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12^ Gavin - Sinking Ship

"Come on, tin can! Speed it up!" Conan cries.
     I rush to catch up to him. "I-I'm trying, Conan!" I shout. My LED flickers red. Its light cuts through the raging storm around us. The rain relentlessly lashes at my face as I struggle to catch up with my partner.
     I trip on an uneven board on the deck below me. It rushes up to meet me, and my face slams down on it. I groan in pain. On an impulse, I reach up and feel my nose, which is pulsing with pain. When I touch it, stronger waves of pain flow through me. An error pops up, confirming my suspicions.
     My nose is broken.
     "Fuck!" I curse.
     All of a sudden, the severity of my situation hits me. I'm on a sinking ship. The helicopter won't stay for long, and I lost my only way to it. Conan's gone.
     "Gavin!"
     Somehow, Conan's voice cuts through the storm.
     "I-I'm here! Conan!" I answer him desperately.
     This was supposed to be a nice, cruise vacation, and it's all ruined. Conan and I were in our room when the storm hit. It was fine, at first, but the ship was knocked off course. It hit a rock, and, now, it's sinking.
     And, Conan and I are the only ones left on board. Everyone else has already been evacuated, thanks to the efforts of my knight of shining armor. But, now, we're stuck here.
     "Gavin! Where are you?!" he calls.
     "Here! I'm here!" I force myself up, so I can keep going. I have to find him. He knows where the helicopter is. He's my only way out.
     I start panicking as I wander around. I can't see Conan. "Conan?! Conan, don't leave me!" The wind carries my words away. There's no way he'll hear me. It's too windy. "Please!" I twist around, desperately trying to see something, anything.
     I see nothing but grey skies and rain. Lightning flashes, illuminating a figure. Is that...? "Conan!" I cry, rushing to get to the figure.
     "Gavin?!"
     "Conan! It's me!" I wave my arms frantically.
     Lighting flashes, again, and the figure looks like it's coming closer. "Gavin!"
     "Conan! Please, don't leave me!" I beg. I can see him through the storm. His hair whips around wildly, and he looks tired and soaked.
     "Gavin!" He reaches me and envelops me in his arms. "Thank god! I was so scared I had lost you," he huffs. "C'mon, we have to get out of here, before the boat sinks."
     "M-My nose is broken!" I blurt. "I-I tripped!"
     "That's ok, baby. We'll fix you up, when we get out of here," Conan reassures me. He takes my hand in his and leads me away. I won't lose him, this time.
     As we run to the where the helicopter waits, the boat rocks, and we're knocked off our feet. I scream as I roll down the tilted deck. Conan catches me by the hand and grits his teeth. "Hold on!" He strains to pull me up. "This is bad," he says. Conan's eyes spark in panic as he looks out at the swirling ocean. "Wh-Where's the helicopter?!"
     I grab onto him and shake in fear. "We're g-gonna die!!" I cry out. My Thirium pump works itself into overdrive as I hold onto him.
     "Don't say that, Gavin!" he cries. His voice is shrill and high with fear. I've never heard him sound so hopeless. "Where are you, Connor?!"
     He doesn't get an answer.
     I scream in hopelessness. There's no way we're getting out alive. Connor was supposed to pilot the helicopter to come get us, but he's nowhere in sight. There was no room for us on the passenger boats. At least, Conan managed to save them.
     I look down, hating myself for how pathetic I am. I didn't even help him. I deserve to die. I'm useless.
     "Fuck!" Conan growls. "Let's go." He picks me up and slides down the slightly tilted deck, coming to a stop at the door that leads below deck. He shoves me inside. "We have to jump."
     "Wh-WHAT?! Why?!" I breathe heavily as Conan drags me to the captain's quarters and starts grabbing things from off the shelves. He ties a rope around my waist.
     "It's ok! I'll be here, with you. And, we're jumping, because I'm scared that the ship is gonna start breaking. You already had one run-in with the deck. I don't want it breaking and swallowing you whole." He ties the rope around his waist and tightens it. "This ship isn't safe, anymore."
     It squeezes me uncomfortably. But, we're connected. I self consciously bring my hand up to my nose. "We'll die!"
