“James!” Will was racing over as James collapsed, his face dead white. “James!” Will splashed to his knees in the water, pulling James up and against him. Ocean cold, James was barely breathing and his eyes were unfocused. It was more than just shock: he looked utterly drained, as if the gate had pulled out all his strength, Will the only thing holding him up. “James, can you hear me? James.” “Let’s not try that again in a hurry.” James’s usual drawl was blurred. The rush of relief was palpable, clutching James in his arms. Will let out a shaky breath.
