Hey guys! I can't believe the next chapter is already up! I wanted to leave you all with the previous one for a little longer but I just thought that since the two chapters was supposed to be only one, it was only fair to update quicker. I don't know if anything I'm saying now makes sense. It's REALLY late here, where I am. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and please review if you did. :)

Just a friendly reminder, it is 12 April 1912!

- Clara -

Clara woke up and looked at the sky and saw that it was getting pretty dark. She glanced at the clock placed on one of the tables in the promenade deck to see that it was close to 7pm in the evening. She got out of the chair and put her precious note from Harry in between the pages to book mark it.

Clara walked into the room to see Elizabeth lying on the bed, fast asleep. She smiled and walked into the room to pack up the place when suddenly, Elizabeth stirred in her sleep. "Clary?" She mumbled, still sleepy. Clara laughed. "Good morning, Liz." Elizabeth smiled. "What time is it?" After seeing that it was about 7 already, she got out of bed. "Come on Liz, let's get you ready for dinner." Clara said softly, walking over to the wardrobe to help Elizabeth pick out a dress. Elizabeth rubbed her eyes and noticed the note in her hands. She opened it and smiled brightly.

In 15 minutes, Elizabeth was dressed in a very dark blue dress, so dark it almost looked black. The sleeves stopped at her elbows and the bottom of the dress was slim but long, until it touched the floor. Clara helped her put on some dangling earrings and a beautiful diamond necklace that she had been given by one of her suitors years back. Her hair was put up into a neat bun with a fringe of hair hanging down by the side of her face. Clara put her hands on Elizabeth's shoulder as Elizabeth sat at the vanity table. They smiled at each other.

Then, there was a knock at the door. As usual, Elizabeth stood up to go see who it was. It was no surprise that it was her father she saw standing there. "Hello Liz, ready for dinner?" He asked while smiling, holding his hand out for her. Elizabeth gave him one of her elegant and beautiful smiles as she linked her arm with his. They were about to leave when Thomas found something strange.

"Clary, are you...all right? Your face...one side seems a little darker than the other." He asked, creasing his forehead in worry. Thomas was so far away, he couldn't be sure what it was but it sure looked a lot like a bruise. "I'm all right, Mr. Andrews." Clara smiled at him while her heart pounded quickly in her chest, worried that he might find out about what Augustine did to her.

Elizabeth could almost sense her worry so she started. "Come on daddy, Clara just said she's fine! We'd better hurry up before we're late to dinner!" She laughed it off, tugging at her father's coat sleeve. "Yes...yes...Have a good night then, Clary." He said to the maid before walking off with his daughter, unconvinced.

"What happened to Clary, Liz?" He asked seriously and anxiously, not buying Clara's obvious lie that she was fine. "She's fine, daddy." Elizabeth lied, still hoping to keep the truth from him. "Elizabeth, tell me the truth, now." He said, stopping them in their tracks as he firmly placed his hands on his daughter's shoulders. She knew that he was being very serious whenever he called her by her name instead of 'Liz'. She had no choice but to fess up.

As they continued walking, Elizabeth told her father everything that happened, including her relationship with Fifth Officer Harold Lowe. All the while, Thomas occasionally nodded his head but mostly remained silent with the exception of a few questions here and there.

They stopped right outside the dining hall, as did the story. Thomas merely creased his forehead again. "Heavens. That poor dear..." He muttered to nobody in particular. "Please don't tell her I told you." Elizabeth pleaded with him. Thomas seemed to think about it for a while before he hesitantly nodded, giving his daughter a half-hearted smile.

Dinner went on as per normal but the Andrews were silent throughout. On normal days, they didn't speak unless spoken to but during that particular meal, they were more quiet than usual. However, no one seemed to think much of it, putting it down as the quiet nature of the family.

Thomas walked Elizabeth back to her suite after that, giving her a gentle hug and a loving kiss on her forehead before bidding her good night. "Good night, my dear girl. Oh yes, look forward to tomorrow, your special day. I have a surprise in store for my precious little angel." He smiled at her, stroking her cheek to which she grinned at.

It was close to 9 in the night when Elizabeth went back to her room. Clara was reading her book in the promenade deck again, this time with a candle next to her on a nearby table. Working as a maid to Elizabeth, Clara had a lot of free time on her hands, since she was a fast worker and Elizabeth helped out with many of the chores as well.

