Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.
Come Josephine in my flying machine, going up she goes, up she goes...oh, what a night! I felt so free, so free to fly. I felt as if all the chains that I had keeping me down broke off. I didn't have to be proper. I just could let my hair down and cut loose. For once, my mind wasn't on the wedding. In fact, I completely forgot about it, and Cal. It seemed that the only man that was in my life at that moment was Jack. He held me so close and so tight. I never wanted it to end. I can honestly say that this was the night I became free. And more importantly, this is night I finally fell in love. Rose stared into space as the night’s events ran through her head.
Earlier That Night
"Come Josephine in my flying machine, going up she goes, up she goes." They both sang slightly off key. They stopped at the doors right at first class. They stood by the railing and gazed at the stars.
"Look, Jack! A shooting star."
"Wow! That was a long one. My father used to say that it was a soul going to heaven."
"Well, can I wish on it?" He looked straight into her eyes, as if he knew what she wanted.
"Sure, if you like." Rose stared up into the sky and closed her eyes.
She could feel Jack's hand barely touching hers, but even the slightest touch sent shivers up and down her body. When she reopened her eyes, she noticed how close he actually was, so close that he could kiss her.
Jack's heart was pounding. He wanted to kiss her. But what would she think of him? Probably slap him and call some horrible name. He didn't want to ruin the friendship they already had. But yet, he wanted more. He wanted her.
"So, what did you wish for?"
She looked him deep in the eyes, and smiled sadly. "Something I can't have."
He knew what she meant. He saw her slowly turn around and make her way back toward first class.
"Rose!" But he was too late. She had already entered the doors back to her world. He sighed and slowly turned to walk away.
Back in the Present Time
Rose wished now that she hadn't left so soon. How badly she wanted to kiss him and hold him tight, make him hers.
Why me? Why did I have to fall in love? And especially with a girl I can never have! She'll never be mine. It's just not right. But why is she all I can think about? Maybe she loves me, too? Yeah, right. Get hold of yourself, Dawson. Remember, she's got that ass of a fiancé to run to. Does she love him? I doubt it. But the question is, does she love me? I guess there's only one way to find out. Tomorrow is the day. Tomorrow I'm going to tell her I love her. I have to, or I'll drive myself crazy. With that off his mind, Jack slowly went to sleep.
Rose awoke the next morning after an uneasy sleep. She had to tell Jack everything. I have to tell him. I have to tell him that he's all I've thinking about for the past three days. I have to tell him that I'm willing...willing to give up everything I have just to be with him, let him know that I love him. She took a deep breath and walked out of her room, but she was stopped by her mother and Cal. They were dragging her to church. She only hoped it didn't last that long.
Jack paced around his cabin, trying to figure out what to say to her. How do I tell her? How do I tell her that she's the meaning of my life? How do I tell her that she's the one I've always been waiting for? And most importantly, how do I tell her that I love her? Jack finally stopped pacing and walked out the door. He knew the first class was in church, and it was a miracle that he got out of third. He made it to the church entrance, but was stopped by a steward. He only hoped Rose would see him before he was dragged away.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him pleading not to be taken away. She couldn't hold it back any longer. There he was. She couldn't let the man she loved slip out of her life now. She dropped her hymn book, not caring what her mother or Cal thought. She raced to the door and rushed over to the steward.
"No! Wait! I must speak with that man!" she called. Jack looked up, and hope filled his eyes.
"Why? He is no concern of yours!" the steward shot back.
"Yes, he is."
"How?" Rose took a deep breath. All eyes of first class were on her. Cal was staring at her angrily, but all she could focus on was Jack.
"Because I'm in love with him." Everyone gasped, and gawked at her like she was crazy. Jack could only stare at her in shock. Cal's mouth dropped open; he started running to get Rose, but Molly Brown appeared in front of him.
"Where do you think you’re going, Mr. Hockley? You stay right here," Molly snapped at him. Rose smiled at her and ran toward the steward.
"Now, please release him," she begged. He finally agreed. She didn't bother to thank him, but flew into Jack's arms. She felt so safe when they wrapped around her waist.
"Rose..." He was cut off by her lips touching his. He had never felt so happy in all his life. She smiled as she tasted his soft wet lips against hers, something she had been waiting for. Slowly and cautiously, he slipped his tongue in her mouth. Rose was alarmed at first, but soon stuck hers in his mouth. At once, their tongues locked, creating more passion between them. At that point, they didn't care who was staring at them. All that mattered was their love for one another.
Ruth DeWitt Bukater stared at her daughter in shock. She didn't know what to think, and wondered why Cal hadn't stopped them. She looked over, and saw Molly holding him back. Ruth shot her an angry glance.
"This is all your fault, Mrs. Brown! If you hadn't lent him that tux..."
Molly cut her off. "It's no one’s fault but your own! You forced her into this life of misery, one that she did not want! And then she met Jack, and her whole world seemed to get better. She became free again. Her chains were broken. Jack saved your daughter."
Ruth couldn't take much more. She didn't want to believe Molly's harsh words, but she was right. Ruth stood back, and left it alone.
Finally, the kiss ended. Rose looked up and stared into his blue eyes.
"I love you, Rose."
She had waited so long to hear that come out of his mouth. Once those three simple words were spoken, she was free. Her old life was gone; her chains had all been broken off. She was free to live again as she once did, before Cal came into her life. Free from the life she hated so much. Free to fly with Jack by her side. She hugged him tighter and whispered in his ear.
"Thank you for breaking the chains that bound me for so long. Now, I'm free."
He smiled at her, and kissed her once more. She was ready to start a new life. Ready to really be free. Rose DeWitt Bukater died that day, and Rose Dawson was born.