Ruth was shocked to hear someone at the door. She was also shocked when she saw that Rose wasn't there. She woke up and found face to face with her daughter.
"Rose… Where the hell have you been? It's 2 in the morning."
"Oh, mother. You wouldn't believe it even if I told you!"
"What do you mean?"
"I found him. He's here."
Rose was smiling. Her mother couldn't understand what was going on.
"Who's here? Who did you find?"
Ruth's mouth fell open.
"Jack? Jack Dawson? Where is he? Are you sure?"
The young her told her the story. She also told her that Jack had seen an officer and that he went to talk to him. Rose didn't know what he wanted to do, but she trusted him.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and Rose opened it, hopping to find Jack. But the man wasn't Jack. It was an officer.
"Excuse me. Rose Dewitt-Bukater? I Have orders to take you somewhere. Would you mind following me? Someone will take care of your luggage."
The two women were very surprised, but they followed the officer through the corridors. It was almost 3 in the morning so they were the only ones who weren't sleeping.
They finally arrived to the first class corridors. The officer called at the door 159 and a male voice told them to come in. Neither of them could believe it when they saw Jack and a middle age woman waiting for them.
"I assume this is Rose, isn't she?" the woman asked. "Hello, I'm Caroline Turner."
"Caroline is a very well know fashion designer. I met her during this voyage." Jack said.
"Jack… what's going on? The officer said something about luggage…" Rose asked.
"Well, I finally found you. You don't expect I would leave you in the basement, would you? This time we're traveling in the same class. I asked the officer if you could come here and he had no problem about it. I asked Caroline to come because she has some dresses she can borrow you."
"You mean… You mean we're back in the first class?" Ruth asked, very shocked.
"Yeah. You're back in the first class. What do you think?"
"Jack, this is…"
"More than I deserve. Thank you, Mr. Dawson, but no thank you. You Rose stay if you like. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going back to the steerage section."
Jack saw Rose's face and said:
"May I have a word with you, please. Meanwhile Rose can try one some dresses."
The old woman agreed and both of them left the room.
"Now… Will you tell me why you don't want to take my offer?"
"Fine. Jack. I did something very wrong. I hurt you and my daughter. I made both of you spend two horrible years. Now you want me in your life again?"
"Yes! You are Rose's mother. Nothing will change that. I would love to have my parents with me, but I don't have them. Rose has you and I won't be responsible if she loses you. Besides… I want my kids to have a grandmother. Oh, c'mon. don't look that way. Rose will have kids, eventually. You better face it."
"I know, I know. It's just I don't feel old enough to be a grandmother."
Jack laughed. She laughed too.
"So… what do you say? Are you coming with us?"
she looked at him for a second and the replied:
"You know… for the last… year, I guess, I tried to think why Rose prefeared you over Cal. Now I have my answer. You are way better person than he was."
"C'mon. let's face it, I way more good looking that he!"
both of them laughed again and went back to the room, where Rose was waiting for them.
The wedding took place a month later in Paris. It was a small ceremony with just a few friends. The only person who was on the Titanic who attended was Molly Brown.
Jack and Rose had three kids and Ruth quickly got used to being a grandmother.