I'm back! I was away all summer with no computer so I didn't have time to update. But now that school is back in motion I'm going to try and finish this story soon. I hope you like it!

After their day at the Italian Festival, Jack and Rose met and enjoyed a day as "friends" at least once a week. To Rose those days were the spark in her life. After the dull proceedings of her every day life, time spent with Jack was a rein of fire. In the past 3 weeks Rose and Jack had explored the Art Museum, the Franklin Institute and spent an entire day in the park, just reading and enjoying the beautiful spring air. With each of their meetings Rose found her self falling more in love with the man she swore to let go.

Her first class life was entirely different from her life with Jack. As much as her mother and Cal attempted to give her freedom they failed miserably. As each day passed Rose found herself being pushed into more commitments, not of her own choosing. When June rolled around, tension mounted with the rising heat. One morning, before Rose was to meet Jack, she found herself cornered by her fiancé.

"Rose, darling. I need to speak to you...privately." Cal nodded to the maids to leave the room. Rose looked around, realizing they were alone and realized she was trapped. She did her best to remain cool, still choosing to believe she was in control of the situation and her life.

"Yes Cal? What is this about?" Rose glanced at the clock, knowing she only had an hour until she was to meet up with Jack. "Cal, can we make this quick, I have a museum tour in an hour."

Cal glanced at her. He had noticed that at least once a week she went off unchaperoned. In his gut he found her actions peculiar, although she gave him no reason to doubt his trust. True to his word he had not sent anyone to follow her. He wanted to trust her, but each week his trust lessened while his curiosity and possessiveness grew.

"This shouldn't take long darling." He smiled his sly smile, and Rose knew she would not like what was to come. "We have an appointment tomorrow, at the portrait shop I told you about. You will be dressed accordingly for a wedding photo and we will be ready to leave promptly at ten. I do not wish to be late." He looked at her sternly, as if daring her to contradict him.

Rose bit her lip angrily. She realized that they were back right where they began. He ruled their lives and she was supposed to obey. As much as she wanted to fight back, to tell him that she would not be treated like a child that needed to be told what to do and when. But as she looked at the clock she realized she did not have time. She had to decide quickly what was more important, keeping her date with Jack or fighting her pompous fiancé. Jack overruled her pride, and she turned a fake smile on Cal.

'"Of course I'll be there darling. I did promise to attend this portrait sitting after a month had passed. It is only fitting that I uphold my end of the bargain." Rose emphasized the word bargain, as a reminder of what he had promise her. With the same fake smile plastered onto her face, Rose curtsied to her husband and bid him farewell. She left him standing in the room, presumably shocked at her acceptance of his command. It was not until she was out onto the street that she released her pride and nearly ran to meet Jack.

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Jack paced the area near the fountain in Ritten House square, the place where him and Rose usually met. She was late, which was not like her. As lenient as Rose was, she was always punctual, usually there early. She would be watching the people, lost in thought whenever he would arrive. Today, though, she was nowhere in sight and it was he who was daydreaming. As he turned he caught a glimpse of fiery red hair hurtling towards him.

"Jack! Jack!" Rose came to a stop right in front of him, her breath coming in short gasps and perspiration showing on her forehead. "Jack, I'm so sorry. I got held up."

Jack couldn't help but smile. She was beautiful even when she was all worked up. He felt as though his love for her grew each time, and expected to tell her today. For a month they had been meeting, for a whole day, and then steeling a few minutes as he crossed her house on his was home from work. Every time they met he knew that she moved him. The truth became clear each time he glanced into her eyes.

"It's alright. I was enjoying the quiet anyway, until a screaming wild women appeared." He smiled his half grin at her exasperated laugh.

"Oh Jack..." She stopped laughing and finally caught her breath. "So where are we off to today?"

Jack smiled broadly in excitement. Holding out his hand he only shook his head. It was his custom to leave her wondering as to where they were going. He knew she enjoyed the mystery, and took pride in knowing he could always spark her curiosity. For today he had put together all the rest of his savings, in an effort to make this day a mark in her memory. He lead her to Penn's landing, laughing at her confused expression.

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"Jack, why are we here?" Rose looked around confused. Penn's Landing was where all the ships docked. She knew of a few ships that took passengers, but Cal had sworn he would never go on a boat. She knew that she could not push him to take her on one, after the traumatic experience on the Titanic. She had assumed Jack would have the same fear, but he was leading her up the ramp and onto a boat.

"Jack, stop!" She glared at him, unable to understand why he wouldn't listen. It was not until he turned to her that she saw the excitement in his eyes that she understood. She understood that it was because of his excitment that he had ignored her. "Jack, why are we going on a boat? After everything that happened, don't you want to stay off the water?"

She saw Jack chuckle and knew that he was doing this for her. It occurred to her that he may have heard her tell Cal she would love to go on a boat once again.

"Well...I heard you say once that you were determined to get on a boat again. So I figured, why not now? We'll have a brunch and we will be back in time to get you home to dear old Cal." Jack still grimaced at the name, and she knew he would never get over his hatred for the man. Her heart sank hearing him bring reality into her once a week dream.

As if Jack knew he had put a cloud over her head, he tried his best to lighten the atmosphere again. In his most formal voice he turned to Rose.

"So, Ms DeWitt Bukater, are you ready for the voyage of your life?"

Rose wrapped her arm in Jack's. "I think I am Mr. Dawson. Especially if my escort is as wonderful as the man next to me." She smiled, and lifted her dress. The two of them walked elegantly onto the ship.

They lasted until they were onboard and near the bow of the ship until laughter engulfed them. Together they laughed, gasping for breath. In the laughter Rose knew that Jack would never be Cal. She knew that she would never be happy with Cal and in her first class life. The bargain she had made with Cal was nothing to him. If he could break that, who was to say she couldn't break their engagement bargain?

That's it. Review and I'll try to update a lot faster than I did before.