The Sinking of the Titanic

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A/N:
The music above (the Destruction of Hometree - from James Cameron's Avatar) is what I imagine as the soundtrack for this chapter
Now onto the chapter

❄️Jack❄️

We walk down the deck, looking for boats. There are very few left and we need to find one now. Everyone is mourning Kristoff's death, especially Anna, being his girlfriend and all. I spot a boat and point it out. We rush towards it and push to the front of the crowd. I get the attention of a ship hand.

"How many spots do you have open?" I ask him. He studies the boat and turns back to us.

"Just three, sir," the man answers and I sigh. And turn to the others.

"two of us will have to stay," I say softly. Elsa looks at the ground.

"Hiccup, Astrid, and Anna will go," Elsa says, "I will stay," I look at her and I nod that I am staying as well. Hiccup looks reluctant, but agrees, same with Astrid. But Anna is a different matter.

"Elsa, no!" Anna screams, "I can't loose you too!" Elsa is now crying, watching Hiccup and Astrid practically drag her onto the boat. Elsa runs to the railing and watches her sister get lowered.

"We will try to survive!" Elsa yells to her sobbing sister. I hug Elsa tightly, rubbing her back. Soon, Elsa steps away and sighs, wiping the tears away.

"You okay?" I ask her and she nods, sniffling. We then start to walk up towards the bow of the ship where we first met. We hold onto the railing as the ship starts to go upwards. Slowly, the ships end goes higher and higher and there are people sliding down the deck into the water. Elsa and I climb over the railing and stand there.

"Jack," Elsa says suddenly, "this is where we first met!" I smile at her and give her a kiss as we watch the bow sink towards the ocean.

"Elsa, take my hand," I tell her and she does, "and do not let it go, got it? No matter what, don't let it go," she nods and turns her attention back to the fast approaching water.

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The water hits us hard and we go flying, swimming frantically upwards. Our hands separate and I pop up somewhere away from Elsa. I search for her and hear her yelling my name. I swim towards the sound and find a man trying use her to stay a float. Anger rises in me as I swim over there and punch the man. I hug her close to me and kiss her head.

"Come here," I say and we swim to a small headboard of a bed. I allow her to climb on top of it and I stay in the water. She lies there peacefully, relaxing after the night we have had. We are holding hands as we lay there, listening to the screams of the people.

"Jack," Elsa says softly, "I'm scared," I shake my head at her.

"Don't be," I say, everything is going to be fine. The lifeboats will come back and they will rescue us. We will survive this whole ordeal and live to tell the tale. We will move to the countryside and get married and live on a farm where we will make lots and lots of babies and we will die of old age, you got that?" She nods and laughs softly as she closes her eyes and rests. Eventually, so do I.

❄️Elsa❄️

I wake up to a distant voice yelling out for survivors. Everyone around us must be dead. I look at Jack and try to shake him awake. After a few seconds, he doesn't wake up.

"Jack? Jack! Jack, wake up!" I say, my voice a hoarse whisper, "Jack, the lifeboats are here!" Tears leave my eyes as I slowly accept the unacceptable. Jack is dead. I sob silently as I remove my hand from his frozen one and kiss it once more before I watch his body sink to the depths of the sea, "I'll never let go," I look up at the boat and see it going away, "come back! Come back!" I spot a man with a whistle and I roll off the headboard and into the water and I weakly swim to the man and take the whistle out of his mouth and blow. The people in the boat look back at me as I continue to blow the whistle until they come and rescue me and give me blanket after blanket.

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We arrive at the RMS Carpathia and I walk aboard. There are several people from the Titanic on the ship, huddled together with family and friends, talking about the night or of other things. I look around, hoping to see my sister. I find a man and ask him is a girl named Anna Montello has arrived, he replies with no, but there is an Anna Bjorgman. I ask him where she is, knowing that Bjorgman was Kristoff's last name. I thank the man kindly and go to find Anna in her room. I stop at the door and raise my hand to knock when I hear sobbing inside the room. Tears leave my eyes as I knock. I hear noises inside and the opens to reveal a very tears eyed Anna. Her eyes widen and light up and her faces breaks out into a grin when she sees me. She immediately wraps me in a bone crushing hug and then I start to cry hysterically, remembering the events of the night that hit me full force. Anna brings me inside her room and makes me a cup of tea.

"What's wrong, Elsa?" She asks worriedly as I continue to sob.

"Jacks dead," I say finally, wiping the tears away and trying to calm down. Anna gasps and comes over and hugs me.

"I am so so so sorry, Elsa," Anna says softly, tears running down her cheeks as well. We sit in her room to chat before we decide we should go see Hiccup and Astrid. I knock on their doors and Astrid answers it. She squeals when she sees me and hugs me tightly. Hiccup appears to see what the commotion is about and smiles when he sees me. We hug and he asks me where Jack is, and I get all tears eyed and tell them that Jack died making sure I lived. Astrid cries while Hiccup releases a few tears and that's it. We go for a walk on the deck, wrapped in blankets. We go to the third class section and walk and talk there. I spot Hans coming down the stairs and I quickly put my blanket over my head, hoping he wouldn't see me.

After about three minutes, Hans leaves this area and doesn't come back.

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We stand on the deck, a few feet away from the railing as we look up at the Statue of Liberty as we pass her. A man approaches me with a clipboard and umbrella.

"What is your name, miss?" He asks and I look at him once before back at the sky.

"Frost," I say softly, "Elsa Frost,"

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