"I'm back, Clary." Elizabeth said loudly, throwing her bag onto one of the couches and sitting herself down at the vanity table to remove her jewellery. Clara muttered a small 'welcome back' before going back to her book. Elizabeth smiled. She went to go and prepare her own bath, not wanting to interrupt Clara and let herself relax in the warm water.

After soaking up the warmth for a little over half an hour, she willed herself to get out of the comfortable tub. She dressed herself in a nightgown and got out to see Clara sitting on the edge of her bed, fiddling with a box in her hands. "Clary?" Elizabeth called out, walking towards her. She quickly looked up, smiling at Elizabeth. Clara patted the area next to her, gesturing for Elizabeth to sit next to her.

Clara turned to her. "My dear Elizabeth. I've been your maid for ten years now. Throughout these ten years, I couldn't help but think that I was so lucky to have a lovely girl such as yourself under my care. You have been so good to me all these years and...I have not the slightest idea how to repay you." Clara said sheepishly looking away, to which Elizabeth started to chuckle. "So, the only way I can repay you is with this." She handed Elizabeth the black box.

Elizabeth looked at it before looking back up at a nervous Clara. "Happy Birthday, my dear girl." She said, smiling. Elizabeth opened up the box and was completely taken aback. It was her mother's diamond necklace that her aunt Augustine had pawned before the voyage. She cupped her hand over her mouth as hot tears did not hesitate to roll down her cheeks. "Cla...Clary..." Elizabeth sobbed, looking back up at her friend.

"I hope you like it. It sure wasn't easy to find." She joked. Elizabeth said nothing and lunged forward, giving Clara a big hug. "Thank you so much...You have no idea how much this means to me..." Elizabeth said, crying into her friend's shoulder. Clara patted her back comfortingly and used her other hand to stroke her hair.

"Well, the least I could do is get you all dolled up for your meeting with Harry." Elizabeth said as she left Clara's arms, wiping away her tears while laughing. Clara smiled and allowed her to, since she knew that Elizabeth would not rest until she felt like she repaid her 'debt' to Clara.

In the next hour of giggling and chit-chatting, Clara was dressed in a casual forest green dress that stopped just before her feet with 3/4 sleeves. Her long, wavy hair was put up in a neat bun like Elizabeth's had been earlier that night. As Clara touched up herself, especially with her bruise, Elizabeth changed into Clara's nightgown so that if her aunt were to come in and check on them, she probably wouldn't suspect a thing.

Elizabeth walked Clara to the entrance of their stateroom, holding her hands. "Good luck Clara." Elizabeth smiled widely at Clara. They enveloped each other in another hug before Clara snuck out, adrenaline running through her veins.

- Harry -

Harry walked quickly to the bridge deck at 11pm sharp. He was excited to see Clara even though the last time he had seen her was the day before. He leaned on the white railing, crossing his arms. Suddenly, he felt a little pat on his shoulder and turned to see Clara standing there in all her beauty, smiling up at him.

"Hey..." He said, grinning happily as he lifted her up by the waist ,to which she squealed softly, and spun her around the deck before bringing her close to him, her feet still off the deck floor as he kissed her on the lips. Her feet slowly touched the ground and her neck was tilted upwards as he was much taller than her. She put her hands on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her protectively, as if shielding her from the cold.

Harry and Clara then sat on one of the wooden benches when he felt that she was shivering slightly. He chuckled before removing his overcoat then putting it around her to warm her up. She looked up at him smiling and pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Thank you." she whispered before snuggling into his chest with his arm around her, pulling her close.

- Elizabeth -

Clara left about an hour ago. After admiring the necklace for roughly twenty minutes, she put it away in one of the drawers of her vanity table. Elizabeth then walked over to Clara's bed and wrapped the sheets around her but not before switching off all the lights.

Elizabeth fell fast asleep, thinking about her mother when suddenly, someone came into the room. Elizabeth shifted in her sleep but didn't wake up. The stranger looked at the two beds before identifying Clara's bed with her maid uniform hanging on the bedpost. He sneaked closer and removed the covers off her face. He found it unusual that the blonde maid had such dark hair but he merely blamed it on the lighting and how dark out it was.

His eyes went up and down her body. "How stunning." He muttered under his breath, his voice no louder than a whisper. He turned her over to face him and smirked maliciously. He was going to enjoy himself tonight.

- Clara -

"...Then which is your favourite book?" Harry asked, stifling a chuckle. They were laughing and talking about their favourite author, Jane Austen. "If I had to pick, it would be Sense and Sensibility." Clara laughed, her visible breath escaping out into the icy cold air.

