Happy New Year guys! Hope that 2014 will be kind to you! I wanted to get this chapter up for you guys as a 'New Year Present'! Hope you all enjoy this chapter and I'll see you guys at the bottom of the chapter!

Just a friendly reminder, it is STILL 16 April 1912! I know that I'm spending a lot of time on the RMS Carpathia but I wanted to show what happened on board because I realised that many other stories cut most of it out :( ENJOY!

- Elizabeth -

- 5.48 pm -

Elizabeth grabbed Jasper's arm and dragged him down with her, so that they were both under the bed. He was about to yelp in pain as his head hit the bottom of the bed but Elizabeth quickly cupped a hand over his mouth to block out the sound. They watched with their hearts in their mouths as Clara came into the room.

- Clara -

Clara sighed. She was so tired looking for Elizabeth that she forgot to even bring out her coat. She trudged her way to the bedroom. She found it weird that Elizabeth's purse and coat were not where she had put them earlier but she came to the conclusion that Harry either moved them away or she was just so exhausted she was seeing things. Clara grabbed her own jacket off the coat hanger and as she was about to leave the room, she heard the sound of a slap.

- Elizabeth -

Jasper, from beside her, was about to sneeze, since the area under the bed was so dusty. Elizabeth knew that if Clara heard the sneeze, they would be found out so she slapped her hand over Jasper's nose and mouth, effectively blocking out the sound of the sneeze. But, her slap was a little louder than she had expected and saw Clara's feet shuffle, turning around to face the bed. Her heart started to beat at the speed of light.

- Clara -

Clara looked around, trying to find out where the sound came from. She got down on her knees and was about to look under the bed when she heard a knock on the door. She debated with herself whether or not she could pursue the sound or just answer the door. She decided that she would go see who was at the door as the person on the other side rapped at the door a couple more times, a little impatiently.

She opened the door and saw Rose standing there, a little jumpy. "Hey, Clara, I was wondering what took you so long." The redhead smiled at her. "Well, I'm ready to go now." Clara returned her smile. "Wonderful, shall we?" Rose hooked her arm with Clara and they both walked off after she finished locking up the suite.

- Rose -

- 5.45 pm -

Jack and Rose were leading Harry down the corridors when Rose spoke up. "Clara is taking such a long time, I'll go see what she's doing." She laughed before walking back down the hallway. Harry looked at Jack in puzzlement but Jack merely shrugged his shoulders and the two men continued down the ship, making conversation.

- Elizabeth & Jasper -

- 6.00 pm -

When she heard the door lock, she heaved a sigh of relief and rolled out from under the bed. Jasper soon followed. The first thing she did was walk over to Jasper and slap him hard on the shoulder. "Oww! What was that for?" He hissed in pain. "We almost got caught because of you." She rolled her eyes and went to her coat, putting her purse in one of the pockets. Once she was sure she had all her belongings, Elizabeth and Jasper left the room as they first found it and walked down the hall like nothing had ever happened.

"What do you want to do now? Do you want me to escort you back to your stateroom?" Jasper asked Elizabeth. "Yes please. But I would like some dinner in my room after." She gave him a half-smile. The journey back to the room was silent, but a comfortable silence.

Jasper eventually walked her to her room and left for the kitchen to get Elizabeth something to eat since she was hungry. When Elizabeth got back, she sat down on her bed. She took out the notebook. She sat there and stared at the black book for quite some time before she grabbed a pen from the table nearby and opened it up to a fresh page.

16 April 1912, 6.05 pm

I am now on board the RMS Carpathia. I am currently sharing a room with two of my friends, Jack and Rose. I haven't seen Clara or Harry so far since I've been avoiding them but I hope they're doing much better than I am. I miss Jim and daddy so much. Where do I go from here? When this ship docks at New York, what then? I've lost both my parents and the love of my life. To be honest, I've thought of jumping off the ship but I don't even have the courage to. Sure, I have my father's fortune since he's passed on and the jewellery I have on hand now, but that can only last for so long. I don't see who would want to hire someone like me, should I choose to get a job.

But on a happier note, I've made a new friend on the Carpathia. He is a steward named Jasper Bennett. He seems really nice. He's very formal when he speaks, though. He's nothing like Jim though. No one can ever be like Jim. What I would give to have him here with me right now.

Always Faithful,
Elizabeth Andrews

Elizabeth frowned when she saw what she had written. She closed the book and put it aside and took out from the purse the stack of photographs she had developed on the Titanic. Will, Lights, Herb, Joe, Harry, Jim and Jack ( the Marconi operator ). She took pictures with every single one of them. In her haste to lock herself up in her room, she didn't even bother to check which of her new-found friends had survived.

