Sheriff Coleman’s organizing a rescue, but they need every able body they can get.

Daniel and May exchanged a glance.

Years of understanding passing between them in a second.

Then they were both mounting up, following Tom back toward town at a pace that was just short of reckless.

The scene at the mine was chaos.

The small structure that housed the mine entrance was surrounded by people.

Workers, wives, children, towns people who’d come to help or simply to bear witness.

Sheriff Coleman was trying to organize teams, but panic was making everyone talk over each other.

Daniel, thank heaven.

Coleman grabbed his arm as soon as he dismounted.

We need men who can think clearly and won’t fall apart underground.

You ever done mine work? Some back in Missouri? Good enough.

We’ve got a secondary shaft that’s still stable.

We’re sending teams down to try to reach the trapped men from below, but the air’s bad and the supports are questionable.

It’s dangerous work.

I’ll go, Daniel said without hesitation.

Me, too.

The voice came from behind him.

Daniel turned to find May standing there, her face set with determination.

Ma’am, with respect, this isn’t, Coleman began.

I’m small, which means I can fit through spaces your larger men can’t, May interrupted.

And I have steady hands.

If there are injured men down there, you’ll need someone who won’t panic at the sight of blood.

Coleman looked like he wanted to argue, but Tom Patterson’s mother stepped forward.

She’s right, Sheriff.

And we need every person we can get.

My husband’s down there.

Fine, Coleman said, though he didn’t look happy about it, but you follow orders.

Exactly.

Understand.

One wrong move down there, and we’ll have more bodies to dig out.

They were given oil lamps, rope, and basic digging tools.

The rescue team consisted of eight people, Daniel May, two experienced miners named Jack and Henry, and four other volunteers.

As they prepared to descend into the secondary shaft, Daniel caught May’s eye.

“You don’t have to do this,” he said quietly.

“Yes, I do.

These are our people, our valley.

” She adjusted her lamp.

“Besides, you’re going down there, and I’m not letting you do it alone.

” The secondary shaft was narrow and steep, descending at a sharp angle into darkness.

Daniel went first, testing each handhold and foothold before putting his weight on it.

Behind him, he could hear May’s steady breathing and the cautious movements of the others.

The air grew thicker as they descended, heavy with dust and the smell of disturbed earth.

Daniel’s lamp threw wild shadows on the rough stone walls, and every few feet he had to stop and assess the stability of the shaft.

“How far down?” May called up from behind him.

“Maybe 60 ft so far,” Daniel replied.

“We should be getting close to the main tunnel.

” A voice echoed up from below.

Jack, who’d gone ahead to scout.

Found it.

The main tunnel’s partially blocked, but there’s a gap we might be able to squeeze through.

When they reached the junction point, Daniel saw what Jack meant.

A wall of fallen rock and timber blocked most of the main tunnel, but there was a gap near the ceiling, maybe 2 ft wide, not big enough for most men to fit through comfortably, but possibly big enough for May.

“I’ll go,” she said before anyone could suggest it.

It’s too dangerous, Daniel protested.

We don’t know what’s on the other side, how stable the rock is.

Which is exactly why someone needs to look.

May was already removing her heavy coat.

Tie a rope around my waist.

If anything starts to collapse, pull me back.

Daniel wanted to argue, wanted to forbid it, wanted to do anything except let her crawl into that narrow gap.

But he saw the determination in her face and knew she was right.

She was the smallest person there, the most likely to fit through.

With hands that shook slightly, he tied the rope around her waist, testing the knot three times to make sure it would hold.

You feel anything shift? Anything at all? You come back immediately.

Promise me.

I promise.

She touched his face briefly.

A gesture so tender it made his chest ache.

I’ll be careful.

Then she was climbing up toward the gap, lamp in one hand, moving with a grace that came from years of making herself small to survive in a world that didn’t want to make room for her.

Daniel watched her disappear into the darkness, feeding rope through his hands and counting the seconds.

“Mrs.

May,” Jack called.

“You through yet?” Her voice came back muffled and distant.

Almost.

There’s another section of She broke off.

Wait, I hear something.

Everyone froze.

In the silence, Daniel could hear it, too.

