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Tony pressed two fingers to Gibbs' neck.
"Come on Boss. You've got to hang on." Tony whispered, fearing that his pulse wasn't as strong as it should have been. "McGee, how much longer?"
"Another 5 minutes. How is he?"
"Alive, but barely. It's freezing out here, but his burning up. And his shoulder's still bleeding."
"He could be in shock and there is a risk of seizure due to the fever and blood loss." Ziva said as she moved the towel from Zara's head. "She's going to have a nasty scar."
"Yeah, well that's the least of her problems. She has to survive this first." Tony said. Looking up at McGee he asked, "What did you find in her room?"
"A half used candle, a bottle of Jack, a blackened knife, bloody towels and bedding. I think she helped Gibbs."
"She cauterized the wound. Gibbs might not be alive right now if it wasn't for her." Ziva said as she pointed to Gibbs' blood stained NCIS t-shirt. "They said they'd found that in her room and that's when Simon went ballistic."
Just then they heard the sound of helicopters.
"Finally." Tony sighed. "Boss, helps almost here. You're going to be okay. You hear me. You're going to be okay!""
But Gibbs remained unmoving, unresponsive, unconscious.
As the medivac and another chopper landed, McGee rushed forward.
"Over here. Hurry, they're hurt bad." He shouted at the paramedics. Four paramedics rushed forward, bags and a backboards in hand.
Two crouched next to Gibbs and two next to Zara. Just then Fornell and 6 of his FBI agents ran forward.
"Man, am I glad to see you." Tony exclaimed.
"Secure the vessel." Fornell ordered his agents just as 8 Seals absailed down from their chopper onto the deck.
The FBI agents and Seals dispersed into various directions as Fornell kneeled next to Gibbs.
"How is he?" he asked the paramedic.
"He's in critical condition. We'll get him onto the medivac and hook him up to fluids and dress this wound." The paramedic replied as she secured an oxygen mask over Gibbs' face.
"Who's that?" Fornell asked looking at Zara.
"She's one of them but she played a hand in keeping Gibbs safe." Ziva said.
"Hell she was shot in the head for her trouble." Tony said.
"How is she?" Fornell asked the paramedics working on her.
"Critical." The paramedic replied as he hooked up an IV line, while his colleague strapped her securely to the backboard.
"Do whatever you have to, to keep her alive. We need to get answers from her about this sordid mess." Fornell said.
"We'll do our best." The paramedic replied.
"Let's get them on the vac now. We're taking them to Bethesda." The paramedic working on Gibbs said.
"I'm going with you." Tony said.
"Sorry, there's no room for you."
"Damnit, I have to go with him. His my Boss!" Tony insisted.
"DiNozzo, all three of you take the FBI chopper. We're taking over this case anyway. I'll want a full debrief when I get back." Fornell said.
"Thanks Fornell." Tony said.
They waited until Gibbs and Zara were secured in the medivac. As soon as the medivac took off, Tony, Ziva and McGee headed to the FBI chopper.
On the chopper, Ziva sat next to Tony. He was so tense his jaw twitched.
"He'll be okay Tony." Ziva said as she placed her hand over his on his thigh.
"I don't know. I've never see him like this." Tony said as he used his thumb to stroke Ziva's fingers.
"Well I know. I'm not ready to lose him so he can't go yet." Ziva said.
McGee watched Tony and Ziva as they looked at each other.
"Oh boy," he sighed under his breath.
Stop it Timothy, he admonished himself. We're all just worried about Gibbs and reacting in our own way.
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On the medivac, the paramedics were shouting out Gibbs and Zara's vital signs to each other.
Just then the monitors hooked up to Gibbs started beeping erratically and Gibbs' body started jerking up and down on the gurney.
"He's seizing." The paramedic shouts as she tried to hold him on the gurney. At the same time her colleague grabbed a syringe filled with meds and plunged its contents into Gibbs' IV line. Gibbs jerked violently and then fell still.
More monitors beeped out as if in panic.
"He's arresting." The paramedic shouted as he grabbed the defibrillator. "Charging to 200."
"Clear!" He shouted for his colleague to step back.
He placed the paddled on Gibbs' chest and triggered the charge. Gibbs' body jerked up before falling back on the gurney. The other paramedic placed two fingers against Gibbs' neck and shook her head in the negative.
"Damnit, charging to 300." The paramedic shouted.
"Clear." He placed the paddles on Gibbs' chest again and triggered the charge.
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