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On the Northwestern ...
Sig twisted around to look back at the deck, but didn't see anybody. His gut started to twist all in knots. He looked over to see the camera guy getting shakily to his feet on the port side of the wheelhouse.
"Ben, you ok?" Sig asked. He noticed Ben was getting up too slow.
"Yeah, I'm okay. You?"
"Just dandy! Look, I don't see anyone out on deck. Can you run down and check on them?" Sig tried to not let his voice reflect the shear panic that had filled him.
Ben's face went white as a sheet. "No one is out there?"
"I can't see them. I need you to check on them, please?"
Ben knew it was bad when Sig was asking him please. "Yeah, I'm going!"
He was practically tripping over his feet as he ran down the wheelhouse steps.
Sig looked out at the treacherous sea before him, scared to death. Somewhere down there was his crew; his brothers and friends.
He looked back out to the deck again. He saw Ben running around, apparently looking for everyone. Sig had to tear his eyes away to keep the boat from getting too battered.
What the hell is keeping Ben? Sig thought to himself. He was getting edgier by the minute.
Suddenly, Sig heard yelling coming from the ready room. Instantly he picked up the loud hailer.
"What's going on down there?! Is everyone okay?"
The reply he got was a set of footsteps running up the wheelhouse steps. Sig looked behind to see Norman coming up.
"Norman, is everyone okay?"
"Everyone is cut up. Edgar is bleeding the worst and is unconscious. Jake's shoulder is dislocated. Matt, Nick and Zac are okay except for some bruises and cuts."
"How's Karen?"
"She says she's okay, but it looks like she's limping. She's taking care of Edgar and Jake right now. She sent me up here for her gear." Sig saw the look of worry in his brother's eyes.
He took a deep breath before looking at the choppy sea again. "Okay, as soon as we get to calmer waters, I need you to come back up to take watch."
"Sure Sig," Norman said, grabbing the gear Karen had stowed. He started to run down the stairs when Sig stopped him.
"Hey, when Karen is done down there, send her up here."
"Sure," Norman said, heading back down.