April 15, 1915
Lillian Rose Dawson toddled around the train car she shared with her eight year old sister, Cora, her twenty-two year old father, Jack, and her nineteen year old mother, Rose. After getting rescued from the freezing water after the Titanic sank into the deep cold Atlantic Ocean on the morning of April 15, 1912, Jack and Rose found that young Cora had survived but her father and her mother both had died and Cora was left alone in the world. Cal had tried to take Rose away from Jack, but Jack had beat Cal at his own game. When they got to New York, Jack and Rose went to the courthouse to adopt Cora and to get married. Soon after traveling to Chippewa Falls to visit Jack's parents' graves, Rose wasn't feeling well. When she went to the doctor, she learned that she was expecting. The three of them spent the next eight months traveling around Wisconsin, Jack showing all the places he had gone growing up, while staying with one of Jack's childhood friends. In December, Rose gave birth to Lilly. After that they settled into Centerville, Ohio, a small town in the suburbs of Dayton. A few months before, Rose had been feeling weird again, finally going to a doctor and confirming that she was once again pregnant. Now they were on their way back to New York for Jack's artistic career to take off.
"Daddy," Cora said as she ran into the train car from getting a cup of tea with her mom. Cora sat herself on Jack's lap and looked at him.
"Cor where's you mom?" Jack asked just as Rose emerged from behind the door. "Right here," Rose said as she walked over a sat down next to Jack as Cora crawled over his lap and onto the other side of him. "Lillypad, come here," Rose said as she lowered her arms to pick up her young daughter when she walked into them. Lilly was placed on her mother's lap, her head of long blonde curls resting on her shoulder, and her bright blue eyes, full of wonder, staring up at her mother. Jack got up and moved across to the seat facing them and took out a piece of paper and a charcoal pencil and started to sketch his beautiful family. Cora moved over to where her mother sat and rested her head on her other shoulder. Jack smiled at the scene before him. If someone had told him four years ago that he would have two amazing daughters, a beautiful wife, and another child on the way, he would've told them that they were crazy, that no one's life could change so fast, but he's did and he wouldn't change it for the word.
"Jack?" Rose asked a little while after they put the girls down in their hotel beds. They were lying in bed, Rose's red curls splattered all over Jack's bare chest.
"Yes?" He answered her as he played the small red ringlets of hair.
"Do you think bring another baby into this world is a good idea?" She said, raising her head up a little to see his face.
Jack stopped playing with her hair and just stared at her. "Do you?"
"With your career just taking off and barely getting by now, I just don't think its right."
"It's kinda to late now to be rethinking this."
"We could always..."
"Rose, have you lost your mind?"
"We have done a lot of traveling, maybe I left it on the train." Jack chuckled and smiled down at her as she laid her head back down on his chest. Jack placed a hand on Rose's swollen belly due to do her pregnancy.
"Our baby gonna be fine," He whispered to her as she fell asleep. Soon after she feel asleep, Jack untangled himself from her and went to check on the girls. Cora was sitting up in her bed, tears falling from her eyes. "Cora?"
"Oh, hi," she said quietly, quickly wiping away the falling tears.
"Cora, are you okay?"
"I see them, all the people dead." Jack sat down next to her. He hugged her close to his body.
"Everything is gonna be okay, I promise. Your mother and me love you very much." Cora smiled through the tears. "Plus I know a little girl who needs her big sister around."
"I know, thanks." She hugged him.
"Okay, now the time for bed." Cora laid back down and so fell back asleep. Jack sighed. He walked back to his room and slid under the sheets, pulling Rose as close to him as possible.