April 17th 8:30am

There was one more day on board the Carpathia. One more day until they would reach New York, and Harry still hadn't told Amelia her brother was alive. He was a little surprised that she hadn't found out on her own, there was only so many places she could go, and the other officers had all interacted with her.

"Tell her, Harry. Tell her before she finds out." Harry had to give himself a pep talk before he told her. He didn't want to tell her because he didn't want her to be angry with him, but she would be even angrier if they reached New York and then she found out.

"Harry? You said you needed to tell me something?" Harry forced a smile and turned his back to the railing of the ship and focused on Amelia. He smiled, this time for real, and grabbed her hands in his.

"Good morning, love." He felt her lips on his, soft and sweet. He really was hoping that she wouldn't be mad when he told her; he didn't want any friction between the two.

"Good morning, officer Lowe." Harry rolled his eyes and poked her ribs, causing her to squeal and jump.

"Don't do that Harry!" She tried to fake being angry with her arms crossed and a frustrated expression on her face.

"Don't do what?" Harry pulled her in by her hips and began peppering her face and neck with kisses. He listened to her laughed and try and push him away. He loved her laugh and he loved her smile even more.

Harry was so looking forward to their future, and couldn't wait to take her home and introduce her to his parents and his siblings. He was sure his mother would and siblings would love her, it was only his dad that he was worried about.

"Harry! You said you had to tell me something!" Harry's joyous mood came crashing down. He did have to tell her and he was not looking forward to it or her reaction.

"Amelia, love...your brother James...he survived." He watched her closely, waiting for a reaction. The expression on her face was almost unreadable. He couldn't pinpoint what she was feeling at the time, but he didn't think it would be good for him.

"My brother is alive? And you didn't think to tell me until now? You waited 2 days to tell me that my brother is alive and onboard?" Harry held up his hands in defence and began to form his argument in his head.

"Amelia, love you have to understand...your brother was..." He was cut off by her going into a fit of laughter, one hand on the rail supporting herself, and the other covering her mouth.

"I don't understand..." Harry felt throughly confused. He didn't know why in the hell she was laughing and not upset.

"I know my brother is alive. I saw his name on the survivors list. I went and visited him at least once a day. I also know he wasn't in the best mental state with the medicine they'd given him. I know why you didn't want to tell me Harry, and I really do appreciate it. You were trying to protect me." Harry felt himself breathe a sigh of relief. She wasn't pissed off at him and she understood.

"But next time don't be afraid to tell me anything. And I mean anything. I would rather know, even if it's terrible news." Harry smiled at her and pulled her into his arms, their bodies touching, leaving no space in between.

"Even if you didn't tell me, I would be able to tell. James and I are siblings. I could feel that he was alive, you know?" Harry nodded and kissed her, gently at first, and then more passionately. He loved this woman. He loved her, he loved her, he loved her.

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Amelia stood at the foot of James bed, a book in one hand, and a plate of food in the other. James was staring at her, and amused look on his face.

"Wipe that damn grin off your face, James Paul Moody." He was certainly amused by the vruises up and down Amelia's neck and despite her best effort to hide them, thy stuck out on her skin.

"I told you I didn't want to be an uncle yet." Amelia rolled her eyes and tossed the book towards him, it landing on his stomach. James groaned and grabbed it, looking it over.

"Alice In Wonderland?" Amelia nodded and sat on the chair beside his bed.

"This is a children's story." Nevertheless he flipped open the cover and began reading the first few pages of the first chapter.

"I thought it would be perfect for you." She ignore the look he gave her and giggled. She took the cover off of the plate and set the cover on the floor.

"I brought you food. I hope you're feeling better James. I really do." Amelia handed him the plate and sat back, smiling at him.

He didn't look too worse for wear, a few scrapes on his arms along with some bruising. He said he may have some frostbite on his feet and toes, but the doctor expected him to make a full recovery.

"Thank you, Ami. And I should thank Harry for keeping you safe." Amelia nodded and placed her hands in her lap, playing with the ring on her left hand.

"He wants me to go to wales with him, to meet his parents. I'm scared James. What if I'm not what they are expecting? What if they don't approve?" She saw James roll his eyes and even scoff in between his bites of food.

"Wales is a beautiful place. And don't be worried about what they may say or think. Harry loves you and that's all what matters. And if they don't like you, there's nothing you can do about it." Amelia wasn't comforted by his words, if anything she was worried more.

"I am worried James. And if Harry and I do get married, I'll be moving to an entirely different country, away from you and our parents. What then? I'll know no one and everything will be different." Amelia felt James stretch his hand out and place it on top of hers. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and then gave her a warm smile.

"You'll have Harry. And you can always come and visit. Don't think that just because you may or may not be moving to Wales, you can't ever come back." Amelia bit her lip and nodded. She still didn't feel much better, but she appreciated his effort.

"Thank you James. I really am glad you survived. I couldn't live without my big brother. Even though you're a pain in my ass." The pair shared a laugh and then it was silent again, as James finished his food, and Amelia's eyes started to close.

"Amelia, love, come get some rest. You fell asleep." She jumped at the voice and touch of Harry and frowned. James was asleep and she figured she must've fallen asleep too.

"Yes Harry, I'm coming." She stood on shaky legs. After not moving for a while, she found it a little difficult to stand.

"There you go, nice and steady." Harry's arm went around her shoulders and his other arm was on the other side of hers, steadying her.

"Thank you Harry." Amelia pressed her lips to his cheek and walked with him, his coat rubbing against her bare skin.

"I love you future Mrs. Lowe."

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