Making It Count (Titanic Rose Fanfiction) part 2

Chapter 21

Roses pov

"Mu..mu..Mummy", Josie watery eyes slowly fluttered open that I know all so well.

"JOSIE!", I hugged her crying full of joy that my little girl was returned to me, "oh my baby! My baby girl ", I clung onto her as tight as I could so she would never leave me again.

"Mummy", She managed to say as I clung onto her.

"Oh Joe", I rocked stroking her golden hair. John then entered the room to see what all the fuss is about. He then just stood there surprised till I shooed him away to get the doctor, "it's ok. You're ok Joe", I slowly lowered her back to her pillow.

"Is it really you Mummy?", she had tears in her eyes slowly bailing out.

"Yes Josie. I'm here. It's me ", I gently stroked her golden hair and face while Josie softly cried, "oh Josie", I laid down right beside her face, "I've always been here"

"She's right", John walked in holding his early morning coffee, "she stayed beside you every day hoping for you to wake up", John sat beside me rubbing my shoulder.

"Is that true mummy? Did you really do that", She started to form little tears in her eyes as she continued to look at me.

"Yes of course it's true sweetheart", I began to cry too, "I love you Josephine Dawson. Nothing on earth can come between us", she hugged and kissed me tighter.

"I love you Mummy", she squeezed me tight.

"I love you too", I replied.

"Who's that?", Josephine pointed to the weird middle aged man in the door.

"That's Doctor Roger. He's been taking care of you while you've been asleep"

"How long have I've been asleep mummy?", she asked me.

"Two days", I put my arm around her while she began to break down and cry, "oh Josie", I picked her up and cuddled her again to make her feel better. Roger than sat beside us in the bed, "Josie, Doctor Roger is going to examine you now. He won't hurt you. He's only here to see if you are alright", I laid her back down.

"Hi there Josephine", I retreated back to the door where John was standing. He then wrapped his arms around me and gave me a kiss as we watched Doctor Roger do his examination of her. He then looked at us and we shut the door for some privacy. I then went into the kitchen to make myself my early morning cup of tea to get me started for the day. But I have Josephine back and that's good enough for me to survive on. John stood beside me making our breakfast and we sat together across the table across from one another. Then there was a knock at the door. I wonder who can that be in this hour of the morning? I then got up and opened the door to see a man wearing a coat.

"Miss Rose Dawson", he said my name.

"Yes", I answered.

"I'm Dave Williams. I've been diving the wreck of George's boat"

"Oh", I said surprised.

"We found a few things that we would like you to have. We found a few old photos and old art books. We found one addressed to Josephine Dawson in a wooden cupboard that was not touched by the blaze. We assumed it was your daughter as well as spending much time with George", he cradled the box full of the history of the Dawson's. The only box we now have that links back to them as well as memories and photographs, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry about your loss of George. I also heard your daughter has hyperthermia from the accident"

"No she just woke up actually", I gave him the latest update on her.

"Well... we have not found the body of George yet. We believe that it perished in the blaze. Disintegrated", the word knocked me under a bus. Disintegrated. It means he's gone. There's no trace, no skin, no bones, no face, no life. He's gone. He's disappeared. Wiped off the face of the earth. It's like he's never lived. Erased. Blown up with flames ripping through till he wasn't even dust. He's in the ocean now. Floating around. Just like Jack. His grandson. As well as all the others that lost their lives at sea. Titanic, WWI medical ships and subs. Disappeared from this earth without a trace. Just like Jack, lost at sea. Forever.