New Story! And on this one I finally place a disclaimer and summary!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these chracters, except Freddie, Sarah, Benji and Lily Wilde, Edward Andrews, Catie and Emily Murdoch, Andrew and Richard Lightoller, the rest of the charcters that appear in this fic either belong to James Cameron, or history.

Summary: Meet Helen Andrews, wife of Thomas Andrews, (I changed the ages, he's 31, she's 28) .When she and her husband travel on the "Titanic", Helen is trying hard to keep up appearances at the dinner table with the likes of Bruce Ismay and all the SNOBS, until she bumps into one Henry Wilde, or as he is nicknamed by the stewardesses, The Dreamcatcher, over the four days of Titanics existence, her friendship with Henry blossoms into love, but deep down, she doesn't want to hurt Thomas, Henry makes her see the world in a new light, and she will remain eternally grateful to him for that. She is torn between two that fateful night, whether to love her children's father, or love the Officer. The Dreamcatcher. Her Dreamcatcher.

One

9th April 1912

6:15 pm

Helen sighed deeply as she looked at herself in the mirror in the hallway of Ismay Manor.

"Not long now" she whispered to herself. In fact, it wasn' very long at all, in less than 24 hours, she would board the largest ocean liner in the world, travel over to New York, come back, then go home to Belfast. Belfast it wasn't her childhood home, her childhood home had been here in Southampton, but oh how she'd give anything to be back there now.

Then, the two great double doors behind her opened and her husband stepped into view. He looked very dashing in a tuxedo, with his dark grey hair slicked back. His blue eyes became warm and loving when she smiled at him.

Helen turned round and said "How do I look?"

Thomas smiled at her "You look lovely" he offered her his arm. She took it, her husband was looking at the floor as he led her into the great dining room "There is one other thing..." he faltered "Mr. Ismay has a proposal for us both"

"What kind of proposal?" Helen asked.

"God knows, hopefully it doesn't concern the children" Thomas said, he took Helen's hand that was resting on his arm and whispered "Don't worry, I'm sure it won't be that bad"

"Of course. But I've just got a bad feeling about this"

Thomas smiled his unforgettable smile and said "Well, if you've got a bad feeling, so have I"

Dinner was mostly talking about the looming maiden voyage. And Helen was beginning to enjoy it until Ismay hushed the room "Thomas has probably told you I have a proposal for you both" he looked at Helen and gave his wiry, creepy smile.

Helen sat rigid as Ismay continued "As you know, our 18 year old son, Johnathan, is looking for a bride, and we thought of no one better than your daughter, Elizabeth!"

Helen gasped, she looked to Thomas who had a protective look on his face as he answered cooly "But she isn't even two years old, Bruce."

"When she comes of age, obviously" Ismay said "You will accept our offer, won't you?" he glanced at his wife who was just as creepy as him.

"Of course not! Of course we won't let your estranged son marry our daughter!" Helen wanted to scream but she replied calmly "We'll talk it over"

"GOOD!" Ismay boomed "But I expect an answer by the time we get to New York, I want to start making plans then"

"We haven't accepted your offer yet, Bruce" Thomas said, he turned his head to see Helen sitting there like a statue. Her hands in her lap. He reached over and squeesed her hands.

He smiled at her, and she smiled back.

Sorry, it's a very short start. But I hope you all like. Will update as soon as pos1