A LOVE NEVER FADING
Chapter Twelve
Jack and Rose kissed for about a half-hour
before Rose made an important decision. "Jack, I need to discuss something
with you that's very important."
"All right Rose. Come sit on the couch
and tell me all about."
Rose situated herself in a comfortable
position next to Jack. "OK, I know Brian and Maggie said we don't owe them
anything but I think there is something we owe them." Rose looked deep
into Jack's soul. It was amazing how they could communicate just by their eyes.
Jack knew exactly what Rose was trying to say and he completely agreed.
Meanwhile downstairs in the kitchen Maggie
started to warm some water for tea. "I think they are charming," she
said as she got down four mugs.
"They are wonderful." Brian agreed
with his wife. Maggie sat down across from her husband. "I hope we get to
learn more about them. It just seems like there is so much there that we are
missing."
Brian and Maggie continued their discussion
when suddenly Rose and Jack appeared at the kitchen door. Maggie looked up
startled. "Rose, Jack I was just going to come up and offer you some
tea." Maggie smiled as she began to poor some tea into the mugs. She
walked over to Jack and Rose and they gratefully excepted the gift. "Thank
you." Rose took a deep breath. Jack decided to let her do the talking. "Maggie,
Brian, we have something we would like to discuss with you."
Brian looked up from his teacup. "What
there isn't a problem with the room already is there?"
For some reason that made Rose feel a bit
more at ease. "No, the room is perfect. Look we know you said that we don't
owe you anything, but we do owe you an explanation."
"What on earth could you have to
explain?" Maggie had a feeling she was about to hear something very
important. Brian had the same feeling and thought that the family room would be
a much better place to have their conversation. Brian spoke up. "Before
you continue, I think we should move to a more comfortable area."
Everyone agreed and within minutes everyone
was situated comfortably in the room. Maggie and Brian sat in separate
armchairs. While Rose and Jack sat with their arms intertwined on the couch.
There was a moment of silence before Rose
began. She spoke of how her father had passed away leaving her and her mother
with nothing. The engagement to Cal. All of this lead up to what Jack and Rose felt
to be the most important. Titanic. They both spoke about this experience
together. Each told of how they felt. Jack talked about how he felt when Rose
had rejected him at first. He looked back fondly on the intimate moments they
had. Rose painfully reminisced about moments like when she had jumped back onto
the ship to be with Jack. The whole room was brought to tears when she spoke of
the period of time she had spent without Jack. From the time she let go of his
hand and watched him drift away into the sea to their reunion on the Carpathia
had been nothing but torture for her. They left no detail untouched. They
wanted Brian and Maggie to know about all of it.
They winded down their conversation with
talks of they next few days. "You will probably reading a lot about me in
the paper for a while. But I want you to remember, whatever you read is all
true. Rose DeWitt Bukater is dead the person you know and will always know is
Rose Dawson."
"I can't believe you two haven't even
known each other a week. I thought you had been together for a lifetime."
Maggie stated as she dabbed away her tears.
"I'm sorry if we have upset you, but we
just thought that you should know about us before you read anything in the
paper." Rose felt wonderful, getting that story off her chest.
"No, we are glad you told us. I feel
tremendously honored to know about you two and what you have been
through." Brian couldn't believe the story he had just heard. It was
amazing they were so much in love, it was very apparent by the way they looked
into each other's eyes. They were meant for each other in every way shape and
form.
The new roommates talked for a little while
longer before deciding to go to sleep. They said their good nights to one
another and went their separate ways.
Jack and Rose headed up stairs. They were so
tired that they nearly fell into bed. They removed their cloths and ended up
sleeping in their undergarments. When Rose climbed into bed Jack pulled her
close to him. Hearing her describe how important he was to her and how terrible
she had felt when she thought he was dead had touched him in an indescribable
way. Jack cradled Rose back and forth, like she was a baby. He waited for her
to fall asleep. She looked so wonderfully peaceful that he felt like he could
watch her forever. Unwillingly he drifted off into his own dream. While he
slept his mind saw nothing but Rose, it was then he realized that he would be
watching Rose forever. No matter where she was or what she was doing. He would
be there.