To Make It Count

chapter 10

Epilogue! This takes place in 1929, 17 years after the sinking and right at the beginning of the Great Depression. Camila and Y/n are married (not legally, but they absolutely wear rings), and they eventually found Averie (the little girl that Y/n danced with on the Titanic) in an orphanage as a young teenager and took her in. Jess and Lily are in love, and Cara and Cora have like 8 beautiful rescue dogs together. Y/n went to work for Kat and is now Katgo’s art director. Camila studied biochemistry and civil/mechanical engineering and is now a senior partner at an engineering firm. James is a photographer with his own studio, Jess is Camila’s (very well-paid) assistant extraordinaire. Lily became a lawyer and sued Max Lord for everything he’s worth (and then some) to help the families of Titanic victims, and then led a crusade for better maritime safety regulations. Cora became a cop, Cara is a doctor, Olaf works in R&D at Camila's firm. (Ik half these professions didn’t allow women in the 1920s, but this is an AU so it's allowed because our queens deserve the best!)

“Miss Danvers? You have a call on the office telephone.”

Y/n blinks rapidly, looking up from the layouts on her desk. Sliding her glasses back down onto her face, she feels slightly disoriented – when did it get dark outside? – but she nods, standing up and making her way towards her office door.

“Thank you, Eve. Shouldn’t you be home by now?” Y/n looks at her watch – 6:30. Camila should be here soon to pick her up.

“If I left, who would remind you to go home to your wife before midnight?” Eve teases, and Y/n chuckles.

“True. Without you, I’d end up sleeping here. You can go now, though. I’m just going to take this call, and then I’ll be leaving as well.”

“Thank you, Ms. Danvers. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Y/n shakes her head. “Actually, no. Kat insisted that I take this Saturday off.”

“Oh! Well, it’s about time, if you don’t mind me saying. You’ve been running yourself ragged the last few months.”

As they reach the office phone, Eve waves goodbye and Y/n picks up the receiver.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Mom!”

Y/n smiles in relief. “Averie. How are you? How is school going? Are you getting enough sleep? Do you need anything –“

“Mom! Slow down.” Averie laughs, and Y/n treasures the sound through the static of the phone line. “I’m fine. School is good, and no, I’m not getting enough sleep. I’m a grad student.”

Y/n sighs. “You really should try.”

“Did Mum get enough sleep when she was in school?”

“Well…no,” Y/n admits sheepishly. “She didn’t sleep unless I forced her to.”

“Exactly.” Y/n can hear voices in the background, and the muffled sound of Averie answering a question before she speaks again. “Is Mum there yet?”

“No, not yet. She’s late. Probably still shopping for tonight.”

“Make sure you tell Aunt Jess ‘happy birthday’ from me, and tell her I’m sorry for missing it. It’s exam season, and I really can’t leave.”