Moments after having their first kiss, Dean & Becky went to Becky's cabin where they could be alone for a while. Becky was showing Dean the entire cabin, room by room.

Dean-''Wow, this cabin is a lot fancier than they said it would be.''

Becky giggled as they walked into another room.

Becky-''This is the sitting room.''

Dean looked around at everything as Becky closed the door.

Becky-''Will this light do?''

Becky asked as she took off her scarf.

Dean-''What?''

Becky-''The lighting in this room, will it do? Don't artists need good light?''

Dean-''*French accent* That is true madam, but I am not used to working in such horrible conditions.''

Dean pretended to wipe dust off the desk as Becky giggled at his French accent impression.

Becky-''Was that how you talked to your French girls?''

Dean-''*French accent* But of course, madam.''

They laughed.

Dean looked around and saw one of the paintings Becky had that was on a chair and Dean immediately recognized it.

Dean-''Wow. You have a painting by Picasso.''

Becky-''I do. It's amazing.''

Dean-''Yeah, I love his unique way of using colours and brush strokes. Truly extraordinary.''

Becky smiled as she saw Dean admiring the painting and looking at it from an artist's point of view.

Becky-''I'll be right back.''

Becky walked over to where Wade kept his safe as Dean continued to look around the room at the other paintings.

Dean-''Why do you have a safe? But then again, why wouldn't you when you have so many people on board this ship.''

Becky-''Wade insists on carrying this dreadful thing around everywhere we go.''

Dean-''Will we be seeing him here any time soon?''

Becky-''Not as long as the Brandy and Cigars hold out.''

Becky walked up to Dean holding the Heart of the Ocean necklace. Becky handed it to Dean.

Dean-''*Whistles* Wow, that's nice. You should ask me out on a date first before buying me fancy jewellery.''

Becky giggled.

Dean-''What is it? A sapphire?''

Dean held it up to get a good look at it in the light.

Becky-''It's a diamond. A very rare diamond.''

Dean-''It's incredible. Does it have a name?''

Becky-''What makes you think it has a name?''

Dean-''Not sure. Just a feeling, I guess.''

Becky smiled.

Becky-''It's called "The Heart Of The Ocean".''

Dean-''Oh, that explains the heart shape and the fact that it's blue.''

Becky-''That's a perfect way of looking at it.''

Becky smiled as Dean continued to look at the diamond.

Becky-''Dean, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. Wearing this.''

Dean-''Ok.''

Becky looked at Dean.

Becky-''Wearing only this necklace.''

Dean looked at Becky with surprise.

Dean-''Uh....a-are you s-sure you want me to *clears his throat* want me to do that?''

Becky-''I'm very sure about it.''

Dean nervously ran his fingers through his hair.

Becky-''I've seen how you capture people in your drawings, Dean. You see people for who they really are. No one has ever seen me like that. You are the first person to see me for who I really am.''

Dean stared at Becky.

Becky-''Will you draw me, Dean?''

Dean-''Of course.''

They smiled at each other.

A Few Moments Later....
Dean had moved some furniture around and moved the couch in the middle of the room a few feet away from the chair he was going to sit in. Dean laid out his sketch tools and started sharpening his pencil with a knife as he sat down.

A moment later, Dean was sitting on the chair with his sketch book on his lap and a pencil in his hand when Becky walked in wearing only a black robe. They smiled at each other as Becky walked up to Dean.

Becky-''The last thing I need is a picture of me looking like a doll.''

Becky says as she walked up to Dean and handed him money.

Becky-''As a paying customer, I expect to get what I want.''

Dean-''Yes, ma'am.''

They smiled.

Then Becky stepped back, took off her rope and dropped it to the floor. Dean took a deep breath and pointed to the couch.

Dean-''Over on the bed. Uh, I-I mean the couch.''

Becky smiled and walked over to the couch.

Dean-''Lay down.''

Becky-''Tell me how.''

Dean-''Put your arm up above your head and the other hand by your face.''

Becky laid down exactly how Dean asked her to.