She reminded herself to ask Jasper for the list of survivors when he came back. He seemed a little uneasy about her request and kept trying to change the subject until Elizabeth insisted on it, making him swear to bring it to her. Until then, she decided that she would look through the photographs again, and remind herself of the better times.

- Rose -

- 6.45 pm -

Jack and Rose were walking back to their room after a fairly uneventful dinner with Clara and Harry. Jack held her hand tightly and she smiled, thinking of how fortunate she was to have him there with her. "What's on your mind?" He asked, when he saw her suddenly smile.

"I was just thinking how lucky I was to have you." Rose laughed to herself. Jack smiled as well. "I'm lucky too." He said, giving her hand a little squeeze.

Rose unlocked the door and opened it to see Elizabeth there, eating dinner silently by herself. "Hey Elizabeth." Jack said, cheerfully. "Hello Jack, Rose." She smiled a little to them and continued to eat. Jasper would be back a little later with the list and to collect her tray of plates.

"You and Jasper weren't very quiet, you know." Rose said as Jack and herself sat down on the couch opposite Elizabeth. "How did you know about that?" She gasped. "Clara told me she heard a sneeze while she was getting her coat from her room." Rose explained. "Thank God. She didn't suspect anything, did she?" Elizabeth was a little relieved. "She didn't. She merely blamed it on how tired she was."

"How...how are they?" Elizabeth asked, biting her lower lip. "They're fine. Utterly exhausted, but fine. They're really desperate to find you, you know." Elizabeth frowned when Rose said this. "No. I can't let them find me." Elizabeth shook her head.

"Well, that's really up to you." Rose said with disappointment in her voice. "Now, Jack, let's go off and...explore the ship." She said suggestively. Apparently it was an inside joke kind of thing because Elizabeth didn't understand when Jack chuckled to himself before leading Rose out of the room.

Elizabeth was left alone again.

- Clara -

- 8.15 pm -

Harry eventually had been able to convince Clara to go back to the room with him. Clara unlocked the door and Harry took this time to look at her face properly. Her once youthful face was worn down by fatigue and a serious lack of sleep. There were subtle dark rings under her eyes and not very obvious pimples slowly popping up on her face. Her skin also lost its healthy glow. It hurt him to see her like this.

The door was open and they both went in. As Clara locked the door, Harry hugged her from behind, planting little kisses on her neck. "Yes, Harry?" She sighed. "I love you." He mumbled. Clara smiled tiredly. "I love you too." She turned and gave him a kiss on the cheek before she broke out of his embrace, moving to the bathroom to run the water so that she could soak in the warm water later.

Clara sat at the edge of the bathtub, running her fingers along the warm water. "Do you need me to rub your shoulders?" Harry asked, leaning against the door frame. Clara smiled. "That'd be lovely. But...I'd need to throw in some bubbles in the tub." He chuckled before moving to the medicine cabinet, taking out some soap. He passed it to Clara who did the necessary and turned off the tap.

"You know you'll have to turn around, right darling?" She said. Harry laughed. "I'll leave the room. Call me when you're in." He left, half-closing the door behind him. Clara then re-tied her hair up in her usual bun and stripped down to nothing before climbing into the bathtub, sighing as she leaned back, enjoying the water. "I'm in!" She said loudly, eyes closed.

Clara heard the door open again and she smiled. Harry walked in, cap and coat off as he placed a stool he took from the living area and placed it behind the bathtub, sitting down. He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek before he sat upright and started to rub her sore shoulders.

Clara almost fell asleep, she was so comfortable. She leaned into his touch and Harry smiled to himself when he saw how peaceful she looked.

After fifteen minutes of relaxing massage, Harry bent forward and kissed her on the lips. She giggled when she almost fell into the water and broke apart as their foreheads touched. "Thank you." Clara smiled at the officer and kissed him once more before he left the bathroom, letting her actually take the shower she came back to the room for.

- Elizabeth -

- 7.50 pm -

Elizabeth was still sitting on the bed, admiring the pocket watch Jim gave her when there was a knock at the door. She smiled when she opened the door to see Jasper standing there. "Come in." She moved to let him enter the room and locked it behind her.

Jasper sat on the couch and Elizabeth went over to join him. For some reason, he looked nervous about something. "Are you all right, Jasper? You seem a little..." she tapped his shoulder and he jumped up in shock "...jittery." Jasper then broke out into awkward laughter. "Not...not to worry Elizabeth. I'm perfectly fine." He smiled at her.

