Freefall.

We hit the water and the Blueberry instantly began to sink.

"Shawn!" Gus cried, pulling himself free of his belt.

"Gus," I moaned, my breath quickening.

Gus jammed his finger on the window button, managing to get it most of the way down before the water began filling the vehicle. I gasped as the water came up to my chest in a matter of seconds. I kicked my feet up onto the dashboard, yelling in pain as my arm moved again.

"Hang on, Shawn, I'll get you out!" Gus shouted. He gulped in one last lungful of air and I did the same as the water completely filled the car. Gus pulled himself through the window, turning immediately to grab my good hand. I kicked while he pulled, and I nearly got stuck in the window, but then I popped free of the car.

Gus grabbed me around the chest, pinning my hurt arm in place. Then he began to kick for the surface. I pumped my good arm and kicked with my legs, my lungs already bursting. Black spots began to line my vision and I fought to remain conscious.

JUst when I thought I couldn't stand it anymore, the water parted and our heads broke into the air. I gasped for air and began coughing when I inhaled water instead. Gus gasped harshly beside me, his arm still holding my injured limb in place, still holding me up.

The only light we had to see by was the moon and a couple of floodlights on the pier above us. Gus turned on his side and began to wearily kick toward shore. I kicked my legs, my breath hitching and my teeth clenched from the pain in my arm.

I suddenly heard voices calling from somewhere, and I wanted to call for help, but I could barely breathe, let only talk. I realized that Gus was calling, but I didn't hear what he said. Just then, our feet hit bottom, and I clung to Gus as we stumbled through the chest deep water.

The voices got louder and I was aware of hands grabbing me on both sides, guiding me to dry land.

As I was lowered to the ground, I heard Gus shout, "Careful with his arm!"

Someone slid in behind me, letting me lean against them. I was surprised when Dad crouched in front of me, reaching for my injured arm. As soon as he looked at it, I saw him wince, which made me look down at the hurt limb. I really, really wish I had not. Blood was already beginning to flow, and part of the bone was sticking through my skin on my elbow. My breathing quickened and didn't feel well.

"Aw, Kid," Dad whispered.

I felt faint and suddenly all I could hear was a roaring in my ears. A siren wailed, the sound echoing in my ears.

"Stay with me, Shawn," Dad said, his voice sounding far away.

"I think he's going into shock!" I heard someone say.

Everything went black.

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I figured that since the Blueberry has already met it's doom (RIP Blueberry :( ) that I could do whatever I wanted with it at this point :P

more of this story coming soon! :)