Jack, Rose, and Joshua had to stay aboard the ship for a while, along with Lynette and her daughter, Cora. The date was currently April 18, 1912. Three days after the sinking of the Titanic. Rose and Lynette were down in third class, enjoying a drink or two.
"How does it feel to be a poor third classer?" asked Lynette.
"As long as I'm with Jack, I'm happy," Rose said, taking a drink from her beer.
"Delicious, isn't it? Genuine Irish beer! From my hometown of Dublin!" exclaimed Lynette.
"Yes. It's amazing!" exclaimed Rose, taking another swig. "Lynette, I don't mean to be nosy, but what happened to Cora’s father?"
"Oh, no reason to be sorry at all. He worked on the Titanic, you know, in the engine room. Cora and I had a room in third class. We were able to escape, but he couldn't. He was trapped and he drowned in the wreckage," explained Lynette. "The crew says he died a hero. And that I'm proud of."
"Speaking of husbands, I wonder where Jack disappeared off to," Rose said.
"Is he with that buddy of his? What's his name…" Lynette struggled to remember his name.
"Fabrizio?" Rose asked.
"Yes! Him!" Lynette exclaimed.
"He died on the ship," said Rose.
"Oh," said Lynette, her voice dropping. Rose turned to another friend of Jack's who had been aboard the Titanic, Martin Schrieffer.
"Martin, have you seen Jack?" she asked.
"No, I haven't, love. But I've been looking for him as well," said Martin. He stood up and walked away.
"Who is he?" asked Lynette.
"Martin Schrieffer, a friend of Jack's. He's from Dublin, I believe," Rose explained.
"Oh, I may like to have a word with that man!" exclaimed Lynette. She ran off the direction that Martin had gone. All of a sudden, Jack appeared behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders.
"I heard that somebody's looking for me," he said. Rose laughed, along with Jack, and he sat down next to her. "So, what's this you're drinking?"
"Genuine Irish beer, according to Lynette," said Rose.
"Hmm…" Jack said. He took a sip of it. "I like it. It's not bad at all!" Rose laughed again.
"Oh, Jack," she said between laughs. All of a sudden, the band started playing a familiar song that they both knew.
"Remember this song?" asked Jack. Rose smiled.
"Indeed I do! Do you remember the steps?" she asked.
"Sweetpea, we didn't know the steps last time! What makes you think we'll know them now?" Jack asked, and Rose laughed again. They got up and began dancing along with the crowd. They were doing the same dance they had done on the Titanic, only this time, it was more fun.
"I've spent so much time in third class and I still don't know the steps!" Rose shouted over the noise. Jack laughed and the two of them sat back down.
"Where's Lynette?" Jack asked.
"I think she ran off after Martin Schrieffer," Rose replied.
"Isn't she married?" Jack asked.
"She was," Rose said. "Her husband worked in the engine room. He died a hero, trying to save the engines."
"Oh. Does Cora know that?" Jack asked.
"I don't think so," Rose replied. She went quiet, and Jack placed his hands over hers.
"Are you all right?" asked Jack. Rose shrugged.
"Over the past few days, nothing has been easy on us. I mean, Cal framed you and tried to kill you, he ended up shooting me, my mother thinks I'm dead, the ship, that wonderful ship, the ship of dreams, is gone. I can barely believe anything that's been happening these past few days," she explained.
"I didn't have anything to begin with, and I don't now," Jack said.
"You have something," Rose said.
"Rose, the clothes on my back don't really count," Jack told her.
"Not that, you idiot! Me!" Rose exclaimed. Jack laughed.
"Of course! How could I possibly forget the only thing I need in my life!" he exclaimed, and he leaned over and kissed her forehead. Soon, Lynette showed up again with Martin Schrieffer.
"Rose, thank you for telling me about Martin here!" Lynette exclaimed happily.
"Oh, of course! Anytime!" Rose told her. The ship was still moving, for it had not docked yet. Rose looked at Joshua and Cora dancing to the music, quickly asked Lynette to watch Joshua, and took Jack's wrist and took him up on the top deck. A lot of first class passengers were up there, as well as a few third class. Rose could see Molly Brown, a first class passenger on the Titanic. Molly Brown spotted Rose almost instantly and jumped up.
"Rose! Rose, my dear, you're alive! Cal and Ruth are so worried about you!" Molly exclaimed. She was about to run off to find Ruth and Cal, but she noticed that Rose hadn't moved. "Rose, sweetheart, aren't you coming?"
"No, I'm not. I don't love Cal anymore, and my mother doesn't want me to be what I'd like to be," said Rose.
"But, sweetheart, you're Rose DeWitt Bukater! You were a first class passenger aboard the Titanic and once first class, always first class! You must come! Your mother will be so happy to see you!" Molly exclaimed.
"No. Rose DeWitt Bukater died on the Titanic. I'm Rose Dawson," Rose said, and she took Jack's hand and walked towards the bow of the ship. Molly watched them leave, then sat back down. She thought that it would be better if Ruth didn't know that her daughter was still alive.
Rose took Jack to the bow of the ship. "It's not the same, but it's worth it." Jack smiled at her.
"Are you sure it won't have a different feeling?" he asked.
"Just tell me to close my eyes, Jack," Rose told him.
"All right. Give me your hand and close your eyes," said Jack, and Rose did as she was told. "This railing is different, but it'll still work. Just step up on the railing, Rose. Don't let go of my hands." Rose stepped on and didn't let go of his hands. "You trust me?"
"Always," Rose whispered to him.
"Open your eyes," Jack said, and Rose did. She looked out at the water, the sun setting behind it.
"Oh, Jack! It feels like the Titanic! It feels like…it feels like home," Rose said. Jack smiled.
"It does, doesn't it? It's still got the magical feeling," Jack whispered in her ear. Rose was smiling. Tears were stinging her eyes as the memory surged through her. "Come Josephine, in my flying machine," Jack began to sing into her ear.
"Going up she goes, up she goes," Rose started to sing along with him.
"Balance yourself like a bird on a beam. In the air she goes, there she goes," Jack sang quietly into her ear. He kissed her softly on the cheek and Rose started to laugh. All of a sudden, someone cleared their throat behind them, and Jack and Rose's heads whipped around.