"You know I care for you right?" Elizabeth put a comforting arm around his shoulders. "I...I care for you too." He said uncomfortably. Elizabeth saw the clipboard in his hands and took it from him. She first checked the list of passengers who survived.

She first checked if her aunt Augustine had survived and unsurprisingly, she did. She saw that Ruth DeWitt Bukater and Molly Brown had also survived. She wondered why Rose's name wasn't there but smiled when she saw 'Rose Dawson'. She was appalled when she saw that J Bruce Ismay had survived.

Elizabeth moved onto the list of crew members who had survived and Jasper held his breath, waiting for her to find out the secret that he had been hiding.

- Clara -

- 8.40 pm -

Clara opened the door and got out of the bathroom to see Harry sitting on the bed with his cap, overcoat and tie off. They smiled when they saw each other. About ten minutes ago when Clara was still in the bathtub, Harry suggested that they go and visit the other officers. Clara reluctantly agreed.

"Are you ready?" She asked. Harry nodded his head and took her hand as the couple left the room, remembering to lock it up. The officers of the Carpathia shared each other's cabins so that each of the officers could have their own individual rooms, with the exception of Harry who decided that he would bunk in with Clara, and Elizabeth if she would return.

They made their way to the Charles' room and knocked. The door opened a few seconds later to reveal Charles. "Harry, Clara!" He grinned widely at them and moved aside to let them in. It turned out that both Herbert and Joseph ( the third and fourth officers ) were there in his cabin as well. Jim was there as well, but he was lying on the bed and he looked extremely exhausted.

"How have you two been?" Charles asked as Harry and Clara joined the other two officers on the floor.

- Elizabeth -

- 7.55 pm -

Elizabeth looked down the list, checking first for her two friends, the wireless operators Harold and Jack. Harold had made it but unfortunately, Jack did not. She looked further down the list and her eyes stopped when she saw one particular name.

Sixth Officer James Paul Moody.

"W...What?" Her mouth was open and she couldn't wrap her head around the idea of Jim alive. Her Jim. Alive. On that ship right that second. "Jas...What...I." She was incredibly speechless as she read the name over and over again.

"All right, that's enough." Jasper hurriedly took the clipboard from her and put it on the empty space next to him. A silence followed. "Why didn't you tell me? And you'd better have a fucking good reason for this." Elizabeth asked, hurt evident in her voice. Jasper kept quiet, unsure of what excuse to cough up. "He...he was my everything." She frowned.

"He wasn't right for you." Jasper said coldly. "Who are you to tell me who's right for me and who's not?" Elizabeth scoffed. "You...you were so miserable because of him." He explained. "I wouldn't have been if you told me that he'd survived from the start!"

"Aren't I enough for you?" He suddenly asked, looking her in the eyes. "W...What?" She was taken aback by his question.

"Aren't I enough for you? You've been so happy with me, you were at the point of leaving him behind." He spoke with more anger in his voice.

"So you hid the fact that you knew he was alive...because you thought I had feelings for you?" Elizabeth asked incredulously.

"I'm better for you than he is or was or ever will be. He's just a junior officer, he couldn't provide you with the life you are used to or the life that you deserve." Jasper raised his voice, turning his back to her.

"And you can? I'm sorry to say this, Jasper, but you're not that loaded yourself!" She scoffed at him, folding her arms.

"On the contrary, Elizabeth. My family is one of the richest in all of England." He turned, smirking at her. "What are you even talking about Jasper? You're a steward. There's no way you're telling the truth." She stared at him with a deadpanned expression.

"The Bennetts are a well-known family. Surely you've heard of my father, Edward Bennett." He explained.

"Y...your father is Edward Bennett? If so, then...then why are you working as a steward? Surely your father could supply you will enough money to last you for a lifetime without working." Elizabeth asked. She now knew why he looked so familiar. She had probably met him in a function or dinner before but just did not remember him.

"I was tired of the life I lived. People loving me for my fortune and fame. My father was open to letting me do what I wanted, since my older brother Jude took over the family business. All I had to promise him was hide the fact that I was his son as long as I kept these...odd jobs." He told her.

Elizabeth didn't know how to respond so she bit her bottom lip and looked down at her feet.

"But you..." Jasper walked over and raised her chin with a finger so that she was now looking at him, tears welling up in her eyes. "You are unlike the others. You didn't know who I really was and yet you treated me like an equal. You even said that you cared for me. No one has ever said that to me. Not even my own parents. It has always been 'I like you Jasper' or 'You are all I need'. But no one ever cared for me." He moved closer still.

