Thomas woke up the next morning, with a slight hangover, and the feeling of dread hanging over him. He knew Cal had been looking for him the last night, while he partied hard down with the third class. He slowly trudges out of bed, and into the the nearby washbasin. He washes, as he heard someone knocking on his stateroom door.
"Breakfast is ready, Master Thomas." His own valet, Rudy says, gently knocking before poking his head in. Thomas acknowledges, then smiles, as he dries his face into a towel. Rudy quietly walks into the room, then gave him a light kiss on his lips before leaving. Thomas goes back into his room, then gets ready once more before heading to Cal's private enclosed promenade deck for his breakfast.
Thomas and Cal sat at breakfast in silence, as Rudy poured more tea into Thomas' cup, and stirred in the sugar, before leaving the two men with their breakfast. Cal watches Rudy leave, before proceeding to speak.
"I had hoped you would come to me last night." Cal says, wiping his mouth with a napkin, but Thomas knew Cal was mad, as he bit into his eggs.
"I was tired," Thomas says, as he slowly chewed on his eggs.
"Yes. Your exertions below decks were no doubt exhausting." Cal says, angrily putting down his napkin, and sharply looking at Thomas. Thomas slowly swallowed, before proceeding to drink his tea.
"I see you had that undertaker of a manservant following me." With anger rising from Cal he angrily shoved the table aside, sending with it the breakfast, tea, and orange juice. Thomas soon bolted on his feet, before Cal shoved him against the wall.
"You will never behave like that again! Do you understand?! I will not be made a fool!" he shouted, as he balled his fists, as if to strike Thomas' delicate face with it. Instead, he yelled, then slapped the sides of the wall with the palms of his hands, before storming off back to his room. Rudy comes back in, with a glass of orange juice, as Cal angrily walks past him.
"Why I outta..." Thomas muttered to himself, as he began to clean the mess, but Rudy puts a kind hand on Thomas' shoulders.
"Don't worry about this, Master Thomas. I got this." he says, as he got down on his hands and knees, holding Thomas' delicate face in his hands, and staring into his eyes intently. He then started cleaning up the remaining breakfast off the floor.
Rose and Thomas were in their staterooms, as they were preparing for church services that was to be held in the same dining room they had eaten in. Thomas helps his sister tie up the corset, as Rose stands in front of the mirror.
"I don't know what has gotten into you, Thomas, but I need you to stop seeing that boy once and for all. He is a steerage passenger, and you know better not to be around those kind of people." Thomas rolls his eyes, but Rose saw and quickly spun around, and holds him by his shoulders, then looks him straight in his eyes, before brushing away his bangs.
"Father wants you to be an heir to his company, and Mr. Hockley is a better suitor for you, as he is a steel tycoon, and is also a wealthy heir of his father. Please, Thomas, make me proud; make both Mother and Father proud. You'll take over his ore mining soon. I don't want anything to happen to my brother." She hugs him, then turns back to the mirror, so Thomas can continue tying the corset. Thomas tried not to be annoyed, as he finally finishes tying his sister's corset, and goes off to his own cabin, gently closing the door behind him.
Cal knocks on the door, and Rose answers. She told him that Thomas was getting ready as well, then knocks on his door.
"In a minute," Thomas yells, more to the mirror, as he straightens out his tie, and tucks it under his vest, then finds his tuxedo, along with his walking stick, before joining Rose and Cal to church in the reception room. Rose gave him a scowling look, as he walked around the ship without his hat on. Thomas replied it wasn't comfortable thing for him to wear.
Theme song: Eternal Father, Strong to Save
Jack made his way back to first class, in the hopes of finding Thomas once more. Mr. Lovejoy keeps a watchful eye especially on Thomas, as inside the large saloon they had their dinner the night before a church service was underway, with Captain Smith leading a group in the hymn Eternal Father, Strong to Save. Thomas and Rose were in the middle of the group, as they sing along with the group. Just then Lovejoy notices a commotion brewing at the entry doors. Two stewards have stopped Jack from further approaching the entry ways.
"Look, you're not supposed to be here." a steward tell him, still holding his hand on Jack's chest.
"I was just here last night...don't you remember?" Jack began to plead. He then sees Lovejoy making his way towards them. "He'll tell you all about it."
Lovejoy clears his throat, then began. "Mr. Hockley and Ms. Dewitt Bukater continue to be most appreciative of your assistance. They asked me to give you this in gratitude..." He holds out a stack of a couple of twenty dollar bills. Jack refuses the man's offer.
"I don't want your money...I..." Jack began.
"...and to also remind you that you hold a third class ticket and your presence here is no longer appropriate." Lovejoy continued. Jack sees Thomas' beautiful hair, but he doesn't notice. He is soon escorted out by the stewards, after Lovejoy hands them both the twenties that Jack refused.
