A force a lot stronger than me takes me to the ground. I hit my head on impact with the ground and reach my hands in the air for someone to help. It's some time before any comes. I'm not sure how long, but not soon enough for them to save me. I can see it on their faces.
Tony looks almost sad. Like he's trying to stay stoic in the face of fear; but is really scared to death. Come on Tony, suck it up. That's what you would tell me.
Ziva is trying to stop the bleeding. It hurts but her attempt is touching. She could never give up easily. Thanks Ziva.
Both of them keep looking back as if waiting for someone. More help maybe? Or Gibbs? Of course, the boss would save me…he always had an answer. Maybe I won't die after all…
I want to speak but I can't…I just stare at Tony, then Ziva, then towards the sky. Maybe now would be a good time to make my peace with God? But not if Gibbs comes…cuz Gibbs would save me. Hurry up boss, I'm getting cold.
Tony and Ziva move aside quickly and I see him. There he was, everything would be okay now. He reached for my hand and placed his hand on my forehead.
"Easy Tim…just take it easy."
Easy? No problem. You're here boss. You'll save me.
"Help me move him."
Yes…move me. That'll help. Take me to a car. Get me to a hospital.
"Stay with us Tim."
On it boss….but hurry it's getting harder to keep my eyes open. Hurry.
"He's fading…where the hell are they?"
Fading? I can't fade boss….you're here…I can't die…you…you can…
"Save me…"
And it was those two final words that haunted Gibbs thoughts for years to come.
