They had to have a conversation.
But up first, there was work.
Callen and Chris needed the bones to come up and to have pictures taken of them, so he was the man to do it.
Getting down, he stared into the water to see what kind of visibility he was going to have, and inside the water, it was calm.
That worked for him.
Spreading a tarp out on the shore, he would bring up the bones he found, and lay them out so they could take pictures and get the photos to Tony.
The bone nut would be on standby, waiting for them to come in.
No.
Doubt.
There.
Unpacking his things, he grabbed a wetsuit, and stripped down next to the water. He kept his boxer briefs on, and powdered the inside of the suit to get it on his big, bulky body.
With his toe, he checked the water, and it was cold.
Freaking cold.
Yeah, summer in the US wasNOTsummer in Scotland. That was for damn sure. It was bitching chilly in that water.
Well, he knew how to dive in cold water, and he knew how to rescue in it. That was one of his wartime skills, and in his gear, it wouldn’t be too miserable.
Oh, it wouldn’t be fun, but he’d live.
What was a little hyperthermia among friends?
Pulling on the aqua socks, he picked up his mask and snorkel. It had been a while since he dove in brackish water, but it was like riding a bike.
You didn’t forget.
Now, he had to hope that the water was deep enough that there were no adders lying around waiting to bite him in the ass.
Literally.
The last thing he wanted was to die from a snake bite in Scotland. If he didn’t die, Callen and Chris wouldn’t have to tell their wife, a woman terrified of snakes, that she had a pond full of them.
While Saint Patrick drove the snakes out of Ireland, the saints let the slippery little bastards stay in Scotland.
Apparently.
Placing his phone on the ground beside the tarp, he started walking into the water. He was up to his knees when the next step wentDEEP.
There was one hell of a drop off, and while he wasn’t expecting it, the drop didn’t bother him.
Letting gravity work to his advantage, he held that deep breath, and began sinking in the water to the bottom.
Oh, and it was so cold too.
All around him, the icy water flowed around his body, and he could feel the undercurrent, and fought to stay out of it.
It was about fifteen feet down from the ledge, and nothing terrible was happening.
