TITANIC - Jack And Rose, Both Are Alive!

Chapter 1

"I love you, Jack." Rose clutched Jack's hand, her arm clinging onto the board, the chilly sea of water surrounding them.

"Don't you do that. Don't you say your goodbyes. Not yet, do you understand me?" Jack's mouth quivered, his body shivering in the freezing water.

"I'm so cold."

"Listen, Rose. You're gonna get outta here. You're gonna go on, and you're gonna make lots of babies and you're gonna watch 'em grow. You're gonna die an old…an old lady warm in her bed. Not here, not this night. Not like this. Do you understand me?"

"I can't feel my body."

Jack continued to speak. "Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful." His frigid body shivered, and he was barely able to speak, his teeth chattered so much from the cold. "You must..you must..do me this honor. You must promise me that you'll survive. That you won't give up. No matter what happens. No matter how hopeless, promise me now, Rose. And never let go of that promise. "

"I promise."

"Never let go."

"I will never let go, Jack. I'll never let go…"

Rose clutched Jack's hand, clinging onto the board with the other, the chilly sea of water surrounding them. Jack rested his head against the cold wood, using it to support his bone-cold body. Jack's teeth chattered and he hoisted himself onto the board, icicles clinging into his brown hair. Rose continued to sit atop the wood. Blowing air through his lips, he continued clutching Rose's hand, finally pulling her into his arms. He kissed her red hair, closing his eyes. Lord, please let us survive this ordeal.

The twosome clung to each other as the water continued to churn around them. He sniffed, hoping by clinging to one another, they could somehow get warm from their body heat. He closed his eyes, feeling himself drift away from his surroundings. "Jack, I'm scared." Rose's voice interrupted his slumber and he struggled to open his eyes, gazing into the face of the woman he'd grown to love in just a few days' time.

His head felt so heavy. He leaned toward Rose, continuing to hold her in his cold arms. His chattering teeth and his fatigue weighing him down. Taking a deep breath, he told her the truth. "I'm scared too, but, we'll get through this."

His eyes became heavy, feeling as if a ton of bricks rested on his eyelids. No longer able to fight the sensation, he drifted off into oblivion, still clinging to Rose, hoping their shared body heat would give them a way to survive in this cold, vast ocean of water.

The deep pierce of a whistle startled Jack. Sluggishly, he blinked his eyes open, spotting Rose in the distance blowing a whistle. One of the lifeboats had come back! The dull pounding of his heart continued amidst the frigid water that continued to bounce against his numb skin. Jack closed his eyes, no longer having the energy to stay awake.

Jack opened his eyes, gazing around the white, crowded, sterile-looking room. A multitude of cots lined the hardwood floor. He looked up, spotting the small round window in front of his bed. Vivid blue water churned and he squeezed his fists, struggling to recall where he was. He blinked before he spotted Rose. She sat on the floor beside his bed, leaning forward onto the mattress, her long, beautiful red hair spilled onto the snow-colored bedspread. Blinking, he touched his head. Pain radiated from his brain as fast and intense as a raging fire. Wincing, he raised his hand, caressing Rose's hair. She jerked up, her jade-green eyes wide, her full lips dropping open when she spotted him. "Jack!"