Finally, in a last-ditch effort, Steve looked at the red flash of Chelsea's life preserver, pulled her hair, and with his other hand held tightly to a rock jutting out of the strong current. He pulled her toward him, tucked his arm in, and deftly managed to grab her waist. She was coughing heavily, had swallowed a lot of water and couldn’t breathe.

"Hold on, my love," he said, and she fainted on his shoulder, as he shouted, "I've got her!" Help me, I've got it.

André and Chris paddled togethe