It had been at least an hour since they left, Kenneth calculated. He straightened himself up and looked over the waves through the cool breeze.

"You doin' alright, Ty?" He asked, not hearing a peep from him since.

"I'm doing great. You still keeping an eye out?" Tyler's mind however, was focused on the sky instead.

Kenneth hadn't actually. It wasn't often he went somewhere with Tyler, considering Tyler wasn't supposed to leave anyways. "I am, I am, don't worry. Make sure you watch out for land too on the map in case we have to stop."

Tyler didn't respond. The reason he had his eye on the sky was because of the blackened clouds. He figured them to be farther away from them than it seemed, however, he was still nervous about the storm. He pushed through another large wave and checked his map. "It looks like if we had to stop, we could rest at Stornoway."

"Perfect, if we get there in time, we could go there for the night. Maybe the storm will pass over." Kenneth said and settled back. He looked out at the bubbling water Tyler kicked up from his prop and at the waves bouncing away. "And, I hope we find Josh before we make that stop."

Tyler looked back at him and sighed. "I hope we find him before then too. If I were higher I'd be able to see over more. These waves are so big."

"Wait a minute.. doesn't Josh have a radio?"

"Unfortunately, no."

Ken sighed. They could find him right away then. He made a mental note to install one immediately free of charge for Josh if they found him. Though he supposed that would have been the first thing Aunt Krista would have done upon noticing Josh was gone.

"I'm not liking the clouds however, and I wish they were headed the opposite direction." Kenneth turned around to look at what Tyler was looking at.

Kenneth agreed. They were dark and scary, almost.

Another hour passed it seemed before the outline of land was seen over the horizon.

"Have you seen anything so far?" Tyler called over the waves which were getting rougher.

"No, not really. The waves getting too rough in the distance for me to really see anything."Kenneth called back.

"Stornoway is not far. We'll make it before dark! But it looks as if according to my radar that the storm will hit us while we are at land."

"At least it won't bother us out at sea." Kenneth muttered. Tyler couldn't hear him. The wind whipped hard and flung the small tug about as he rolled over the waves. Tyler resorted to turning on his mast lights and overhead lamp so they could be seen from land. It scared him that Josh might be stuck in the storm with how rough it was, and they hadn't even reached it yet. This storm was going to be bad.

They soon arrived at Stornoway and Tyler pulled up to an empty dock. Kenneth jumped on to the dock and took his bag with him. He helped tie Tyler to the post while he dropped his anchors as well. Rain began to fall.

"Please, go find shelter." Tyler called to Kenneth. "I will be okay here." He had both his rope lines attached to the post and his anchors were dropped down. The dock water was very shallow and Tyler figured if he were beached it would be better than getting lost in the storm and losing Kenneth. Kenneth nodded.

"You stay safe. I'm gonna go and ask around if others have seen Josh before it gets too late." Tyler nodded and Kenneth left.

Tyler kept his engines running for a bit in case he were to break loose, which he knew he wouldn't. His ropes were brand new and rugged and he had never used them until then.

The rain pelted harder and noticed the other boats there were in protective stalls and had covers over them. However, Tyler didn't need any of that. He was fine with getting water on his deck. He had vents to let the water out the sides. He almost felt more stronger at that moment than any of the other ships there. There was no one on the docks either. Tyler figured they would have to leave almost immediately in the morning and hope the storm passed by quickly during the night. The last thought that went through his mind before he fell asleep from the tiring day was hoping Josh was okay, where ever he was.

Tyler woke numerous times during the night to thunder and rain and lightning. He woke and saw the time was 8 in the morning. The storm was still raging. He had woken just in time because he looked up and saw Kenneth making his way to him, that bag in one lift and a large can in the other.

"I brought extra fuel!" He called out as he neared. "I'm so glad to see you here still."

Tyler didn't say anything. He was afraid of the storm. A little. Conner was right. It's very bad.

"There's a waterspout seen to have formed a bit away from us. We have to go immediately in the other direction!" Kenneth began to refuel Tyler as Tyler looked up at the sky.

"Okay, we have to get out of here." Kenneth worried as he emptied the can. He undid Tyler's rope and jumped on board as Tyler let up his anchors. Almost immediately the waves pushed him back and Tyler struggled to push through the weather.

"I've never seen the weather this bad!" Tyler called as he pushed through the cold water away from the waterspouts' path.

"I know, we just need to keep moving." Kenneth made sure his bag of supplies was strapped tight once again on Tyler's mast and hung on. There were numerous times the water covered Tyler's mouth and he was becoming exhausted by lack of air. He had never encountered such waves that went over his bow and had no idea how to deal with it. But he kept pushing on, his engines roaring loudly and half muffled through the wind and rain. The cold air and water never bothered him, it was usually always a bit chilly, but he was afraid he would get off track or his navigation system would lose signal, and they would be lost. That was his biggest fear.

However, Tyler tried to be brave. He fought the fears off and chugged on. He was soon losing sight of land behind him and was now just the two of them in the middle of the angry ocean.

Kenneth was having issues hanging on every time Tyler would hit a massive wave. He resorted to hooking himself as well as his bag to the mast using a cable in his bag.

"Hang on, Kenneth!" Kenneth heard Tyler yell and was almost afraid to look ahead. Incoming was a large wave. The two braced themselves as the wave fell atop over them and everything was silent for a second until it passed. Tyler felt a sting of pain as his mast broke loose at the bottom metal plate and fell backwards. Kenneth heard the crack and dodged just in time. The lines snapped and Tyler's radio and navigation was deactivated.

"Tyler, are you okay?" Kenneth asked, grabbing a hold of the mast and it's flickering light.

"No! I lost everything!" Tyler yelled. He was panicking now. Kenneth tried to keep the mast from slipping away as Tyler tried to dodge waves. Kenneth decided to use Tyler's rope and tie the mast down on the deck from the bow to the stern and used his ventilation to knot and tie down tight. "Hang on Ty, we'll get through this!"