"Never thought I'd find someone who liked it too." He smiled, looking down at her. "I have it in my room right now. Would you care to see it?" She asked, meeting his gaze. Harry leaned down and gave her a long, gentle kiss. He parted and put his mouth next to her ear and whispered. "I would love to." She giggled and pushed him away before they walked hand in hand back to her stateroom.

"Try to keep quiet. Liz is a pretty light sleeper." Clara reminded the officer hugging her from behind. He nodded against her shoulder and she smiled. What they would see in a few seconds would shock them.

They saw a figure in the darkness on Clara's bed, situated above a struggling Elizabeth. They both made out that the figure used one hand to restrain Elizabeth's hands above her head and the other cupped over her mouth. They could hear Elizabeth's muffled cries for help.

"Oh my God!" Clara cried, horrified as both her hands went over her mouth. Without a moment to waste, Harry dashed forward and caught the stranger off guard and lunged at him, pushing him onto the floor. Clara ran to Elizabeth who was panting heavily, tear streams staining her face.

Harry punched the stranger in the face a couple of times but in the one second he stopped to catch his breath, the stranger, partially clothed with a dress shirt and pants on, made a run for the door but Harry managed to grab the collar of his shirt. In a fluster, the stranger grabbed a pistol from one of the pockets in his pants and randomly fired it, fortunately hitting the wooden panel of the wall.

Out of shock, Harry accidentally let go. He was about to start chasing again when the stranger, now at the door, fired one more bullet. Harry only managed to narrowly dodge the bullet, but in the process let the stranger escape. He then switched on the light before closing the room door. He joined the two girls on Clara's bed.

Clara sat on the edge of the bed, hugging Elizabeth close to her, letting her head rest on her chest. One arm was wrapped around the crying girl and the other was stroking her hair. "It's all right now..." she muttered. Harry was not sure what to do but the first thing that came to his mind was to go get Jim. As he walked towards the door, he opened it and saw Thomas Andrews just about to open it from the other side.

"Officer Lowe? I heard gunshots and thought something was off. Is everything all-" He stopped when he looked around Harry to see his daughter crying. Harry leaned in and whispered to Thomas what had happened. The shipbuilder gasped lightly, shocked as he quietly thanked the officer before walking in.

- Thomas -

Thomas walked over to the bed and sat next to Elizabeth. She raised her head and saw her father before letting herself fall into his arm, clutching at his arms as she cried even harder, with no restrain. He hugged her so close to him, afraid that if he were to let go she would break. "I'm sorry, darling." He whispered to her, kissing her on the forehead multiple times, almost crying himself, seeing how sad his little girl was.

- Harry -

He ran all the way to the officers' quarters. He stopped just outside Jim's cabin door and banged loudly on it.

"Damn it Jim!" He yelled, banging the door again and again. The white wooden door finally opened.

"Why in the name of God are you banging on my door at midnight?" Jim said irritated, rubbing his sleepy eyes. "It's Elizabeth. She needs you." Harry said seriously. Jim's eyes widened as he shut the door and quickly dressed in his officer's uniform, buttoning his overcoat as he opened the door, walking out with Harry.

"What happened to her?" Jim asked anxiously, as they made their way to the girls' stateroom. "Some bloody rapist tried to have his way with her." Harry said angrily. It made sense for Harry to be this angry because his good friend was almost raped and he was almost shot twice that night.

"Bloody Christ..." Jim said furiously, clenching his fist. After they reached, Jim reached for door handle but realised it was locked so he knocked on the door a couple of times before it opened. He saw Clara there. He nodded at her before walking in. Clara saw Harry and simply embraced him, crying into his jacket. Harry hugged her back, resting his chin on her head.

Jim saw Elizabeth in her father's embrace. Thomas looked up at the officer and let go of his daughter. Elizabeth looked up and turned to see Jim standing there, arms open wide with a comforting smile on his face. She ran into his arms and cried on his shoulder. He rubbed her back up and down and gave her several kisses on her cheeks and forehead to comfort her.

- Clara -

"I think...I'll see you again tomorrow, Harry." She said to him, giving him a peck on the lips. Harry let go and smiled at her comfortingly before walking away, quite sure Clara didn't want him around. He couldn't blame her. He encouraged her to sneak out of her room and her best friend almost got raped because of it. It was fortunate that they went back when they did. If not, the consequences would have been dire.

