This story is not beta'ed, and it's rougher than my usual stories, but considering that I haven't been able to complete a story for awhile, I'll go with what I've got here.

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The air was still and quiet, the only sound was Tony's rasping breath as he gasped for air. He had fallen back into a sitting position between Maddie and Gibbs, relieved and grateful for the miracle that had somehow saved two people from drowning.

"What happened?"

Tony looked up to see Ziva and McGee, guns drawn, staring at the three waterlogged people on the dock as if they were looking at a three-headed monster. In the distance the sound of oncoming sirens grew louder.

Tony shook his head, unable to speak.

In an instant the two agents flew into action. Ziva went over to check to the two perps lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, while McGee pulled out his cellphone and called for an ambulance.

"They're both dead," Ziva reported, kneeling next to Gibbs. She looked into his face anxiously, worried that he didn't seem to notice her. His eyes were trained on the young woman lying opposite him.

"Gibbs?" she said softly, "are you okay?" She looked up at McGee worriedly.

"Gibbs?" she repeated, louder, "can you hear me?"

"I'm not deaf," Gibbs replied, his voice hoarse, still watching the other woman. "Check on Maddie."

McGee went over to the young woman and checked her vitals. "She's okay," he reported, removing his trench coat and draping it over her. He looked over at Tony, who was sitting with his eyes closed, shivering.

"You okay, Tony?" he asked.

"Yeah," Tony replied, his eyes still closed, "I'm fine, Probie."

"Check him out, Tim," Gibbs said, turning his head toward his senior field agent. He took in Tony's appearance, noting the younger agent's pale face and labored breathing.

Gibbs sat up, shrugging off Ziva's protests. "Find a blanket," he said, coughing up some water. He moved over to Tony and began rubbing his arms briskly.

"Boss," Tony protested, "you need to lie down. You almost died…" coughing cut off the rest of his sentence.

"What?" McGee looked over at Gibbs in alarm.

"He saved us," Maddie said softly. McGee looked down at the young woman. She smiled up at him. "Jethro and I were trapped in the car. I could feel myself dying, and then I was here and he was pushing pretty hard on my chest."

Tony snorted, "Don't forget the mouth-to-mouth," he croaked, grinning at Maddie.

"I sure won't," Gibbs said. "It was… memorable."

Tony chuckled, "Well, when you're kissed by a DiNozzo, you know it. "

"What?" McGee repeated, looking at Tony and Gibbs in confusion. Before Tony or Gibbs could reply the scene was swarming with police and emergency personnel. Ziva had returned carrying two blankets, draping them over Tony and Gibbs. She and McGee stepped back as the EMT's checked over the three victims.

"I'm okay," Tony protested, trying to push the EMT's stethoscope away.

"DiNozzo," Gibbs snapped, "shut up and sit still."

"Yes, Boss," Tony replied, chastened, "but you better let them check you out too."

"I am," Gibbs agreed. He looked over at the EMT treating Maddie. "How is she?" he asked.

"She seems okay," the young man replied, "but she'll probably need to stay overnight for observation. You too," he continued, "since you both nearly drowned."

"We did drown," Gibbs replied. He looked over at Tony, "but Special Agent DiNozzo saved our lives."

Tony looked over at Gibbs, his expression embarrassed. "I didn't do much, Boss…"

"The hell you didn't," Gibbs interrupted. "You dove into the water, broke the windshield and got both of us out of there."

"Don't forget the CPR and mouth-to-mouth," Maddie interjected. "He saved two people, I didn't know you could do that."

"DiNozzo does a lot of things you don't expect," Gibbs replied, smiling over at the younger agent.

"He did all that?" Ziva said, surprised.

"Believe it," Gibbs replied, still looking at Tony, who started to squirm uncomfortably. "Tony likes to act like a goofball, but he's someone you want to cover your six when there's trouble."

"Six?" Ziva repeated.

"Ass," McGee explained.

"Gee, Boss," Tony said, "you're going to make my head swell."

Gibbs looked over at Ziva who slapped Tony on the back of the head.

"Hey," Tony protested.

Ziva shrugged, "Gibbs couldn't reach you," she explained, rubbing the back of Tony's head soothingly.

Maddie grabbed Tony's hand as they wheeled her to the ambulance. "Thank you," she said, smiling up at him. "Thank you for saving my life."

Tony grinned, "Aw shucks," he replied, using his best John Wayne impression, "it was all in a day's work, little lady."

McGee rolled his eyes, then winced as he was hit on the back of his head. "It looked like Gibbs wanted to smack you, too," Ziva said, smiling.

Gibbs had refused to be put on a stretcher, but agreed to go to the hospital to be checked out, insisting that Tony ride along in the ambulance with them to be checked out as well. The two men climbed into the back of the ambulance, taking their seats as the door was slammed shut behind them.

Gibbs looking over at Tony, who was wrapped up in a blanket and leaning against the wall of the ambulance, his eyes closed.

"You did good, Tony," he said softly.

Tony opened his eyes and looked over at Gibbs in surprise.

Gibbs smiled softly and nodded.

"Thanks, Boss," Tony replied. He leaned back and closed his eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.