Hello everyone! So, I'm just putting up the second chapter now! Also, I'd like to explain why I chose the name 'Elizabeth' as Thomas Andrews' daughter. In fact, in real life, his actual daughter's name is Elizabeth! Elizabeth Law Barbour Andrews to be exact! Her parents used to call her Elba for short if I am not wrong. However, in real life she would have been 2 or 3 years old so I changed up the details. Yes, I changed history xD Another thing I'd like to mention. This story is DEFINITELY NOT 100% historically accurate. Also, as for the officers' watches, I changed them up for the sake of the story so if you came here to learn heaps of knowledge about the Titanic, I suppose you will, but some facts may not be right. Alright! No more blabbering! I hope you all enjoy this chapter and please review if you did! :D

10 April 1912

With every steward and member of the ship's crew they passed that her aunt ignored, Elizabeth made up for it with big smiles which were partially because they were finally on the Titanic and she was so excited she could barely contain it. After being guided to their cabins A-32 and 34, Elizabeth and Clara were separated from aunt Augustine as they went to check out the room. Poor Clara shifted between the two rooms until Augustine was satisfied with the room. Elizabeth decided to rest in her stateroom until dinner since they had such a heavy lunch and she never liked the sea. It was strange. She loved everything about the sea, but just dreaded to be in it. It was like a love-hate relationship.

By the time Clara came back to the cabin she shared with Elizabeth, she was sweating. Elizabeth turned and smiled at her and the maid did the same back.

"Clary, I'll be heading out to go find father for lunch, alright? You'd best head over to your own dining hall. There's one for the servants and maids. Who knows? You might meet a handsome young man to sweep you off your feet." Elizabeth said, wrapping her arms around the blonde.

"Liz, stop that rubbish. If anyone were to fall in love, it'd be you. If you hadn't noticed, you are certainly a real head-turner." Clara said, blushing with her usual shyness.

"Hmph. You're no fun to tease. Well, I'll be off now!" Elizabeth said before leaving the room. She was dressed in a light blue dress that was short sleeved. Her brown hair was done up in a bun with two locks of hair framing her face. The only jewellery she wore was a pair of diamond studs on her ears and the only make-up she had on was the blush on her cheeks.

Not really knowing where to start, she wandered along the Promenade Deck. Elizabeth was happy exploring the ship when she saw a young boy no older than 6 run down the deck, with a panicked face. He was dressed in baggy and dirty clothes and she knew at once this boy was from third class, sneaking onto the first-class only Promenade Deck. She inferred that the boy must've been running from the authorities on the ship. She was right, judging by the two stewards running after the boy.

Elizabeth ran forward, stopping the boy. "What seems to be the problem?" She asked the stewards as she picked up the boy. They were panting, pointing to the boy "He...snuck...onto the deck...Miss." One of them said. "Snuck? Well...he's with me." She said. She ignored the boy looking up at her in disbelief.

"O...Oh... In that case, our apologies, ma'am." They said before walking off, pointing fingers at each other, trying to blame one another. Elizabeth then looked back at the boy. "What's your name?" She smiled at him, trying to ease his worries. "D...Danny." He stuttered. "Did you sneak up here?" She asked again, in a gentle tone. He slowly nodded his head as he cast his eyes downwards. "Come on, I'll take you back. F Deck, right?" He nodded his head again.

Elizabeth then walked to the lift, occasionally nodding her head politely at all the other passengers who gave her weird looks. Danny was still being carried by her.

In no time, they reached the hallway where most of the third-class passengers were staying. They heard a faint voice calling out. "Danny! Where are you?" They turned and saw an officer at the end of the hallway. Looking down at the boy, Elizabeth whispered. "Do you know him?" Danny shook his head and held onto her sleeve.

The officer then ran towards them. She met him halfway. "There you are Danny!" He grinned at him as he gently took Danny from her. Elizabeth let him take the boy as she looked at the officer. She noticed that he had dimples that were absolutely adorable and friendly dark brown eyes. She thought that he was very attractive, but chose not to show her obvious attraction to the officer.