Dean-''Head down, eyes on me and try not to move.''

Becky-''Ok.''

Dean took a deep breath and began to sketch Becky.

Dean began with the outlines of her arm & face and worked his way across to draw her other arm. Dean's serious expression caught Becky's attention.

Becky-''So serious.''

Dean smirked and continued to draw. Then he started drawing her neck & chest and worked his way down to draw her waist.

Becky's heart was pounding the entire time as she stared into Dean's eyes. She saw his concentration as an artist as he did the sketch.

As Dean began shading in her body, Becky noticed him blushing a little bit.

Becky-''I believe you are blushing, Mr. Artist.''

Dean smiled.

Dean-''I'm not. It's the lighting in the room that makes it seem like that.''

Becky giggled.

Dean-''Just relax your face.''

Becky-''Sorry.''

Dean-''No laughing.''

Becky relaxed her face and stayed focused on Dean as he continued to sketch her until he was finished.

Afterwards, Dean signed the bottom of the drawing: 14 April 1912, DA.

Dean closed the sketch book and handed it to Becky. She leaned over next to him wearing her black robe and they kissed.

Becky-''Thank you, Mr Ambrose.''

Dean-''You're welcome.''

They kissed again as they smiled.

Becky took the drawing over to the desk, took off the necklace and placed it back in it's box. Becky grabbed a pen & paper and started writing a note.

Dean packed up his sketch tools and put them on the chair. Dean walked up to Becky.

Dean-''What are you doing?''

Becky handed Dean the box with the necklace in it.

Becky-''Could you put this back in the safe for me, please?''

Dean-''Sure.''

Dean took the box over to the safe and placed it back inside the safe.

Meanwhile....
Rusev walked up to Wade as he was having brandy and smoking cigars with his friends.

Rusev-''Mr. Barrett?''

Wade-''Excuse me, gentlemen.''

Wade stood up and him & Rusev walked off to the side.

Rusev-''Nobody has seen Becky after she left her mother in the tea room about 2 hours ago.''

Wade sighed in frustration.

Wade-''So, no one has seen her?''

Rusev-''No, Sir.''

Wade-''That's absurd! This is a ship, there's only so many places she could be.''

Wade took a deep breath.

Wade-''Rusev, find her immediately.''

Rusev-''Yes, Sir.''

Rusev walked off as Wade sat back down with his friends.

Back At The Cabin.
Dean was standing leaning one arm out of the window waiting for Becky to get dressed. Dean had his coat on as he stepped away from the window & he started blowing on his hands and rubbing them together to keep warm.

Becky-''Dean?''

Dean walked back inside the room.

Dean-''It's getting cold out there.''

Dean looked at Becky.

Dean-''You look really nice.''

Becky smiled.

Becky-''Thank-''

They heard a knock on the cabin door.

Rusev-''Miss Lynch?!''

Becky quickly grabbed Dean's hand and they rushed out of the room before Rusev walked in.

Dean-''*Whispers* My drawings.''

Dean & Becky rushed into the next room and she closed the door quietly, but Rusev heard it.

Dean-''Which way?''

Becky-''This way.''

They quickly left the room and went into the ship's hallway outside of the cabin as Rusev walked into the room they were just in and he saw no one.

Dean-''That was a close one.''

Becky-''True.''

Rusev walked out into the hallway and Dean & Becky walked normally trying to act casual as Rusev watched them.

They looked back at Rusev and started walking a little bit faster and Rusev started walking faster as well.

Becky-''RUN!!''

Dean & Becky just took off running!

They ran by a large staircase and around the corner and saw an elevator.

Becky-''Wait, wait, wait, wait!''

Dean & Becky rushed into the elevator and closed the gate.

Dean-''Go, go, go, go!''

The elevator started going down as Rusev ran up to it. Becky & Dean chuckled as they saw Rusev glaring at them. Then Becky showed Rusev her middle finger.

Becky-''Bye.''

Becky waved at Rusev as she & Dean laughed and Rusev rushed off to the stairs.

