"Looks like you and I are chasing the same man," Follmer smiled.

Follmer walked past Skinner and approached the big tank. Skinner looked anxious

"Agent Doggett!" Follmer shouted.
Follmer saw the water in the tank rippling. John was in the tank holding his breath and grasping a pipe. Suddenly he was pulled down. He gasped and bubbles floated upwards. John looked down and saw a naked Shannon grabbing him on the ankle from below. The files drifted away towards the surface and John tried to hold on to the pipe.

"Doggett!" Follmer shouted again.

John was being pulled down further by Shannon. He tried to break free. Follmer didn't think anyone was in the tank, so he turned away followed by the agents. As he did, the bubbles from John rose to the surface. John sunk down, motionless. Skinner looked around. He spotted the bubbles.

"Follmer, He's in the tank!" Skinner announced.

Follmer and the other agents ran back to the tank.

"Well where is he?" Follmer asked.

Shannon pushed John up to the surface.

"There he is," Skinner pointed out.

A few agents reached in a grabbed John's arms. They pulled him out and lay him on the ground.

"Agent Doggett?" Skinner asked kneeling beside him.

"Call 911," Follmer ordered.

Skinner's fingers pressed to the pulse point in John's neck.

"He's got a pulse, but isn't breathing," Skinner added.

Without thought Skinner began CPR on John. Skinner's hands thumped down on his chest, trying to force his lungs back in to action. He gave two breaths, then went back to compressions.

A choking sound emerged from John's throat. Skinner rolled him on to his side, and John coughed up a stream of water. John lay gasping for breath. The paramedics arrived and went to John. Skinner smiled as he knew his agent would be okay.