A/N: Thanks to AC, sirius and PreciiousPrincess for reviewing the last one finally sees the reunion of Jack and Rose.
By the way I decided to let Mrs Pearson stay in the story a little longer and keep the diamond. I just love her (in an odd way of course). She's like a female Cal for me (even more evil) and still a great person in a way. I like writing about her so much. I would love you hear your opinion.
The man was stumbling backwards, while Jack was bending over him. Ella had meanwhile taken Rose aside, helping her up. Rose was completely stunned, for everything had happened so fast.
Her vision was blurred.
Weren't they just attacked by someone?
In her ladylike manner, the first thing she did was wiping off the dust from her dress. Ella was amazed.
My aunt would surely say – Now, that's a real lady.
There was no doubt about it; she was indeed Rose Dewitt Bukater, even with her dyed hair she couldn't be mistaken. She had a regal area around her clearly installed into her since childhood. No she wasn't a normal prostitute.
But how had she ended up here?
"Are you alright?" Ella asked her, helping her cleaning her dress.
Somehow she didn't mind about her own. This woman in front of her was a lot more fascinating. She asked herself, if Rose would tell her the same story about the Titanic.
Did they really have a love affair?
Although she believed Jack's story, it still seemed somehow odd to her. A rich girl and he falling for each other in just three days…?
"Yes, thanks…where's…?" Rose wondered looking around for the man.
Ella chuckled.
It was true Jack and the other man was obviously gone. Ella looked around and finally made them out at the end of the corridor.
"Wait here," she motioned for Rose, before quickly running into their direction. Rose only nodded, not even looking up.
"I've paid for…," the man said, but Jack wouldn't take any shabby excuse.
"You were harassing them," Jack shot back.
The man had meanwhile stood up again.
"How can I be disturbing them? They're whores," he laughed. "It's their job."
Really what had he done wrong? He had thought that here he could finally do everything he wanted with a woman or two and not having to worry about anything. Now, even that didn't seem right anymore.
He was really confused.
What was there left to rely on in the world, if you couldn't have sex in a whorehouse without having to fear to being attacked?
Suddenly Ella appeared on their side, gently touching Jack's arm to prevent him from hitting him again. She had overheard their little conversation.
"Mr Dawson…," she tried to calm him down.
She wanted to ask him how he had found her, but felt that the time wasn't right. At first she had to get to two of them apart.
"I swear, if you ever…," Jack angrily hissed ignoring Ella.
Ella was sure that he hadn't noticed Rose so far, which was good for the man, because if he had he surely might've been a little bit more forceful towards him.
"Mr Dawson, he's right. You shouldn't judge him," Ella finished her sentence trying her best to sound convincing. In reality she thought that Jack to be correct, but they had more important things to worry about now, then the man standing in front of them.
Jack looked at her bewildered.
Wasn't she happy that he had come here?
"But thanks for saving me," she added smiling.
"Weren't you two?" Jack was confused.
He could've sworn he had seen another girl.
"I told her to wait over there," Ella pointed out with a smile on her face.
"Something wrong?" Jack asked angrily obviously mistaking her cheerfulness.
"Listen, I understand that she's your friend. I won't touch her, but the other girl seems to be…," the man started once more, just to be given a cold stare from Jack. Finally he understood and left.
"Alright, alright…," he choked out making his way down the stairs and out of the house.
At least that's what they thought.
"So what about the girl…she's working here?" Jack was questioning her. "And what are you even doing here?" he added his expression both worried and annoyed.
Ella understood that he really cared for her.
Much more than my so called fiancé does.
Just as Ella was about to answer, Rose showed up.
"I wanted to thank you, Sir, for saving me," Rose voice was stern, but very silent like that of a lady, who didn't want to disturb anyone.
Rose had seemingly not recognized him as well. Ella smile grew even bigger. Despite her having somehow contracted feelings for Mr Dawson, she couldn't be happier for them.
And the diamond is just down the stairs.
So all we need to do is get it so Mr Dawson can rescue his friend and marry his girl.
Now of course that wasn't as easy as Ella had made it up in her mind.
Jack was furious.
What reason was there for her to make grimaces? He didn't think that the situation they were in was anything short to funny. He was totally preoccupied with observing at Ella and trying to figure out why on earth she would be smiling so brightly. In short he completely overheard and ignored Rose.
"What will you tell your mother?" he wanted to know.
Ella was biting her lip, doing her best not to burst out laughing once again. Rose meanwhile was shocked, when she heard his voice. There was no mistaking it. It really was her Jack.
How had he ended up here?
He obviously knew the other girl quite well.
"What's so funny?" he demanded to know.