     "Then, we'll die together," he says determinedly. "No matter what, dead or alive, I'm not letting this god forsaken storm take you away from me."
     "It doesn't matter, Conan! I'm not half as brave as you! I'm not even half the man you are!" I push him away. "Leave me!"
     "How do you expect me to get off of this boat alive? We live, or we die. I'm forcing you to come with me." He grabs a little floaty in one hand, then takes my hand in the other. "I'm not leaving you, Gavin."
     "Why not?"
     "Because, I love you!" He kicks the door open and pulls me along.
     "W-Wait!" I scream as he sprints to the edge of the ship. He's really gonna jump! "Wait, wait, wait!" I cry.
     He doesn't listen.
     My feet leave the deck, and I'm falling. I have just enough time to take one last breath before I hit the water.
     Immediately, I thrash around as I sink. I can feel the water filling my nose, and I fight to keep it out.
     Then, just as I'm sure I'll drown, strong hands are pulling me up. I break through the surface with a gasp. "Hold on!" Conan shouts through the storm. I grab onto the floaty and hold it for dear life. This tiny thing is the only thing keeping me alive.
     "C-Conan!" I sob. "W-We're gonna die!!"
     "Y-You're right..." he whispers. I don't even know how I hear him. "You're right!" He pulls me closer to him and kisses me desperately. "I'm so sorry, Gavin! You deserved better than this!" His eyes are huge and round with sadness.
     "I love you, Conan! I think- I think, I'm ok with this..." I press myself against him and kiss him. It seems inappropriate to crave him when we're hopelessly dying, but I can't help it. Conan consumes me.
     "Oh, god, Gavin, we're actually dying! I-I-I was- I was hoping that I could just- just pull something - anything - out of my ass, and- and just save us! Save you!" he stammers. I can feel him shivering.
     "I'm sorry, Conan," I sob. I don't know what else to say. I don't know what else to do! What do you do, when you're dying?
     "Wait!" Conan's fingers dig into my arms, and his eyes widen. "D-Do you hear that...?"
     I try my best to listen. I don't hear anything. I almost tell him that, when I hear it.
     The unmistakable sound of a helicopter coming closer.
     "We're gonna live!!!" Conan screams in excitement. "Connor!! We're here!" He waves his arm to get the helicopter's attention.
     My red LED should do the trick. It's bright enough to cut through the storm.
     The helicopter hovers above us.
     Conan shakes as he laughs hysterically. "No! We'll be fine!" Conan looks up. His eyes light up with hope.
     After a few seconds, they throw a ladder down. It's not too long.
     "You, go first," he offers.
     I waste no time starting the climb. I glance down to see Conan right behind me. I climb as fast as I can, hurrying to get out of the storm. My soaked clothes weigh me down, but I force myself to keep going.
     "Gavin!" Connor calls from inside. He reaches down and grabs onto my hand. I let him drag me inside, and I immediately feel nauseous.
     Conan follows me. He flops onto the floor as Connor shuts the door behind him. Immediately, Hank, who pilots the thing, flies off.
     "C-Conan.." I whimper.
     "Holy shit! We almost FUCKING DIED!!" He screeches. He crawls forward and pulls me into his arms. "Oh, my god, Gavin!" he sobs. "I almost lost you! I almost lost you!"
     "We almost died!" I sob, burying myself into him. "I almost lost YOU!"
     Connor sits in the passenger seat and promptly ignores the fact that we almost drowned, out there.
     "I-I- We almost drowned!" Conan continues, squeezing me tight against him. "I almost lost my life. My poor life. And, you. I could've lost you. I could've lost everything."
     "Yes, you can keep going on about how much you could've lost, or you can accept the fact that you're clearly alive and well, and you haven't lost anything," Connor mutters, turning to stare at his brother.
     "You know what? Eat my ass, Connor! You suck! Where were you?!" Conan snaps at him.
     "We were looking for you idiots!" Connor snaps back at him.
     Before the two brothers can fight, I pull Conan down into me. "Please... I just want to relax..." I whimper.
     "O-Ok... Ok."
     I raise my lips to meet his in a rough kiss. I'm still shaky and a little scared, but I'm alive and well. And, that's all I could've asked for.