anyway," Cal said in a slightly hurt tone, "I'm going up on deck and getting in a lifeboat and getting off this ship. I heard its sinking in a few hours."

Lovejoy sighed and nodded as he stood up.

"Yes me too," Lovejoy said with a brief sigh.

"Well shall we go up on deck then? Get the hell off of Titanic—the SINKABLE ship, now?" Cal said with a contrived laugh, that he was using to try to mask his pain and hurt over losing Rose.

Lovejoy laughed and patted Cal on the back briefly, as Cal picked up his rolling suitcase and began to walk to the door of the room with Lovejoy.

As Cal and Lovejoy were getting ready to go up on deck, Cal had no idea how the phrase "what goes around, comes around" would soon work in his defense….Things were about to go from good to bad to worst, but not for him, for someone else….