On the lower level, Dean & Becky opened the gate of the elevator and Dean stumbled out as Becky giggled at him. They continued running down the next staircase that they found and Dean stumbled again into a waiter who had a tray of stuff.

Dean-''Sorry.''

Becky-''Are you always so graceful, Dean?''

Dean-''Yes!''

Dean & Becky continued running off until they came to a stop in another hallway and laughed!

Dean-''Damn, this guy is huge. But he's fast too.''

They laughed.

Dean-''It's like he's a cop or something.''

Becky-''I think he was a cop once.''

Dean-''That explains a lot.''

They chuckled and then they saw Rusev as he found them.

Dean-''Oh, shit!''

Becky-''Go!''

Dean & Becky ran off into a room that was loud with steam noise.

Becky-''Now what?!''

Dean-''What?!''

They chuckled. Then Dean saw an opening on the floor that lead down to the bottom of the ship where all the workers were busy with the coal to keep the ship running. Dean & Becky climbed down the ladder and looked around.

Worker-''Hold on, what are you two doing down here?''

Dean & Becky just ran off.

Worker-''You shouldn't be down here! It's dangerous!''

Dean & Becky just ran passed all the workers and through the steam as they smiled.

Dean-''Don't mind us, everybody! You're doing a great job!''

Dean yelled out as they ran.

Dean-''Keep up the great work!!''

Dean & Becky ran around a corner as they smiled. Then they came to a stop to catch their breath as they faced each other.

They smiled as they looked at each other. Then Dean put his hands on Becky's waist and they kissed.

Dean pulled her close and she held onto him.

Dean-''Come on, let's go. Before those workmen find us.''

Becky-''Ok.''

Dean & Becky went into the storage area where there were wooden crates everywhere of people's belongings. Then Dean spotted a very fancy car.

Dean-''This way.''

They walked over to the car and Dean was looking at it when Becky stood by the door and cleared her throat.

Dean-''Oh, my apologies, Madam.''

Dean rushed over, opened the door and held out his hand for Becky to take.

Becky-''Why thank you, Sir.''

They smiled as Becky got into the back of the car. Dean closed the door and got in the driver's seat as Becky sat behind him.

Dean honked the horn making Becky giggle.

Dean-''Where to, Miss?''

Becky leaned closer to Dean.

Becky-''To the stars.''

Dean-''Oh, that's quite far. I may have to stop off at the moon to get some gas.''

They laughed.

Becky-''Then take me somewhere I've never been before.''

Then Becky grabbed Dean's arms and pulled him over onto the back seat of the car.

Dean-''Whoa. *chuckles* You're strong.''

Becky giggled as Dean smiled and wrapped his arms around her.

Then they kissed and pulled away. They stared at each other for a moment before Becky took Dean's hand and interlocked her fingers with his fingers. Then Dean kissed each of Becky's fingers as she stared at him.

Becky-''Make love to me, Dean.''

Dean looked into Becky's eyes.

Dean-''Are you sure?''

Becky-''I'm sure.''

Dean leaned closer and kissed Becky softly as they let go of each other's hands.

Dean wrapped both arms around Becky to pull her closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer.

Becky laid down on her back on the back seat and Dean laid down on top of her as they continued to kiss.

Dean & Becky made love in the back of the car as crew members were called by the workers to let them know that two people were down there in the storage part of the ship.

Crew Member-''Which way did they go?''

Worker-''They went that way.''

The two crew members walked off in the direction that the worker pointed.

Back In The Car.
The car windows were completely steamed up. Becky placed her hand on the window and left her hand print on it as Dean kissed Becky one more time.

Dean & Becky were breathing heavily as they stared at each other.

Dean-''Hey, you-you're trembling.''

Becky-''You're tre-trembling too.''

They smiled at each other.

Dean-''Are you ok?''

Becky-''Yes. Are you?''

Dean-''I'm good.''

They smiled and kissed each other passionately. Then Dean rested his head on Becky's chest as she ran her fingers through his hair.