A faint tapping, rhythmic and deliberate.

Someone signaling from deeper in the mine.

They’re alive, May’s voice came back stronger now.

I can hear them tapping.

They’re Oh.

Oh, no.

What is it? Daniel demanded.

There’s water.

A lot of water.

The collapse must have broken into an underground spring.

It’s filling the tunnel where they’re trapped.

The implications hit everyone at once.

If water was filling the tunnel, the trapped men didn’t just need rescue.

They needed it fast before they drowned in the darkness.

“Can you see them?” Coleman called up.

“Not yet, but the tapping is getting louder.

I’m going to try to get closer.

” “May?” “No,” Daniel started, but she was already moving deeper into the gap.

He stood there with the rope in his hands, feeling more helpless than he’d ever felt in his life.

Every instinct screamed at him to pull her back, to not let her risk herself for men who might already be lost.

But he knew her well enough now to know that wasn’t who she was.

She’d spent months learning to be brave again, and he couldn’t take that away from her by treating her like she was fragile.

I see them.

May’s voice echoed back.

Five men trapped behind another rockfall.

The water’s up to their waists and rising.

We need to widen this gap.

I’m too small to help them through, and they can’t break through from their side.

Jack and Henry immediately began attacking the gap with picks and crowbars, widening it inch by careful inch.

Every strike sent dust and small rocks cascading down, and Daniel held his breath each time, terrified that the whole thing would collapse and bury May alive.

“How much time do we have?” Coleman shouted.

“Not much,” May called back.

“Maybe an hour before the water reaches the ceiling.

less if the flow increases.

They worked frantically, the sounds of their labor echoing through the tunnels.

Daniel wanted to be up there helping widen the gap, but someone needed to hold May’s rope to be ready to pull her back if anything went wrong.

So, he stood his ground, hands cramping around the rough hemp, and prayed to whatever forces might be listening that she would be okay.

After what felt like hours, but was probably closer to 20 minutes, Jack called out, “It’s wide enough.

” Sending Daniel through.

Wait, Daniel said.

I’m holding.

I’ve got a rope, Henry said, taking it from him.

You’re the next smallest after her, and you’ve got the strength to help pull men through.

Go.

Daniel climbed up to the gap, which was now maybe 3 ft wide.

He squeezed through, scraping his shoulders against rough stone, and emerged on the other side to find May kneeling at the edge of a pool of dark water, her lamp held high.

In the water, five men clung to jutting rocks and timber, their faces pale with fear and exhaustion.

Daniel recognized Mr.

Patterson immediately.

Also, two other men from town and two miners he didn’t know.

Daniel.

Patterson’s voice was hoaro.

Thank heaven.

We thought when the water started rising, we thought nobody would reach us in time.

We’re getting you out, Daniel said.

One at a time.

Who’s strongest? Bill here? Patterson gestured to one of the miners.

He’s been holding young Marcus up.

The boy took a bad hit when the ceiling came down.

Daniel assessed the situation quickly.

The water was indeed rising.

He could see it lapping higher against the rocks even in the few seconds he’d been there.

And beyond the trapped men, the tunnel disappeared into darkness, completely flooded.

“Bill, you come first,” Daniel called.

“We’ll get you through, then send you back with rope for the others.

” Working together, Daniel and May helped Bill navigate through the water to their side.

The big minor was exhausted, his movements clumsy, but he made it to the narrow gap and was pulled through by the men on the other side.

One by one, they evacuated the trapped miners.

Each extraction took precious minutes, and all the while the water kept rising.

By the time they pulled Marcus through, the young man semic-conscious and bleeding from a head wound, the water was lapping at Daniel’s knees.

“Just you and me now,” Daniel said to Patterson.

“You go next.

What about you? I’ll be right behind you.

Go.

Patterson didn’t argue, too exhausted to do anything but obey.

Daniel helped him into the water, supporting his weight as they waited toward the gap.

Behind them, May held her lamp high, providing light.

They just gotten Patterson to the gap when Daniel heard it.

A deep groaning sound from somewhere in the flooded tunnel followed by a crash that sent water surging toward them in a wave.

“Go, go!” Daniel shouted, practically throwing Patterson at the gap.

