Because I got all those lovely reviews, which I thank you all for, I am posting the next chapter, which might answer or create more questions. Hope you like. (by the way the italics signifies a flashback)
"He's awake Abby"
"You have the right to remain silent" Tony began. He had said this so many times he didn't even have to think about it anymore.
"Get him in the car DiNozzo" Gibbs barked loudly as he placed his sigsauer back into its holster. Tony did as he was asked, handcuffing the criminal, Steve Rickman, and shoving him into the back of the standard issue navy sedan. Tony got in beside him whilst his boss Gibbs and probie, McGee got into the front. Tony was not looking forward to the trip back to NCIS headquarters. Gibbs was pissed, and when he was pissed, he took it out on the road. The car lurched forward violently as Gibbs slammed down on the accelerator.
At each corner, the car swerved aggressively, causing Tony to crash into the criminal on more than one occasion.
"You think you could slow it down a bit boss? I'm getting a little too familiar with this creep"
"Hey" Who you calling a creep?" The criminal asked.
"Shut your mouth Rickman!" Tony replied
"You going to let him talk to me like that?"
"Like what?" Gibbs asked innocently. He pulled the car to the right as he poorly manoeuvred another curve. Rickman took the opportunity and lifted his handcuffed hands over Tony's' head. Pulling them hard against his neck, strangling him. Tony fought back instantly, trying to stop Rickman from pulling any tighter. The fight in the back was weakly intercepted by McGee. After a few failed attempts to pull the pair apart, turned to Gibbs for help.
"Take the wheel McGee" McGee lunged for the wheel as Gibbs let go of it. As he twisted round to help Tony in the back he knocked McGee's hands away from the wheel, letting the wheel spin round uncontrollably. The car spun round once before slipped off the road and down into a ravine. It rolled twice before hitting a large oak tree.
Tony barely heard the sirens grow louder as he sat buckled upside down in the wrecked car. His blurred eyes couldn't make out whether or not his team-mates were alive or not. He could smell the smoke and burning gasoline and in his last seconds of consciousness silently hoped that someone would arrive to help before the whole car exploded.
"Special Agent DiNozzo, Special Agent DiNozzo, can you hear me? My name is Harry Wheeler with fire and rescue. We're going to get you out of there as soon as possible just hold on tight"
"Special agent DiNozzo, I'm Rachel, I'm a paramedic, can you tell me where it hurts?"
"Let's get him to the hospital quickly, and get a couple more buses out here for the other two"
"There's three of them in there!"
"The man in the back didn't make it"