Authors Note: I know super short - A variation of this was previously written and supposed to be the beginning of the next chapter. Unfortunately the saved files of the original version were corrupted somehow and I was unable to retrieve them. So I tried to continue on as had been planned but Chapter 42 kind of took on a life of its own and this section no longer fit well for the timeline and works better if it had been in Chapter 41 so we have this tiny Chapter 41.5 to stick in between the two, lol. - - - Please review if you can - - - I always enjoy hearing readers thoughts.
Chapter 41.5
Aoife POV
One minute had been business as usual. The next had been one thing right after the next and she'd been tumbling over the railing and falling into the shockingly cold water below her. One would imagine a softer landing but when you're not diving and hit the surface at the wrong angle it's more like dropping onto a iron plate that turns to quicksand in the blink of an eye. Between the impact and the icy water she lost a good deal of oxygen from her lungs. Not a good thing when you're being whipped around, pulled and rolled through the raging underwater currents of thirty foot swells. Especially with iron rods in your boots and bracers weighing you down. The sea was too violent and choppy for her to break the surface.
Remaining as calm as possible while being jostled about and blind as a bat. She worked to pull the rods from her bracers. The wet leather however had created a vacuum seal and would not release them and they refused to be unbuckled either. The pressure in her chest from lack of oxygen was increasing. She couldn't tell which way was up or down, she was in total darkness, the angry currents in control of where her body went. She had a brief flash of hope that the men who'd gone over with her had or would make it back on ship.
The pressure was finally too much, her lungs begged for breath. She knew her body would panic and try to breathe regardless of the fact there was no air available. She would take water into her lungs and her body would shake and shudder as her life left her. She cleared her mind and tried to think quickly about the situation. Her mind screaming at her to find another way. She was already beginning to fight against herself, trying to stop herself from trying to breathe. Everything around her was dark.
A flash of Tommy sitting in a chair beside an open door with a steady rain falling down seemed to settle behind her eyes. That serious look on his face when he was thinking, tumbler filled with amber liquid at his side and a cigarette resting between his lips. The soft sound of his voice drifting to her on the breeze, "Where'd ya go Aoife?"
The last feelings that her brain interpreted were that of sinking, weightlessness and increasing pressure before those too disappeared into the darkness that embraced her.
Don't hate me! I promise if you stick with me - the last two chapters will wrap things up nicely and I'm fairly certain that you won't hold this against me!
Chapter 42 is written I just need to proof it one last time and will upload it tomorrow evening - I believe Chapter 43 will be the closing Chapter - not certain if an epilogue will be added yet we'll see where my mind takes Chapter 43!
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