A/N this is written in memorial of 9 11. 3 Never Forget Never Surrender.
DISCLAMIER: I own nothing. I do not own Flights 175, 93, 11, and 77. I do not own NCIS. Although I would love too.
Remembering
No one knew the living hell Tony had went through the day. No one knew what he had to see. No one knew unless they were there. He was still with the Baltimore Police Department but they had needed anyone who was a day or two away. Because they had grounded all flights. He was about twelve hours and as soon has he gotten the news about the towers he rushed over there with a few of his buddies. He got there and both towers had fallen. They had been estimating about 8000 people were dead. The highest estimate was around 10000. It was a living hell that day. He remembered the bodies pulled out of the rubble. All the false hope of there being a survivor.
He didn't sleep for 48 hours straight. He helped all he could. Removing rubble, looking for survivors. He silently rejoiced when the whole casualty went down to about 3000. He remembered going home after 48 hours of no sleep and just lying awake staring at the ceiling unable to sleep. Seeing the things he had saw. Not being able to give families even the slightest amount of hope that a loved one was still alive. He remembered seeing a man being pulled from the rubble alive. The man was scared, burned, beaten. He later learned that the man was Port Authority Officer Antonio Rodrigues and that he later died from his injures.
He cried for days on end. He didn't care what his father said. When you had gone through a living hell like that you cry. You get mad. You just try and not watch the footage. He had no one to hold on to. Two or three buddies he had known had died from respiratory distress already. The smoke wasn't going to clear for a long time. and the images he had saw were never going to leave his mind. The buildings had been part of him. He had lived in New York as a kid. Right across from the towers. and now the two biggest parts of his childhood were gone.
He saw two officers pulled through the rubble, John McLoughlin and Will Jimeno. They had been buried underneath the rubble of the South Tower and were pulled out barley alive. He never learned what their fate was. They were last two survivors pulled from the rubble. Everyday he would go to Ground Zero. When the 'Bucket Brigade' started he helped. He was sent to the hospital for third degree burns when he slipped on shifting rubble and fell onto a live wire.
He never planned on going back to the site. He never even planned on telling anyone about what he had seen. But he was invited to go to the opening of the Museum and Memorial at Ground Zero. He went and cried tears that had been held back for the past ten years. He had brought Ziva along with him and Ziva soon found out about what the hell he had gone through. He soon told everyone.
A/N Just for the record I know that Tony was working for NCIS in 01 but him working for the Baltimore PD just worked for this story. and off the record Jimeno, McLoughlin, and Rodrigues are all real people. Rodrigues did die from his injures of being buried alive and Jimeno and McLoughlin were the last two survivors pulled from the rubble.