✅ SS Artemis ♤ Jennie x Fem!Reader

6.) Never Letting Go

A/N: Dun dun dun... here we are, everyone! Last chapter! I hope the ending is to your liking :)

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1:45 AM -- Unknown Location In The North Atlantic

"Here you go," Matteo quietly says, voice full of sympathy as he hands Jennie a cup of hot cocoa. A nearby ship, the RMS Brampton, came by about half an hour ago to rescue everyone in the starboard lifeboats. Another vessel got the other passengers from the portside of the boat before the entire structure sank, and a majority of people made it out alive. Some casualties were inevitable, of course, but thanks to your hard work that number was drastically reduced.

Jennie takes the warm drink from him, wrapping both of her hands around the cup in search of the heat that it's radiating. The blanket from before is still wrapped around her, and her eyes are filled with tears -- as they have been ever since your accident.

She takes a sip, momentarily distracting herself from the sadness that threatens to take over by focusing on the sweet taste of the cocoa.

"She's still in the med bay. That fall was nasty," he says, reminding her of the nightmare she had to live through earlier. "But she's strong," he affirms, nodding to himself. Jennie sees the move out of her peripheral, but it doesn't ease her fears any. She knows you're strong, but you hit hard and were submerged for a while.

It'll take a miracle for you to wake up; especially so soon.

"She needs you, Jennie. Go sit with her and remind her of what she's fighting for."

He stands and rests a hand on the brunette's shoulder, hanging his head as more tears trail down her cheeks. The gesture takes her back to what happened in the lifeboat, and as he retreats back to the rest of the crew, Jennie's left alone with her memories.

"Y/N!" She screams, launching herself towards the side of the boat, where your limp body just fell in. Ambrose holds her back, putting an arm in front of her right before she builds up enough momentum to fall in herself.

"Let go; I have to get to her!" She pleads, reaching towards the water. Through the ripples that her fingers make, she can see your face. The moonlight fights its way into the dark water, shining around various pieces of luggage and equipment to illuminate your features. Your eyes are almost fully closed, and your arms -- previously outstretched before you lost consciousness -- float delicately in front of you, no longer taut with the effort necessary to save yourself.

Jennie writhes against Ambrose's hold one more time before accidently stepping on his foot. Ever the naive youngster, he never changed out of his night slippers from before; now awarded an opportunity, Jennie takes it.

She pushes her blanket off of her arms and dives headfirst into the water, leaving Ambrose to hold his foot in pain behind her. Her arms and legs cut through the water, propelling her closer to you with every motion she makes. The currents push against her, but she's too determined to let that stop her anytime soon.

You're within arm's reach now, and her fingertips brush against yours in the water as she extends her hand to grab onto you. Thin beams of moonlight land on your skin, acting as a soft-shining spotlight in the dark water. Blinking away the salt in her eyes, she grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you close to her, making sure to keep her legs moving to stay in control.

Now face to face with you, she wraps her left arm around your torso and uses her free limbs to swim upwards. Various hands wait for her, but the first to reach in and grab her arm is Matteo's; he makes quick work of resurfacing both of you, and a couple more crewmates help haul you into the safety of the lifeboat.