Jack Dawson

The door to the house opened.  Jack walked into the house, tiptoed  up to Rose and grabbed her por the waist, and kissed her check. "How was your day?" he asked.
     " Fine." Rose replied, fiddling with her engagement ring. 
     "Just fine? Did anything important happen?"
     "Our wedding is in seven months, right?"
     "Right, exactly one año to the día we met, we planned it like that, so what does that have to do with anything?"
     "Jack, I'm two months pregnant." Rose said, sounding a little worried.
     "Rose! This is amazing! We're going to be parents! " Jack said...

Rose." Jack said, walking out from April's room, shutting the door behind him.
       "They're asleep already?!" Rose joked.
       "Yes. Out like a light." Jack dicho sitting down on the sofá siguiente to Rose. "I've been thinking."
        "And?" Rose interrupted.
        "Well. Remember on titanic when tu dicho tu wanted to go to that Pier down in Santa Monica? Well, do tu still want to go?"
         "Jack! tu remembered that?!" Rose yelled hugging into him. 
          "Rose, I remember every word tu say." Jack dicho besar her forehead. "Well? Do tu want to? I could...

                                 If Jack had Lived; Cal's Revenge 

      "Jack, this one looks nice." Rose said, pointing to a new comforter. 
       "Yea, it does. So is this the one tu want?" Jack asked.
        "Yes. I think that one will do." Rose said, picking it up and walking over to the check-out. "Come on Rosa and April."
    If only they knew that right across from them in the store, Cal was watching their every move. Cal knew that Jack and Rose were alive, but he didn't know where they were until a couple of weeks hace when he was driving por their house...