Hands reached through and hauled the older man to safety.

“Daniel, come on!” May grabbed his arm, pulling him toward the gap.

But as they moved, he saw the water surge again, and this time it was carrying debris, rocks, timber, [snorts] the detritus of a mine, eating itself.

“May, climb now.

” He lifted her bodily toward the gap, and she scrambled through just as another wave hit.

Daniel tried to follow, but something caught his leg.

A piece of timber wedged between rocks and now tangled around his calf.

He pulled hard, but it wouldn’t budge, and the water was rising fast now up to his chest, and he could hear more groaning from deeper in the mine.

“Daniel!” May’s face appeared in the gap, her hand reaching for him.

“What’s wrong? I’m caught.

Something’s got my leg.

Can you free it?” He tried again, yanking hard enough to send pain shooting through his knee.

No, it’s wedged tight.

On the other side of the gap, he could hear shouting, arguments about what to do.

Someone suggested coming back through to help, but Daniel knew there wasn’t time.

The water was at his shoulders now, and his lamp was sputtering in the spray.

“You need to go,” he called to May.

“Get back.

Get safe.

” “Absolutely not.

” Her voice was fierce.

“I’m not leaving you, May.

Rope.

Throw me rope,” she shouted to the men on the other side.

A coil came sailing through the gap, and she caught it with practiced ease.

“I’m coming back through.

” “Don’t you dare!” Daniel started, but she was already sliding through the gap, rope tied around her waist, moving with desperate speed.

She hit the water beside him with a splash, immediately diving under.

Daniel felt her hands on his trapped leg, felt her pulling at the timber.

The water was at his chin now and he had to tilt his head back to breathe.

May, there’s no time.

She surfaced, gasping.

There’s a cross beam.

If I can shift it, she dove again.

Daniel felt the timber move slightly, then a bit more.

He pulled with everything he had, muscles screaming, and suddenly his leg came free.

The momentum sent him backwards into the water, and for a disorienting moment, he couldn’t tell which way was up.

Then May’s hand found his, pulling him toward the surface.

They broke through together, both gasping, and Daniel heard the loudest groan yet from somewhere in the darkness.

“The tunnels collapsing,” he shouted over the roar of water.

“We have to move now.

” They half swam, half waited toward the gap, fighting against the current.

Daniel boosted May up first, watching her scramble through, then grabbed the rope that was thrown back to him.

He pulled himself up just as a massive section of ceiling gave way behind them, sending a wall of water and debris rushing through the space where they’d been standing seconds before.

Hands grabbed him, pulled him through, and suddenly he was on the other side, coughing up mine water and dust, but alive.

Beside him, May was doing the same, her face smudged with dirt and her hair plastered to her head.

“You came back,” he said when he could speak.

You should have run and missed the chance to save you.

She was crying and laughing at the same time.

Not likely, Daniel Cross.

The climb back to the surface seemed to take forever.

Daniel’s injured leg throbbed with every step, and he could feel exhaustion trying to pull him down, but May stayed close, supporting him when he stumbled, encouraging him when he wanted to stop and rest.

When they finally emerged into daylight, the crowd erupted in cheers.

People rushed forward.

Wives reuniting with husbands, children finding fathers, the community coming together in the relief of disaster averted.

Mrs.

Patterson reached them first, pulling May into a fierce hug that left them both in tears.

You saved them.

You saved my husband.

We all saved them, May said, but her words were lost in the celebration.

Daniel found himself surrounded by people thanking him, clapping his shoulder, offering congratulations he didn’t feel he deserved.

All he could think about was the moment when May had come back through that gap, had chosen to risk drowning rather than leave him behind.

Finally, the crowd dispersed enough that he could reach her.

She was sitting on a wagon tailgate being tended by the town doctor who was checking her for injuries.

When she saw Daniel approaching, she stood up despite the doctor’s protests.

They came together without words, and Daniel wrapped his arms around her, holding on like she was the only solid thing in a world that kept trying to shake itself apart.

She held him just as tightly, her face pressed against his chest, and he felt her tears soak through his shirt.

“I thought I’d lost you,” she whispered.

“When you said you were caught, I thought, “I know.

I thought the same thing when you went through that gap the first time.