The officer then told Danny how worried his parents were so he put him down and watched him run down the corridor. Elizabeth stood there the whole time, silent. The officer then spun around suddenly and found his face inches away from one of the prettiest ladies he had ever seen. "Oh my, I'm...I'm sorry miss!" He said, immediately backing away.

She giggled, waving her hand to say that it was fine. He looked back up at her and whispered, "Not to imply anything, but may I ask what you are doing here in the third class hallway? You certainly don't look like you're from here."

"I came to bring the boy back down. He was being chased by stewards so I covered for him." Elizabeth's eyes widened and she cupped a hand over her mouth. "What's wrong?" the officer asked, concerned. "You're not telling on him, are you?" She replied, putting her hand on her chest.

"No. His mother was worried so she asked me to find her son for her." He said, not shifting his gaze from her brown eyes. For a moment, the two of them stood there, looking into each other's eyes when suddenly she shook her head. "How rude of me. I'm Elizabeth Andrews, but call me Liz." She smiled at him, holding a hand out.

"Sixth Officer James Moody, but call me Jim." he smiled back, shaking her hand. Another awkward silence hung in the air. Elizabeth reluctantly took back her hand from the dashing officer as she spoke up. "Do you know where I might find Mr. Thomas Andrews, the shipbuilder?"

"He's having lunch with some of the passengers. Would you like me to escort you there?" Jim asked, putting out his arm. Elizabeth simply hooked hers on it and gave him another one of her lovely smiles. "That would be nice."

They talked as they walked. "I know it's none of my business but why are you looking for Mr. Andrews?"

"He's my dad."

"O...Oh..." He said, surprised.

Through small talk and lame jokes, they got to know each other a little bit better. Jim found out that Elizabeth was a fun person to be around and wasn't anything like all of the other stuck up first class girls he knew and she likewise found out that Jim wasn't like any of the stern officers she had met before on other ships.

The only other man she had ever met that was so open and comfortable to be around was her father and likewise for the young officer. They wanted nothing more than to talk the whole day away but they did have responsibilities to be taken care of.

The two enjoyed each other's company as they strolled to the dining hall. When they reached the entrance, Jim pulled back his hand. Elizabeth noticed as she looked at him with a mix of disappointment and confusion.

"I try not to go in there if I can help it. Lowest ranking officer here, so not much reason to go in." Jim said sadly. "Will I see you again?" She asked, matching his tone of voice. Jim then smiled again. "Meet me on the bridge deck after dinner at 8." He whispered before he tipped his hat politely and walked off.

Elizabeth smiled to herself before walking into the somewhat empty restaurant after the friendly stewards helped her to open the door. She scanned the room before she found who she was looking for. Her father was at a table with a man she recognized as the White Star Line's chairman, Mr J. Bruce Ismay and four other people she had never seen before.

She walked over and while they were silently eating, she covered her father's eyes. Thomas Andrews put his utensils down and removed the pair of hands. He turned and smiled brightly. "Elizabeth!" He said as he got out of his seat to give his daughter who he had not seen in almost a year a warm hug.

He towered over her as he gave her a tight hug. She let her head rest on his chest for a few seconds before he let go. He looked at everyone at the table. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce my lovely daughter, Elizabeth." He said her name with pride.

The man seated diagonally across her father stood up upon seeing her and introduced himself. "Caledon Hockley. Pleasure to meet you." He walked over to her and bowed, kissing her hand for much longer than needed. Elizabeth merely gave him a polite smile. Caledon then returned to his seat. His eyes did not leave her even after he was seated.

A rather plump lady stood up next. "I'm Margaret Brown. But Molly's fine too." Elizabeth knew she would like this woman. She purposely smiled a little wider. Her father then introduced her to the remaining two women at the table. "That would be Mrs Ruth DeWitt Bukater and her daughter Rose." Rose gave Elizabeth a small smile but her mother simply continued to sip her drink silently.

"Well I shall not bother you all any more. Father, I hope that you will have time to stop by my cabin." She smiled at him and everyone else before leaving the room. They were an alright bunch, except for that Caledon Hockley who gave her strange looks the whole time she was in the restaurant.

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