"...and see that he stays down there." Lovejoy says, and turns back to Thomas, who doesn't see what is happening behind him, and Lovejoy loved it.
"Yes, sir." They take Jack who was struggling at this point.
"Get off of me!" Jack cried, as he was led away down the Grand Staircase, back to third class.
Thomas, singing the final part of the song: O hear us when we cry to thee; For those in peril on the sea. Then looks up from his book to the captain, as their eyes meet.
Later in the day Cal, Rose, and Thomas, and a small group of passengers takes a tour of the boat deck, with Thomas Andrews leading the group this time, followed by Captain Smith. Thomas was a little worried that the ship carried so little lifeboats, now that he had noticed them more in this daylight. He counted the lifeboats once more.
"Mr. Andrews," Thomas brushes his hair aside, then continues. "I did the math in my head, and with the number of lifeboats times the capacity that you have mentioned earlier...but forgive me, it seems that there are not enough seats for everyone on board..."
"About half, actually. In fact I did put in these new davits, which can take an extra row of boats here." Andrews gestures along the deck. "Unfortunately, it was thought...by some...that the deck would appear...too cluttered, and so I was overruled."
Cal hits one of the side of a lifeboat with his walking stick. "Waste of deck space as it is, on an unsinkable ship!" he grumbles, as Thomas shakes his head. He began to feel a little dread creeping. Meanwhile, Harold Bride makes his way to the small entourage, to Captain Smith. He hands the captain a piece of Marconigram.
"Another ice warning, this time from the Baltic." Bride tells the captain, then he hurries back to the Marconi wireless room, as Thomas watches on. Smith opens the paper, quickly reads the contents, then nonchalantly places it in his pocket. He gives a nod of reassurance, to Thomas and his tour group.
"Not to worry. Its quite normal for this time of the year. In fact, we're speeding up. I've just ordered the last four boilers lit." Andrews gave a scowling look at the captain, as he told him earlier that he shouldn't push the engines hard until they were properly broken in. Officer Lightoller steps past the group, and makes his way to First Officer Murdoch.
"Did you ever find those glasses for the lookouts?"
"No, I haven't seen them since Southampton. They were in a box, but its locked, and I don't have a key to it."
Back to the group, Mr. Andrews continues, then puts a reassuring hand on the young man's firm shoulders. "Sleep soundly, young Thomas. I have built you a great ship. One that is strong and true. She's the ultimate lifeboat you'll ever need." Andrews continues on with the tour, while Thomas stayed back for a little while, looking over once more at the lifeboats. He tried to let Mr. Andrews words sink into his head, and that everything will be alright. He was about to catch up with the group when someone grabbed his arm and dragged him into the gym, while gagging him. Once inside Jack shushes him, not before noticing a gym instructor looking at the men from afar. Thomas straightens himself out, then pulls down on his coat.
"Jack, I'm sorry, but I can't see you anymore." Thomas turns to go, but this time Jack has a firm grip on his arm.
"Thomas, I need to talk to you. You're the most amazing person I have ever met. You're very beautiful, talented, strong and under all that, you're pure-hearted. You're the most amazing guy I have ever known-"
"Jack, I-I..."
"No wait! Let me try again. You're amazing... and I know I have nothing to offer you, Thomas. I know that. I'm worried about you, and I have already seen that you're not like the others of the first class. I want you to continue to live the life you had, like at that party last night. I can't turn away without knowing that you're going to be alright." Jack was beginning to feel the tears come, and he let out a shaky breath, like he was going to cry at any moment. He sniffed, before he continued. "Look Thomas, all I want to know is if you're going to be okay?"
Thomas thought long and hard, before coming up with an answer.
"I'll be okay, really."
"Don't you see? If you don't break out soon you're going to die inside. You might be strong outside, but inside, that fire burning inside you, it will slow to a crackle, until they become smoldering ashes; that dream you wanted to be free, they will destroy it. They will put that water over that flame, and your dreams of ever escaping again will fizzle, and you will become nothing. That thing I love about you most, will leave in a cloud of smoke."
"You can't do anything about this Jack. It is what it is." Thomas could also feel his eyes burning with tears.
Theme song: A Life so Changed-James Horner
"You're right. Only you can save yourself." Jack felt a lump beginning to form in his throat.
"I have to go now..." Thomas storms out of the gymnasium, as Jack watches him leave through the ripple-glass window. He put his head on the wall, and wept silently.