” He pulled back enough to look at her face.

“You were magnificent down there, brave and strong, and everything I admire about you.

” “I was terrified,” she admitted.

“Every second, I was terrified.

That’s what made it brave.

” They stood there in the afternoon sun, covered in mine, dirt and exhaustion, while around them the valley celebrated survival.

And Daniel realized that something fundamental had shifted between them.

The careful distance they’d been maintaining, the slow approach, the fear of moving too fast, all of it had been burned away in the darkness underground.

“May,” he said quietly, “I love you.

I think I’ve loved you for a while now, but I was too afraid to say it.

But life’s too short and too uncertain to not say the things that matter.

She looked up at him with eyes that held the whole sky.

I love you, too.

And you’re right.

We should say it.

We should say everything that matters while we still can.

He kissed her then right there in front of the whole town and didn’t care who saw or what they thought because he’d spent two years being careful, being cautious, protecting himself from more loss, and it had gotten him exactly nowhere except lonely.

When they finally pulled apart, Samuel Garrett was standing nearby with a knowing smile on his weathered face.

“About damn time,” the old man said.

“Thought you two were going to dance around each other forever.

” We’re done dancing, Daniel said, keeping his arm around May.

From now on, we’re just moving forward.

Good, Samuel said, because this valley needs more people willing to fight for each other.

Today proved that.

As the sun began to set, painting the valley in shades of gold and amber, Daniel and May walked back toward their horses.

His leg was stiff and painful.

Her whole body achd, and they were both going to need real medical attention once they got home.

But they were alive.

They were together, and somehow, against all odds, they’d found a way through the darkness back into light.

The ride back to the ranches that evening was slow and careful, both of them too exhausted to push the horses beyond a walk.

Daniel’s leg throbbed with every step his geling took, and he could see May wincing periodically as her own aches made themselves known, but neither complained.

They were alive, and that was enough.

When they reached the fork in the road where they usually parted ways, Daniel pulled his horse to a stop.

“Come to my place tonight,” he said.

“I don’t want you alone after what we just went through.

” May looked at him for a long moment, and he could see her weighing propriety against exhaustion, convention against desire.

Finally, she nodded.

“All right, but I need to check on Hayun first.

Make sure he has water and feed for the night.

I’ll come with you.

” They rode to May’s ranch together, and Daniel waited while she tended to the stallion.

Hun came to the fence immediately when he heard her voice, knickering softly and pushing his nose against her shoulder.

She leaned into him, and Daniel saw her shoulder shake with silent sobs.

“Hey,” he said softly, climbing down from his horse despite his protesting leg.

“What’s wrong?” “Nothing’s wrong.

Everything’s right, and that’s what’s terrifying.

” She turned to face him, tears streaming down her face.

I almost lost you today.

We both almost died.

And all I could think in that tunnel was that I’d finally found something worth living for, and I was going to lose it before I even had a chance to hold on to it properly.

Daniel crossed to her and pulled her close.

But we didn’t die.

We made it out this time.

But what about next time? What about all the hundred ways this valley can kill us? accidents, weather, illness, violence.

Her voice was muffled against his chest.

How do people bear it? Loving someone when you know you could lose them any moment.

The same way we bear everything else.

One day at a time, hoping for the best and dealing with the worst if it comes.

He stroked her hair, feeling the grit of mine dust still caught in the strands.

Sarah used to say that love isn’t about guarantees.

It’s about showing up anyway, even when you’re scared.

May pulled back to look at him.

She sounds like she was wise.

She had her moments.

Daniel smiled.

I think she’d like you.

I think she’d approve of this.

Of us.

Do you really believe that? Or are you just saying it to make yourself feel better? Both, maybe.

But mostly, I believe it because Sarah wanted me to be happy, and you make me happy in ways I thought I’d forgotten how to be.

They stood there in the gathering darkness, holding each other while Haune watched over them like a guardian.

Finally, May stepped back and wiped her eyes.

Let me get some things.

I’ll stay at your place tonight.

Daniel’s house felt different with May in it.

Smaller somehow, but also warmer.

She moved through the space with cautious curiosity, taking in the details he’d stopped seeing years ago.

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