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Disclaimer: I own no one, except for the officers used in this story. I made them up special for the story.

Author's Note: In 1923 Rose suffers an accident and goes into a coma. There, she finds herself on the decks of Brittanic, Titanic's sister ship.

Intro: Accident

It was a hot summer day at the Dewitt-Bukater's ranch home in Arizona. Rose hated the location of the ranch, in the middle of a dry, arid desert with hardly any water and no pastures for the horses at the ranch. Her mom insisted on buying it, saying it would give them some place to go if the money ever ran out and they couldn't affored to live in their fancy house anymore.

"If the money ever ran out, which I know it won't, you couldn't affored to keep the ranch. You'd have to sell it, along with everything else." Rose thought to herself, walking down the dusty path that led to the stables, getting her shoes and the bottom of her riding dress all dusty. She opened the gate and walked over to her favorite horse, a beautiful black stallion with a white star on the front of his head.

Rose got him as a courting gift from on of the many men her mother tried to shove on her. He lasted all but three months before Rose rejected him. She just couldn't live with that pompus, stuck up ass for the rest of her life.

"Come on White Star." She said, guiding the horse out of the stable and out onto the path. She personally didn't like his name, it brought back too many memories of a certian ship and the incidents that occured on it. That was the only name he'd respond to though so she had no choice but to call him that.

She mounted him and began to trot up the path, which wound a good ten miles around the ranch. Rose noticed that White Star wasn't acting like himself today. He was jumpy, like he sense that something bad was going to happen but didn't know when.

"Steady boy." She told him, tighting her hold on the reins. She guided him up a small hill near the back of the ranch. When he got over it, he stopped and started backing up fearfully.

"What's wrong boy?" Rose asked, before hearing the unmistakable rattle of a Rattlesnake. White Star reared up at the noise, whinnying in fear.

"Whoh boy. Steady." Rose told him, trying to keep her grip on the reins but couldn't. She slid off the back of him, landing hard on the ground. White Star then ran off, leaving the an injured rose and a cloud of dust in his wake.

The last thing Rose heard before blacking out was the rattlesnake, rattling its warning at her.

That was the beginning of the story. Hope you like it!

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