It's been two years since Titanic.
When the ship docked in New York I set off on my own. I live in a small apartment and work at a news station. I don't get paid much, but it's enough to live off of.
"Hi Rose."
"Hello, Charlie."
I work with Charlie, he's very... how shall I put this, uptight. He reminds me too much of Cal.
"So, how about dinner tonight at 7." Charlie said
"No Charlie, how many times do I have to say it?" He is very irritating.
"God Rose! You need to let go! I know you don't want to go out with me because your still greaving over what's his face!" Charlie yelled
"His name is Jack and that actually isn't why I wont go out with you. You remind me too much of my ex fiance." I grabbed my papers off my desk and walked out the door.
When I got back to my apartment there was a note on my door.
SOS - Molly
I didn't bother putting anything inside, I just ran to Molly's house.
She was onboard Titanic. She knows that I'm living alone so she checks in on me, she's the mother I wish I had.
"Molly what's wrong?!" I asked when she opened the door.
"Rose, it's Jack."
"What?" I asked, not knowing if i heard her correctly.
"Jack was on another ship, he's here, in New york."
I just stood there for a few seconds not knowing what to do.
"Jack's dead." I said, looking at the ground.
"No, Rose he isn't. He stopped by today!" Molly said pulling me into her house.
"Are you sure it was him?" I asked, accepting the cup of tea she made.
"Darlin,, I would recognize that face anywere." Molly said "You need to go find him, he thinks your dead."
"Molly, how can I find him? New york is huge!" I said
"Your in apartment 214 right?" she asked\
"Yes."
"He's in 215."
"What?! Oh my god!." I yelled "Molly I love you! I gotta go!"
My heart was pounding. I didn't care that i was getting odd looks from people as I ran down the street to my apartment. I only cared that Jack was alive.
In what seemed like no time at all I was standing infront of his apartment door taking deep breaths trying to slow my heart.
I was about to knock when the door swung open and I came face to face with the man I was destined to be with.
"R...Rose?" Jack said, with a look of pure shock on his face.
"Hello Jack."
I couldn't hold the tears back, they just came pouring out of my eyes, and Jack pulled me into his arms. I could tell he was crying to.
He picked me up, sat on the couch with me on his lap and sang softly.
"Come Josephine, In my flying machine, Going up she goes, Up she goes"
"I love you Jack."
"I love you more Rose."