"That...is why I love you so much." Jasper whispered as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. At first, Elizabeth wasn't able to register what he was doing. When she did, she pushed him away, wiping her lips with the sleeve of her dress.

"It still doesn't change the fact that you hid such information from me." Elizabeth closed her eyes and a tear rolled down her cheek. "Well, I think it's high time you left." She quickly wiped it away.

"Elizabeth...sweetheart..." He moved closer to her, trying to hug her but she quickly moved away. "NO! You...you don't get to call me that." That stung her. That was what her father used to call her.

Elizabeth grabbed his clipboard and opened the door, tossing it out. "Your turn." She glared at him. He tried to kiss her again but she took his collar in her hands and threw him out roughly. "Stay out." She spat at him before slamming the door in his face.

She turned and started to burst into furious tears. She punched the door until her knuckles turned red and slumped down against it, holding her head in her hands. Elizabeth needed to find Clara and apologise. She realised that Clara was just trying to be a good friend and cheer her up, unlike Jasper. Making a move when he knew she was in the midst of getting over Jim and even worse, knowing that Jim was alive and didn't tell her. She assumed that Clara didn't tell her because she kept pushing her away. She opened the door and ran until she reached their stateroom, banging loudly on the door. "C...Clara? Clary? Clary!" She shrieked, slamming at the door.

Suddenly, there was an hand on her arm. Elizabeth turned to see a steward looking at her with worry evident in his eyes. "Miss, are you all right?" He asked, concerned. "I suppose. I'm sorry for the ruckus." She then sped past him, running back to her own room. She stayed there for the rest of the night, alone, cold and sobbing herself to sleep, thinking that her own best friend didn't even want anything to do with her anymore.

- Clara -

- 10.15 pm -

The officers and Clara had been trying to steer clear of topics that had to do with the sinking but alas, Clara needed answers and could not hold in her questions for Jim any longer.

"Jim? " Now all eyes were on Clara, who had been quiet for quite some time. "Why did you write Elizabeth that note?" She asked. His smile slowly faded and he looked down at his fingers.

"I wanted to make sure that she would move on and be strong after I was gone." He explained.

"Because of that one note, she's gone missing on this damn ship. And I know you couldn't have visited us or anything, because of your leg, but I just feel that you shouldn't even have written her the note!" She cried out.

"What made you change your mind?" Harry asked from beside her.

Jim was quiet for a while, thinking back to that night.

5 April 1912, 2.00 am

Jim continued to help lower the boats and stepped away only to catch a breath when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Thomas there, staring at him in disbelief. "Mr. Moody, what are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be on a boat?" The shipbuilder shook his shoulders, his other hand on his other shoulder. "I should be asking you the same thing, Mr. Andrews. Liz needs you." He answered.

"My God James. The one my little girl ne1eds is you!" He cried out to him , not buying a word the sixth officer was saying. "To be very honest sir, every single time she's needed me, I've always let her down. I'm never there for her. Perhaps it's better if I-" Jim was cut off halfway by Thomas. "I am not letting you finish that sentence! I will never forgive you if you don't save yourself. Please, Mr. Moody, my Liz can't live without you." The man shed a few tears. In his eyes, Jim could see sadness and pain.

"True, you may not be there when she needs you the most, but you're her beacon of hope. That little girl thinks the world of you. She truly believes that no matter what, she'll be alright so long as you're there. If you were to die here, tonight, on this ship, I can say without a doubt, that she would lose all will to live. So, James my boy, will you promise me that you will do your best, whatever it takes, no matter how tough or hard it is, you will survive?" He asked, smiling at him.

"Yes sir." Jim answered, nodding his head in resolute, taking the older man's advice. "Thank you James. And please, take care of my little princess." The shipbuilder asked of the officer before disappearing back into the ship. At first, Jim stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do until a few passengers bumped into his shoulder, reminding him that he had a job to do.

"Mr. Andrews. He found me as I was working and explained to me why I had to survive. If not for him, for Elizabeth." Jim answered.

"I'm glad you know that." She said softly. The room was silent again.

Harry stood up first. "Well, we've had a long day, so I think we should turn in for the night." He helped Clara to stand up and the two of them were on their way after their goodbyes and hugs.

Clara didn't speak on the way back to their stateroom. Harry just held her hand quietly and let go only to let her unlock the door. The two of them changed into some donated night clothes and went over to the bed, out like a light once they laid down, wrapped in each other's arms.

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