Gibbs looked back at McGee as he saw he was on the phone to 911 and then he looked back at the water. He took a deep breath and then he dived off the side of the bridge and down to the water bellow.
As he hit the water in a perfect dive, his fingers went in first followed by the rest of his body. The water was so cold that it took his breath away and it felt like a thousand piranhas nipping at him.
He could hardly see once under the water, but he could just make out the shape of the sinking car. He began swimming down towards the car and as he got closer to it he saw his two agents weren't moving and he felt his stomach tie in knots.
Gibbs swam closer to the car and as he got to it he began hitting the wind shield with the palm of his hand, remembering his encounter with the time he almost got him and Maddie killed by driving off the pier.
He could feel the glass moving under his hand and as he grabbed the top of the wind shield he pulled as hard as he could, using all of his strength. As he pushed the wind shield out of the way he felt himself needing air and he turned to his unconscious agents.
Gibbs didn't know who to rescue first then he decided he would save time and try to take them both. He then reached over to them and with his right hand he grabbed Ziva and with his left he grabbed Tony.
He held on to their jackets tightly and then he pulled them forward and got a grip on both of their arms. He could feel his lungs starting to burn as he kicked his legs quickly trying to get to the surface.
He could feel his aching muscles getting weaker but he fought against them as he promised he would save them. Gibbs could distantly see the light at the top of the water and he kicked his legs faster, then before he knew it he had broke the surface.
He gasped and spluttered as he tried to catch his breath and he pulled his two agents up beside him as he looked around. He spotted McGee over at the bank near the water edge and he began swimming towards him, the best that he could.
"McGee!" Gibbs yelled.
McGee looked up at his boss to see he was swimming towards him holding Tony and Ziva's limp bodies. McGee was fearing the worst and he ran in to the water then started swimming to his boss.
Gibbs was almost near McGee now and he was feeling pretty tired as he pulled the two agents with him through the water. McGee reached out to his boss and Gibbs pushed Ziva towards him as he swam. McGee grabbed Ziva and turned then swam back to the bank with Gibbs close behind with Tony.
Once they were on the bank they lay the two down and Gibbs looked at Tony's pale face. His green eyes were glazed over and unfocused as they stared up at the sky above them. Gibbs was going to waste no time and he quickly leant down towards Tony's face and he held his ear above his mouth and nose, checking to see if he was breathing. After a few seconds he didn't feel or hear anything and he felt his heart stop as he felt a vice clamp around his heart.
Gibbs moved back from leaning down and put two fingers under Tony's jaw on his neck looking for a pulse. When he felt a faint beat under his fingertips he sighed in relief then turned to McGee to see him already performing CPR on Ziva's unmoving form.
Gibbs looked back at Tony and without hesitating he hunched over his face, tilted his head back, opening his airway, held back his forehead and pinched his nose closed with his thumb and forefinger.
"Come on DiNozzo," Gibbs murmured.
Gibbs took a deep breath and then parted Tony's lips, before sealing his wet lips with his own. Gibbs exhaled a breath in to his agent's lungs and his cheeks puffed out, then he sat back on his knees as he watched Tony's chest rise and fall.
"DiNozzo you are not allowed to die on my watch!" Gibbs stated.
Gibbs leant down and pinched his nose, then blew another breath in to the man's unmoving body. He sat back again as he heard McGee curse under his breath as he panted.
"Breathe! Come on Ziva! Don't do this! Breathe! Please!" McGee urged.
"DiNozzo don't make me head slap you!" Gibbs threatened.
Gibbs was thankful that he wasn't performing CPR as he knew his tired muscles wouldn't be able to take the work. He looked at McGee who had tears in his eyes then he looked back at Tony as he leant down again, pinched his nose and then gave him a breath. At that moment though Tony felt air go in to his burning lungs, he felt a warm sensation on his lips but it went away quickly.
"Come on Tony. Please," Gibbs whispered.
Then he heard a gruff voice, then water spewed past his lips, before he dragged in a ragged gasp that hitched over droplets of water. He coughed and spluttered, struggling to get the dirty water out of his scarred lungs. Gibbs instantly turned him on to his side, facing away from him and he put his hand on his back and patted it.
"Cough it all up DiNozzo," Gibbs told him.
He was relieved and he couldn't help but smile as he heard his agent that was like a son to him coughing loudly and choking on the water he had took in to her lungs. It was only a minute later when Tony regained consciousness and he felt the hand on his back disappear. Then he flinched as it came in contact with the back of his head in a well deserved head slap. Then Gibbs got up from kneeling beside his agent and rushed over to help McGee.
Tony slowly opened his eyes and he blinked as everything came in to focus, then what he saw made him want to cry. He was lying on his side still unable to do anything but breathe, blink and stare at the scene in front of him.
McGee and Gibbs were trying to revive Ziva, they were working in a tandem, Gibbs was breathing for her while McGee tried to get her heart beating again. Tony knew it was all his fault and as he lay there he prayed that she would be okay as he couldn't live knowing that it had been his fault if she died.
At that moment sirens were heard then he saw flashing red and blue lights, then two paramedics running down towards them. As he was helped up by Gibbs he was led to the ambulance nearby even though he refused to be checked out.
As he sat in the back of the ambulance he heard gasping and coughing then he saw the paramedics carrying Ziva on a gurney towards him. As they loaded her in to the ambulance, Tony smiled at her and she smiled back, then coughed slightly as she spoke.
"Who's driving is bad now?" Ziva asked.
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