Every second that's past, Rocky was more and more desperate for oxygen. He cursed himself for being unable to hold his breath longer. He swam to Zuma's unconscious body and grabbed him. As he tried to make it back to the surface with Zuma in tow; his vision began to blur.

"Tch!" he uttered as he scoffed with his mouth closed. His grip on Zuma broke as he began to drift into an unconscious state. Two figures began to close in on the pups.

Rocky awoke to see a bright light and Zuma standing over him.

"Rocky, you're finally up!" barked Zuma as he wagged his tail happily.

Rocky looked around to see that he and Zuma were back on the beach, the sun shining brightly. "We're back on the beach? But... how?" he questioned.

"The mer-pups came back and brought you both to the surface." answered Ryder, as he walked towards the pups smiling. "I was so relieved to see you two alright..."

"Yeah, that was a really close call." chimed in Rubble as he walked beside Ryder.

"I agree. That precarious predicament was perilously perplexing." announced Cap'n Turbot, as he walked over.

"We're glad to see you're both ok." said Marshall. "I guess Chase's idea really worked... Although my head still hurts." he said as he rubbed his head.

Chase laughed. "Sorry Marshall. I didn't really think about how the impact would affect us." he said, nervously rubbing the back of his own head.

"Rocky was so brave Zuma. Even though he's afraid of water; he did his best to swim back down and rescue you." Skye yipped, looking cheerful.

"Weally? You did that for me Wocky?"

Rocky blushed. "I'd rather swim through a hundred oceans than lose my best friend." He said, looking away.

His words put a smile on the chocolate lab's face.

"Rocky, you're a real cool dude."

Ryder began to yawn from exhaustion. "Alright pups, it's been a long night. We should all get some rest now. Rocky, you and Zuma can take a moment to readjust yourselves."

With that the other four pups and their owner walked into their respective tents. Cap'n Turbot jumped into his hammock and quickly dozed off.

Zuma was deep in thought.

"So... you risked your life to save me... What if you had...ya' know... died?"

Rocky shook his head. "I'd have no regrets."

"But why? Why would you risk your life to save mine, when I was already a lost cause? It would have been pointless..." Zuma asked, looking more curious.

Rocky hesitated before answering. "Because... I really care about you... a lot. Life wouldn't have been worth living without you. I always believed that you were heaven sent. Losing someone like you... would've changed who I was completely. A part of me would leave..."

Zuma's eyes started to water. He ran up to Rocky and hugged him tightly. "Wocky... I'll never be able to repay you..." Rocky smiled as he was being held in Zuma's embrace. "Wait, I almost forgot."

Zuma took off and ran into the tent. A few seconds later he re-emerged from the tent, carrying in his mouth Rocky's signature cap.

"My hat! How did you...?"

"It washed up on the shore before you woke up. I thought you'd want it back." he said as he placed it on Rocky's head.

"Eww... Wet." replied Rocky as he winced at the feeling of the drenched cap on his head.

Zuma laughed. "That's nothing compared to what you went through."

"Yeah, I guess not." said Rocky with a smile. He began to yawn, as so did Zuma.

"I guess we should turn in now, huh?" Zuma asked, rubbing his eye.

"Yeah, I guess so. The fatigue is really starting to hit me..."

With that, the two pups made their way to the tent. The other four pups were sound asleep. Rocky and Zuma laid down side by side. As Rocky was beginning to drift off; Zuma turned to face him and kissed him.

Rocky's eyes shot open in surprise, but he closed them back as he savored this moment. This long and passionate moment.

Zuma pulled away, a shy smile plastered on his face as he stared at the mixed breed.

Rocky smiled, wagging his tail as he whispered. "You just repaid me."

The two softly giggled as they fell asleep in each others arms.

This feels like heaven...