Fabrizio had searched the hospital for a sign of Rose or Jack, when he finally heard a man's voice speaking and in between the crying sounds of a woman. He moved closer and it turned out that it was Rose.

She was being hugged by some stranger and appeared to be overly distraught.

Fabrizio peered inside making himself known by omitting a loud "Ahem."

Both Rose and the man were very obviously surprised to see him. Rose had teary eyes and wasn't at all able to hide the fact that she had been heavily sobbing before.

"Fabrizio?"

Rose took a step away from Roger towards him, as the Fabrizio's gaze wandered over the bed where Jack was lying. He glanced back at Rose understanding now fully why she was so worried. Jack must've been here for quite some time.

Fabrizio took Jack's hand, which was cold and icy, warming it up with his own.

"How long has he been here?"

Rose breathed in deeply seemingly to prevent herself from weeping again. She needed to stay strong for Jack. The man behind her moved closer to her, laying his hands on her shoulders. Fabrizio found this to be more demanding than a gesture of love and affection.

Who was this guy?

"Almost two weeks," her voice sounded so strange, like it was going to break in two every minute.

Rose looked at Jack, whose chest was rising up and down the only sign that there was still life in him. They had gone through so much together; this couldn't be the end now.

"Oh, Rose, I'm so sorry," he let go of Jack's hand and instead turned to embrace Rose.

Roger had stepped into the back for a minute, watching the two of them having a heartfelt reencounter. So this was Jack's friend. Most likely the one, who knew about the diamond and which meant at the same time the one, who would be able to hinder his plans, when being given the chance…

No, he had to get Rose away from this guy as soon as possible. Or even better he needed to tell him the truth.

Rose was wiping away yet another tear, when Roger was suddenly standing between them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't introduce myself," he smiled at Fabrizio, though the latter one knew that it wasn't one to welcome him here. "My name is Roger Lindsay. I reckon you're one of Mr Dawson's friends?"

Fabrizio nodded looking at Rose.

This guy, Roger, he wasn't a nice person. He had taken the first opportunity there was and drawn Rose back to his side.

"We were…we're still very upset about his state, but…"

Rose surely was more than just upset…

Fabrizio looked back down to his arms, his hands being now placed around Rose's stomach.

"I'm really glad you're here now. In this case our child gets some well-known relative as a godfather."

At his words Fabrizio's eyes must've looked big like two plates. This damn bastard he hadn't…

"Don't you want to congratulate Rose and me?"

Indeed he had heard right. He looked over at Jack, who was more dead than alive and then returning his gaze back to this man with his smug smile plastered all over his face – he couldn't take it anymore. "You bastard!" he spit out.

The next second Roger was lying on the floor touching his cheek with Rose bending over him. When both were standing again Rose looked at Fabrizio wanting to tell him something, but he wouldn't let her. He was furious.

"How could you do this to Jack? I thought you'd love him."

"Fabrizio, please let me explain, I…"

"I don't give a damn about your explanation! I thought you were upset and everything, but it's clear now that you've already found a replacement. You make me sick, both of you and I can't believe that Jack was able to trust you and actually save you. Did you ever think of him?"

"Fabrizio, I…it's not what you think…I just couldn't…"

"I don't want to hear it. You two had probably planned this whole thing together for a long time and now you're just taking it out on your poor old mother," he screamed so loud that not long after a nurse was coming in after them.

"What's going on here? May I ask you be quiet?"

"Fabrizio, you can't really believe that I would ever harm Jack."

"To think that I've trusted you and supported Jack in saving you…I should've known better…"

The nurse stepped forward trying to calm him down, while Rose was being scolded by Roger, who was immensely enjoying the situation. It looked like the Fabrizio-problem had solved itself already.

"Sir, I've to ask you to leave," the nurse told Fabrizio, who mumbled a soft yes.

"I'll go now, alright, but you mark my words Rose…you and you are not going to get away with this. If Jack dies I'll personal see you it that you don't have a happy minute in your life anymore."

Rose was completely upended by her feelings, when Fabrizio was finally out. Had he really said what he did? It seemed surreal and weird, like she was dreaming and not waking up.

"Don't worry about him," Roger told her taking her into his arms.

Rose didn't the smug smile on his face.

…

Ruth had told Cal and Clarissa the whole story. She wasn't exactly happy that Cal had taken this woman with him, but realized that Clarissa wasn't the main problem now.

"Rose is totally under the spell of this man. She refuses to listen to anyone else," Ruth let her head sink down in defeat. "I'm however, determined to make her see things clearly again. That's why I've to speak with her alone."

Mr Hastings and Cal exchanged a look. Cal could very well visualise Rose standing between two men fighting for her. As much as he wasn't fond of Jack Dawson considering what Ruth had told him of Mr Lindsay – surely she was better off with the first.

"You know I've done everything to bring her here. It's just that…"

"Of course you have. I just wish I could do more, but just sit here and wait. It's so depressing."

"My god can you imagine what Dawson would've done to this man, if he…," Cal started laughing, but soon the laugh stuck in his throat. "I mean…I….," he stammered suddenly aware of something. "What if he, if this Mr Lindsay had something to do with everything?"

Ruth looked at him for a moment, her eyes not showing anything.

"What? Don't you think this would be a possibility?" Cal repeated.

"Honestly, Mr Hockley," Ruth began standing up. "Don't you think that I've thought about this too?"

Cal looked slightly ashamed, while Clarissa and Mr Hastings giggled a little bit.

"In fact I'm certain that Mr Lindsay is not just a nice rich man," she turned to Clarissa "I may not be young anymore and may not understand what my daughter sees in Mr Dawson, but I know for a fact that Mr Lindsay is dangerous."

"Well now that we know this what are we going to do?" Cal asked.

At this moment an officer burst into the room.

"There's another visitor for you, Mrs Dewitt Bukater, someone named Fabrizio."

"I don't anyone by this name."

"But I do," Cal turned to Ruth "He's a friend of Mr Dawson. Maybe he can shed some light into this mystery."

"If you think so…"

"I do," Cal nodded, of course not telling her that whole truth.

….

"Pregnant? Rose is pregnant?" Cal couldn't believe it.

Maybe he had not only misjudged Jack, but Rose as well. Could it be that she was really falling for this man?

"That's what he told me."

Ruth simply shook her head.

"I don't understand this, any of it. Rose has always been such a nice girl and now…I can't believe that she's living with this awful man."

Clarissa didn't know what to say or where to look. She felt a bit sorry for Ruth for having to endure this. But what could she do? Ruth gave her a quick weak smile, which Clarissa couldn't sort out. Had she forgotten what her daughter had to withstand, because of her? Had she forgiven her?

"Maybe you, Mr Fabrizio, can go and convince Rose to come here?" Ruth added towards Fabrizio. "Mr Hastings has done everything I believe, but surely as Jack's friend you're more encouraging."

"I don't know, madam, if I…"

"Oh please you've to say yes. If you don't do it for me do it for your friend," she pleaded with him, until Fabrizio gave in.

In fact he too was confused by Rose's behaviour. It was certainly strange to be grieving for some man and awaiting a child by some other.