Unwillingly Jack and Rose pulled away from each other. They held hands and stared lovingly into each other's eyes.

"So...what now?" Jack said with a huge smile on his face.

"Why do we have to do anything?" Rose replied with an equally large smile. She lifted his hands and spun around, so that their arms were intertwined and wrapped around her waist. Jack placed his head on Roses shoulder and rocked her back and fourth. They stared out at the sea and sang their song, this time they sang it louder then before.

Up where most of the first class passengers had gathered on the CARPATHIA Ruth, The Countess of Rothes, Molly Brown, and Cal all sat around in the lounge unusually quiet.

"I don't understand it, I can't believe it." Ruth was obviously shaken. But still her manners never faltered. She sat perfectly composed.

"Oh Ruth dear. I know this must be horrible for you. But you must think of the good times you had with Rose." The Countess tried to comfort Ruth, but it was no use. She hadn't been groomed for this sort of thing.

"And you looked everywhere darlin" Molly was by far the most comforting. She had been raised in a loving family and had been threw her share of tragedies.

"I assure you Miss Brown, I left no section of the ship unturned" Cal was becoming very irritated with all these commotion. After all it had been Rose's choice to stay with that boy. "If you would excuse me ladies. I will be out taking in the air out on deck." Cal was feeling guilty about his behavior last night and needed to get away before he lost his composure. Of course everyone else thought his awkward behavior was because of Rose's sudden death.

"Of course Mr. Hockley. We know this must be difficult for you. Especially so close to your wedding." Once again The Countess tried unsuccessfully to comfort her friends. Cal smiled weakly at her at quickly retrieved to the boat deck.

Once outside he walked to the rail and grasped it tightly. Partly because of his anger, but mostly because of his loosing Rose. He had lost her in more ways then one and that tore at him. He put his head down and silently a single tear trickled down his cheek. It was the first time Cal could remember doing anything close to crying.

His self pity was disturbed by a familiar tune. He could here it faintly in the distance but there was no mistaking it "Where dear? To the sky dear. Oh you flying machine, jump in Miss Josephine...." He had heard that song hundreds of times the previous year. It was a favorite of Rose's. Cal had always despised it. And now that he was hearing it in his time of grief it enraged him.

He stared like a vulture at the Third class deck. It was nearly empty. But he knew the song was coming from down there. There was someone sitting on a bench. And a few people huddled in a corner. Other then that there was no one. Then he spotted something in the corner of his eye. Away from everyone else stood a couple. They seemed to be in there own world. The gentleman had his arms wrapped the women's stomach. And both were rocking back and forth as they......sung. That's where the song was coming from.

Cal walked along the deck to get a closer look. He was planning to blast them, until he saw exactly who it was singing. Their backs were turned to him but there was no mistaking the gangly sandy haired man and fire haired women that stood before him.