Angus helped the rescue boat tie on, and then he helped the men bring over medical equipment. And as part of the team went to see to the man in the engine room and a couple went to talk to the girlfriend, Angus was not at all surprised to see that his own brother Tyler was amongst them.
"Well," Tyler said. "I guess I'll have to tell Edward to stand down, won't I? We heard you had an emergency at sea, so Edward told us to get the lead out and get here pronto to find out just what sort of emergency you could not sail yourself out of. I'll have to tell him to put his heart back in his chest where it belongs and take a breath. So, what's the situation?"
"First time sailor takes out a yacht, doesn't know even how to manage the radio. Believdes the engine malfunctioned and disassembled the engine. I think he had a heart attack in the process, and his girlfriend is ready to deliver their baby at any moment."
"Well, shit," Tyler sighed. "Alright. We'll get it from here."
"I'll have to untie her..."
"Don't untie her," Tyler frowned quickly.
"From my boat, you nitwit," Angus said. "You lot can tie her onto your boat
"Oh," Tyler replied. "We've got a tug coming. We thought we were towing the houseboat."
"Well, no wonder Edward having a conniption. Do tell him I'm fine, won't you?"
"Captain Donohue, permission to untie this vessel from yours, Sir," one of the rescue crew approached Angus.
"Aye," Angus replied. "Do leave me the line, though, won't you. Or I'll be short."
"Aye, Sir," the crewman replied, heading for the back of the boat, and Angus went back over to the houseboat to check to see how many extra lines he had in the equipment.
"Captain?" the woman asked a medic who was just sitting down with her.
"He's a right proper captain, that one. That's Captain Donohue. His grandfather owns a cruise line," the medic said.
"He never said a word about that," she frowned.
"He wouldn't," the medic laughed.