Tony looked away from his boss and back at the men who were all standing side by side. He knew that Gibbs's gun was beside his foot and he knew if he could bend down quickly, he would be able to get it.

Tony looked over at the injured woman, who was sitting with about 11 men and 4 women. They all looked petrified, which made Tony more determined to take the bastards down.

Tony could hear Gibbs's gasping and laboured breathing, that was getting weaker by the second. He needed to help his boss but he had to get the gun at the right time or he would end up in the same state as his boss.

The men still hadn't realised that the gun was in his reach and Tony looked at them with pure rage in his eyes as the boss raised his gun again. Tony was going to wait until the man put down his gun and then Tony heard Gibbs's laboured breathing stop. He quickly looked over at him and saw his chest was eerily still, then he knew he had to do it.

"See this is what happens when you play games. I don't like games so tell me who you are!" The boss said.

"You'll soon find out who I am, but just to let you know, the FBI and NCIS are on their way and you bastards are going to be in jail for a long time," Tony replied.

At that moment sirens were heard loud and clear, making the men look around at the store doors behind them, which they had barricaded. Tony knew he might not get another chance, so he bent down quickly and grabbed the gun in his right hand.

One of the men noticed and went to bring up his gun to shoot him, but Tony pulled back on the trigger of Gibbs's gun, sending a bullet right through the mans head. He fell to the ground with a thud as the gun shot echoed through the building and the other men turned back around.

The boss of them was the first to shoot at Tony and Tony managed to dodge the bullet and fire two bullets right in to his chest. The boss fell to the floor lifeless and then the shoot out began as two of the men shot at the senior field agent.

Tony returned fire, which hit one of the men in the left side and the other man in his neck. They joined their friends on the ground and Tony felt the adrenaline rushing through him as he raised his gun again. He could smell the gun powder, the shots rang through his ears and he was thankful that he hadn't been shot yet.

Tony looked at the other two men who had their guns pointed at him and they fired at him as he tried to dodge the bullets. Tony thought he was lucky as he thought he had dodged the bullets but he wasn't so lucky as he felt something hit his right shoulder and then he felt a sharp pain as the bullet embedded itself in his skin which made him groan.

He could feel the stinging of the wound as the blood soaked through his shirt and he pushed the pain aside as he fired his two remaining bullets in to the men. One bullet hit the man just above his heart and the other bullet hit the other man in his stomach near his left lung, then they fell to the floor making the place look like a slaughter house.

As Tony let the gun drop from his fingers, he looked around at the 6 injured men on the floor. He then remembered Gibbs and dashed over to his boss, falling to his knees beside the unmoving former marine. His two fingers of his left hand found their way to his neck near his jaw looking for a pulse.

When Tony didn't feel the slightest beat under his finger tips fear clutched his heart in a vice as he knew that he might lose his boss. Tony knew exactly what to do but he had never done it before and he searched his brain for his first aid training that he had taken just months back.

He looked at his boss's face as he instantly put one hand on Gibbs's chest then put the other on top of it, lacing his fingers together. He leaned up so his knees were the only thing on the ground; he locked his elbows and pushed down 30 times, counting aloud, scared of losing a beat.

As he worked he tried to avoid the bullet wound and he looked up at the barricaded doors of the store which were being opened from the outside by the agents. He also saw some of the citizens that had been taken hostage there at the door pulling things away so they could get in.

Tony could hear shouting and sirens still as he worked and as Tony applied more pressure on Gibbs chest, he panted slightly and sweat began to form on his brow. His hands were already covered in Gibbs's blood which was all over the floor and on his boss's clothes.

"Come on boss, don't do this," Tony urged.

When he reached 30, he didn't hesitate as that was his boss lying there who he considered as his father. He was nervous as he knew that Gibbs would definitely head slap him for the events but he didn't care, the only thing he cared about was saving the older man's life.

Tony hunched over Gibbs's face, tilted his head back, opening his airway, held back his forehead and pinched his nose closed with his thumb and forefinger. Tony took a deep breath and then parted Gibbs's lips, before sealing his rough lips with his own. Tony exhaled two deep breaths in to Gibbs's lungs and Gibbs's cheeks puffed out, then he sat back on his knees, leaving bloody finger prints on his nose, beginning compressions again.

"Boss you can't leave me. Breathe come on! The team needs you, I need you! Come on!" Tony urged, with tears in his eyes.

His shoulder was aching badly and he was getting pretty tired but he wouldn't give up, he couldn't give up. Gibbs would never give up on him so he wasn't going to let him down, just because he was tired. Tony could feel his shoulder bleeding heavily through his shirt as the fabric was sticking to his skin.

Tony instantly looked up when he heard the sirens getting louder and the doors of the store flung open as paramedics and agents ran in. He could see Ziva, McGee and Fornell rushing towards him with a crew of paramedics.

He sighed in relief as the paramedics took his place beside his boss and he moved aside still on his knees, as he didn't have the energy to stand. Ziva and McGee were beside Tony as he watched the paramedics working on his boss, with Fornell beside his best friend.

"Tony!" Ziva said.

"Are you okay?" McGee asked.

"Yes I'm fine McWorry," Tony lied.

Ziva instantly noticed the blood on his jacket though and she pulled back his jacket revealing much more blood on his shirt. Tony didn't know what happened after that though as he felt his jacket been taken off.

The events had finally caught up with him and his vision was narrowing like a long tunnel, as the sides of his vision went grey and he was trying not to succumb to the blackness that was trying to take over him. He tried to blink away the grey dots that danced in front of his eyes but he wasn't successful. He felt himself falling backwards from his knees to be caught by two pairs of strong arms and he felt safe for some reason as he was lowered to the ground.

"Tony?" McGee asked.

"Tony? Can you hear me?" Ziva asked.

The sounds of worried voices were blocked out by the ringing noise in his ears and he turned his head to the side and the last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was the paramedics tearing open Gibbs's blood stained shirt revealing his bare chest and attaching defibrillator electrode pads to him.

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