"It's a mess" Rebecca said, "I haven't had a chance to clean it up." She looked around and papers and hats and junk was everywhere. Rebecca picked up her papers and put them into a bag "Have you seen my pen?" she asked picking up odds and ends to find the pen.

       "Here it is," replied Jack, picking up the pen from the table by her bed and handing it to her. "Do you really have to do your job now? Can't you wait until tomorrow morning when the gossip mills will be running wild?"

       She took the pen from him, and looked in his eyes "Its gossip, I don't do gossip." She picked up a hat pined it on "so are we going to get your coat?"

       "Yes, of course, just a second," replied Jack. "Give me your hand." Rebecca did, and Jack took it into his. Gazing into her eyes, he brought it to his lips and kissed it. "Now we can go."

       Rebecca looked at the dresser and went over a picked up a small box and put it in her pocket and joined Jack at the door. They walked through the halls and a lounge.

       "Hold on a second" Rebecca said

       "Mr. Andrews" She called

       "Rebecca, where is you lifebelt" He asked

       "Is it that bad?" Rebecca asked

       "Yes, I am afraid Titanic only has an hour two at the most." Mr. Andrews said. Then he left to convince other passengers to put their lifebelt on.

       Rebecca looked at Jack "Now what?" she asked

       "Well, would you like to accompany me to my room to fetch my overcoat, or should you go?" asked Jack with a worried look in his eye, still holding her hand.

       "No" Rebecca said "I'll stay with you, plus I am sure there will be an extra lifebelt in you room" She hated hearing Mr. Andrews words, She had lost her father to an ocean. It wasn't going to take her.

       "Okay, then, let's go." Jack and Rebecca went down to C deck to retrieve his overcoat from his suite. "Thanks for not leaving," Jack smiled. As they reached his room, they found Jack's father going in as well.

       "Hello, father, any news on the situation?" asked Jack, not wanting to over worry his father.

       "Yes, son, Mr. Andrews has confided in me that TITANIC will go down tonight. I want you to put your lifebelt on and head up to the boat deck. I'll meet you up there in a few minutes with your mother."

       "We also encountered Mr. Andrews and he told us that too," replied Jack. "I just came back to get my lifebelt and overcoat."

       "Well, we'll meet you up there, and please hurry," said John B. Thayer, Sr., as he left with his wife and maid.