Thomas stood up and walked towards Clara. "May I have a word with you in my room?" He asked gently, to let her know she wasn't in any trouble. Clara nodded before following him out, leaving Elizabeth and Jim in the room.

Thomas opened his room door to Clara before closing it himself. "Do you know the man who did it? You were there at the scene, weren't you?" He asked patiently but eagerly. "I...I can't be sure but it looked a lot like...C...Caledon Hockley..." She bit her lip. She didn't want to malign somebody with no claim but she was pretty sure it was that pompous ass.

"I suspected him too..." Thomas said, deep in thought. Clara looked at him, confused. How would he know who it was if he wasn't even there when it happened? "Don't think I haven't been noticing the looks he's been giving her every single meal." He chuckled, brows still furrowed. Clara nodded her head slowly.

"Well, I'm sure you've had a long night as well so I wish you a good night and good dreams." He smiled at her before leading her out of the room. "Good night to you, Mr. Andrews." She curtseyed politely before going into her stateroom. She was surprised to see neither Jim or Elizabeth in there but thought they might've gone out somewhere to talk so she got ready for bed and slept.

- Jim -

Jim looked at her in the eyes and leaned down to give her a passionate kiss, hopefully kissing away all her fears and sadness. She kissed him back, more fiercely so. Elizabeth pushed off his visor cap and unbuttoned his jacket and tossed it aside. However, the moment Jim started to undo the first button on her dress, she immediately pulled away.

A million thoughts were rushing through her brain. After what had just happened earlier, was she really ready for...this? "I...I think you should leave now." Elizabeth said, unsure and unusually quiet. "Liz..." Jim said, taking a step closer to her. She just squatted on floor and cupped her hands over her ears. "Just GO!" She yelled. Jim was hurt and he frowned as he put on his cap again and flung his coat over his shoulder, sighing as he walked out.

Elizabeth sat on the floor, wondering what she had just done. She just messed up something so special. Jim was being so sweet to her and after all, she was the one who started it. She didn't care. She was going to finish it. Still wearing her nightgown, she ran out of the room, looking around. There were only a few stewards and stewardesses walking around.

Elizabeth ran down many hallways, getting down through the elevator and looked left and right as she reached the officers' quarters. She spotted Jim, his shoulders slumped as he walked back to his cabin. She raced down the corridor towards him.

He heard footsteps getting louder and louder and he turned and saw Elizabeth running towards him. He didn't have time to react as she pushed him, tackling him to the wall as she crushed her lips against his. He was caught off guard but kissed her all the same, cupping her cheeks in his hands.

Their kiss did not break as he fiddled with the doorknob behind him and opened the door to his room. After they finally pulled apart, they were panting. "What made you change your mind?" Jim asked, looking at the brunette in front of him. "I remembered how much I loved you." She said, her eyes flickering between his eyes and lips. Sooner than later, they found themselves lip-locked again.

They walked over to Jim's bed, still locked in each other's embrace as they both fell, him landing on top of her. Elizabeth started to giggle before kissing him again. His lips made a trail of kisses from her lips down to her neck. She moaned in ecstasy as he sucked on the skin of her neck.

Elizabeth ran her slender fingers through his chocolate brown hair as he shivered in delight. Jim started to kiss her lips again as he tried to unbutton her nightgown again. He could her tense up beneath him. He stopped when he saw a solitary tear fall from her eye. He kissed the tear away before undoing the buttons on her nightgown.

From there, the officer and the passenger had the best time of their lives. It was tough, mostly for Elizabeth, but they both thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Half the time they had no clue what they were doing, but it all worked out fine.

Jim rested his lips on her neck and it remained there for a couple of moments. Elizabeth smiled to herself as she shut her eyes due to fatigue.

Jim then rolled next to her and covered them both with the stained sheets. He would have to get an extra change of sheets from one of the stewards later on. He pulled Elizabeth close to him and wrapped his arms protectively around her frame. Elizabeth rested her head on his chest as she could feel his heart beating against his chest. With his other hand, he held her hand again and kissed it.

"I love you so much, Elizabeth." He said lovingly before kissing the top of her head. Elizabeth's grin grew even wider. "I love you too, Jim." They both laid on Jim's bed, drifting off to dreamland in each of their lover's arms.

My God. I actually attempted to write a full on mature scene/ smut/ lemon but I cut it out because I am terrible at writing that sort of thing. Hope you all 'liked' that though. xD Have a nice day and review if you liked the chapter! :D