Thomas sat back in his stateroom, listening to Cal and Rose argue in the next room over. He wasn't particularly paying attention to what the argument was, his mind was going back to what Jack had told him earlier back in the gymnasium. He laid back down on the giant bed, as he tried to give it some thought. He must have fallen asleep for some time, until he was awaken to a sound of a door slam. He slowly sat back up, and he decided to do what was best for him. He felt awful, as he thought Jack would no longer be with him once and for all, since that small argument, and he would have to settle for Cal. Even if Jack didn't want to be with him anymore, he had to find out for himself. Jack was right, and he would have to do something, and it had to be now, or never. He put on his long overcoat, took a deep breath, and left his stateroom to look for Jack, even if he was mad at him for earlier.
Theme song: An Ocean of Memories-James Horner
Thomas peered out of his cabin, then closing the door. He stood against the wall, as his stomach began to feel heavy, like he had eaten rocks. A feeling of dread began creeping up on him.
"What if Jack doesn't want to see me anymore? What if he jumped off the ship after what happened?" Thomas manage to shake those thoughts out of his head, then brushing his hair away from his face. With a deep breath, he stepped out of his cabin once more, and to face his fears, even if Jack wanted him out of his life. Thomas walked throughout the corridors of the first class part of the ship. He arrives at the Grand Staircase, and with a deep breath, he makes his way up to the boat deck. Thomas pulled the flaps of his jacket, as it began to get cold. He eventually arrived to the bow, where Jack was leaning against the railing, looking forlorn, and looking off into the sunset, the wind blowing into his gorgeous, dirty blond hair. Inhaling deep, Thomas slowly walked over to Jack.
"Hello, Jack." he says in his quietest voice, which startled Jack out of his hypnotic state. But when he saw Thomas, his eyes lit up, and smiled.
"I changed my mind." Jack takes the beautiful sight of Thomas, his cheeks turning red from the cold wind, his eyes sparkling, and his dark hair billowing wildly over his eyes. He continued, "I thought about what you said, and I..." Jack puts a finger to Thomas' lips, and shushes him.
"Shh. Come here." He grabs ahold of Thomas' hand, and he leads him to the front of the bow.
"Close your eyes." He closes his eyes, but he can't help but feel a bit nervous. What was Jack planning with him this time? Revenge? Push him overboard? Meanwhile Jack gently helps him forward, and helps him up the railing, all the while standing right behind him the whole time.
"Step up the railing. Keep your eyes closed. No peeking."
"I'm not." Jack takes two of Thomas' hands and slowly raises them, until he is standing with his arms outstretched on each side of his body, while guiding him along the way. Thomas follows along, until Jack holds him at his small waist, while Thomas' arms stay outstretched, like wings.
"Do you trust me?" Jack asks, in his quietest voice, into Thomas' ear, as he climbed his way up the railing as well, as he manages to balance them both. His breath tickled in his ear, and he began to be tingly once more.
"I trust you." Thomas whispered.
"Okay, open them." Thomas opens his eyes, then gasps. It had felt like there was nothing beneath him, as he appeared to have a wide, clear view of the North Atlantic all around. It felt like they weren't riding in a ship, and instead it appeared that it was just the two of them, soaring majestically over the North Atlantic, as the waters rushed beneath them, and the wind blowing in his face. He was greeted by the painting-like of the evening sun setting that casts an orange glow all around them. It was too much for Thomas, as he knew he was flying, and it left him speechless. He closes his eyes once more, feeling himself floating weightless far above the sea. He smiles, then leans back, as he gently presses his back against Jack's chest. He pushes forward slightly against him.
Slowly Jack raises his hands, outstretched, until they meet Thomas', as their fingertips gently touch. Their fingers soon intertwine with each other. Slowly, Jack places Thomas' hands and brings them down to his chest, as he was embracing him from behind. Thomas slowly turns his head until his lips are near Jack's.
Jack carefully leaned his head forward, and looks deeply into Thomas' dark brown eyes. He couldn't get enough of them. He loved every part about Thomas' facial features. He had a beautiful smile, a delicate, slightly upturned nose, the perfect brows, and his nearly square jawline. His adams apple bobbed as Thomas swallowed. Jack leaned in even closer, and before anyone knew it, Thomas felt the soft lips coming from Jack, to his own.
Together, they locked lips, getting lost without all the cares around them. Thomas felt the warmth radiating throughout, as he surrendered himself to Jack, to the emotion, to the inevitable. They continued kissing, slowly, and with building passion.
Up in the crow's nest, one lookout nudges to his mate, then point at the couple below, who were still engaged in their passionate kissing at the bow.
"Wish I had those bleedin' glasses." Frederick Fleet says, as the Titanic continually steams through the Atlantic, full steam ahead, into the orange hue sunset, with Thomas and Jack 'flying' over the Atlantic.
A/N I just realized, after writing this, the last song is nearly eight minutes in length, so you're going to have to find the right part of the song to match what the characters are doing on the bow. Please read and review.