Suddenly the rush of water was back, dizzying and turning his senses all about. 'Hang on', he'd said, and Wash did just that as they were pulled through the water, bound in some unknown direction. He just needed to hold his breath for long enough, and his arms wound tight around Tucker's chest as he drew them towards their destination.

This was insane. This was all of it completely and utterly incomprehensible, but he was still hanging on for dear life regardless. No sense in hoping this was all some mad dream he might wake up from.