You would've made a wonderful big brother, Jack. But then I wouldn't have been able to fall in love with you and you wouldn't have been allowed to kiss me.
This was something that she really longed for at the moment, even if she was still stunned by his sudden appearance, having been sure less than five minutes that he had been frozen to death. Her instant fear against Mrs Pearson showing had disappeared just by hearing his voice again and feeling his presence close to hers.
God, he was so handsome.
Even, more so, if you're angry, Jack.
"Do you think that this is a joke?"
Ella had trouble not to giggle.
No –stay straight.
"Sorry…," she was biting her lip.
"How did you even end up here?"
Rose raised her eyebrows, indeed a good question.
And what about you Jack?
"What about you, Mr Dawson? Have you been following me?" Ella shot back.
"That's not important now," Jack gave a very short answer obviously annoyed and not wanting to go into any detail.
Aha – that's so typically man – thought Rose. Only women aren't allowed to go out alone or what?
"Fine then, I don't see any reason to tell you why I'm here."
If he could lie to her and keep secret from her, she could as well.
Rose finally decided that she had heard enough. She needed him to hug and kiss her, but for this she had to remind him of her presence, make him in fact notice her.
"Jack, she's right," she started again this time louder.
Now he must've heard her.
He had. Slowly he turned around and almost fell back, at first not trusting his eyes.
"Rose," his voice was a bare whisper.
What happened to your hair?
Rose cocked back her eyebrows, smiling brightly at him and holding out her hand for him to take. This one Jack did immediately, though still somehow shy. Rose understood – he feared that he would hurt her.
Ella looked at them with Jack gently moving up his hand to her cheek, caressing her hair. How cruel it must've been for them to be alone for so long.
"I thought you died," Rose choked out now feeling Jack's arms wrapped around her body. Jack was stroking her hair with one hand, the other patting her back. With one swift motion he was drawing her having closer, Rose not resisting at all. They seemed to have forgotten about Ella and the situation they were in, because they shared the first kiss that dreadful night on the Titanic. It surely wasn't a short one.
"You still got it, Mr Dawson," Rose said flirting with him.
"I've got what, Miss Dewitt…" he began.
Rose was slightly shocked, when she realized that he was calling by her maiden name. Of course he didn't mean to be cruel.
He has no idea that I've changed my name.
Ella interrupted them.
"Mr Dawson, I think we should go," she said looking around, if anyone had heard them.
As if on cue Mrs Pearson and the man showed up once more.
Great – Ella thought –best time of all, while Jack was clenching his fists behind Rose's back and Rose herself was quite clearly showing her fear to Jack, who could feel her shivering in his arms.
"That's him," the man pointed at Jack.
"Ah, Lygia," Mrs Pearson got out watching her with detestation. "Have we decided to take a holiday without permission again?"
"May I now use her the way I want to? I mean I've given you good money for her."
Rose shuddered at his words, while Jack hated these people even more.
What had they done to his Rose?
"Of course, you can," she grabbed Rose's arm trying to move her away from Jack. Of course he was stronger and pulled Rose closer.
"Listen her name isn't Lygia," he shot out, his anger visible and audible to everyone. "I suggest you better leave now," Jack added practically screaming looking at the man. "Or do you want to get another beating?"
Rose was a little bit shocked. She had never heard her Jack threaten someone so openly before.
The man despite his wish to sleep with Rose didn't want to be hit again, so he decided to give up.
"I…I…sorry…," he mumbled moving backwards. In his drunken state he had trouble to walk down the stairs, in fact he was more falling down the stairs cursing all kind of swear words.
Jack returned his attention to Mrs Pearson.
"Do you realize how much money he…?"
"Shut up!" Jack screamed not caring a bit about anything around them now.
Even the strong, satanic Mrs Pearson was taken aback, but still she never forgot about business.
"I'm sorry, Sir, but if you want to make her your personal whore than you're a little late. She already has someone."
Jack pulled Rose in a closer hug, kissing the top of her head, obviously as Rose and Ella noted to retain himself from hitting her. Jack eyes were showing how furious he was.
"Mr Dawson, we should go…," Ella spoke up again. "There's nothing more we can do at the moment."
But the diamond – thought both Jack and Rose, although for different reasons.
Mrs Pearson noticed them staring at her neck, knowing exactly what they were thinking.
"Ah, I already told my little Lygia that it's mine. You may go, though I'm very unhappy about it. Can't find a whore that good so soon again," she laughed evilly.
"Jack…," Rose whispered into his ear, knowing what he intended.
"But the necklace belongs to me now," she added.
There was an awkward silence for a moment, neither of them really know what to do.
"You better leave now, before I change my mind."
Ella took the initiative by taking Rose's hand and moving her closer to the stairs, while Jack finally followed them as well.