TITANIC - Jack And Rose, Both Are Alive!

Chapter 25

By Cecelia Dowdy - visit titanicfanfiction dotcom

based upon characters created by James Cameron

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Chapter 25

Jack silently prayed all night as they pored over maps, looking at Cal's vast property holdings and reading papers about his background, thinking, speculating. Lymen kept good on his word and called a friend of his who was a discreet policeman. The policeman gave them some insight about their search for Cal. "This secluded property over in downstate New York could be where he's taken her. It's only two hours away and from what we can gather it's a hunting lodge."

Jack frowned. "A hunting lodge?"

Lymen told them about the lodge. "Yes, Cal's father, Nathan, and Cal would hunt for sport in that area. The lodge is secluded and I'd bet that Cal is there."

The officer spoke. "I've already alerted the police force to keep a look out for Cal and Rose in our area."

Jack's mouth dropped open. "But, you read his note! He said no authorities."

The policeman patted Jack's arm. "Jack, you'll need to trust us on this. It's best if we're involved because you don't know what Cal is going to do. We're used to handling this sort thing. If Cal gets crazy, then, you'll want us around to help. What if Cal's still in the area? You'll want somebody to alert us if they see Cal or Rose."

Sighing, Jack silently agreed, but, he didn't like it. "Well, let's get going."

The policeman spoke. "Our police department has two cars we can use. We'll take a couple of squad cars so that we can get there much quicker. The vehicles are outside."

"Lymen, can I go with you?" Cecile's voice sounded in the room while she approached Lymen. Lymen cradled Cecile's hand and kissed her palm, and her pale skin flushed with embarrassment. She then shivered, as if she'd caught a chill. Jack had forgotten all about her. What a strange woman! She still held the huge wedge of cheese he'd sliced earlier and she'd apparently been nibbling on it all night. She'd been flitting in and out of the office over the last few hours like a silent ghost, her nightgown billowing out behind her when she'd walked. At one point, Jack had caught her openly staring at him, and he'd wondered what was going through her mind. Was Cecile just as crazy as Cal Hockley?

Lymen clutched Cecile's bony fingers, shaking his head, his dark eyes full of affection. "No, I want you to stay here. We have to hurry so I don't have time to drop you off at Mrs. Roker's."

Jack, the policeman, Pastor Michael, and Paul, stood at the door, waiting for Lymen. "Hurry up!" called Jack. They needed to get going - they didn't have time for romantic good-byes.

Lymen pulled Cecile into his arms and kissed her on the mouth. Jack looked away, before rushing down the stairs, everybody else following close behind. They broke up into two groups. Jack, Pastor Michael and Paul got into one police car along with the police officer who'd been helping them all night. Another officer was driving the other car and Lymen got into that vehicle.

The police officer spoke while he started the engine. "Like Lymen said, it's going take us at least two hours to get there."

"Two hours! Can't you drive fast and get there quicker?" Jack didn't know how he could ride in this squad car for two whole hours!

"Son, we'll be going as fast as this car can carry us."

Soon, they were on the road and Jack bowed his head and prayed, refusing to open his eyes. He took deep breaths, hoping and praying nothing bad would happen to Rose. Lord, I'll die if something happens to my wife. Jack didn't know how he'd go on living if he lost his wife after only being married to her for one day.