When Gibbs and I return to the bunk, and find it empty, I immediately get a bad feeling about it.
"Gibbs. Something's wrong." I say, as he looks around.
He raises his eyes to meet mine, and I can tell he feels it to. Then, I catch sight of a gun in the corner, partially under the bed.
"Gibbs!" I cry, pointing it.
He pulls it out to reveal Tony's sig.
I know Tony would never leave his gun behind, and the bag of cocaine is still here.
"Where's Tony?" I ask, fear clenching my throat.
"Gone." Growls Gibbs, as he stands, up and leaves the bunk. I follow him, and he inspects the door, and the wall. He gently touches a small scratch on the wall, made from a small sharp object, a knife maybe, something I don't remember from when we looked earlier.
Gibbs walks down the corridor, touching another scratch further down.
"Tony was taken. It's a trail. Rule 9." Explains Gibbs, as his pace picks up, following the scratches down the corridor. We race down halls and up stairs until we reach the last scratch, and standing right beside it is Ari.
My breath catches in my throat is the sight of him.
"Ah, Gibbs and Caitlin." He says, amiably, as Gibbs and I raise our guns.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." He says, looking at us in a pitying way. "I have insurance. If you shoot me you'll never save Anthony."
"What did you do with him you son of a bitch?" I yell, walking forward, and pressing my gun to his throat, worry for Tony blocking out any animosity I have had towards him.
"I see that you had a little something you neglected to tell me about last time we met Caitlin. I take it that Anthony is the father?" he questions, his eyes flickering to my round stomach, only inches from his. "I'm so disappointed in you, Caitlin. I thought you were above this." He smirks as he softly places his hand on my stomach. I use my shoulder to shove him into the wall.
"You don't have the honor to judge." I growl, "Where is Tony?"
He glances at his watch.
"I'm afraid you are running out of time. Caitlin, you will be coming with me if you ever want Anthony to see daylight again." He smiles down at me
I stare at him, panic growing.
I can't go with him, but I have to.
"Take me instead." I hear a voice say behind me and I whip around to see Gibbs, his sig on the floor, arms above his head.
"Why Gibbs! So noble! I believe you will be even more valuable to me then Caitlin." Smiles Ari, slipping away from me, towards Gibbs and taking the handcuffs from Gibbs belt, and cuffing Gibbs' wrists.
"Gibbs! You can't!" I argue, but he looks at me with a calm sense of acceptance.
"Kate. If I'm not back in one week, 45 and follow these orders; Tell McGee 16, Tell Abby 3, Tell Ducky 2, Tell Tony 38, and you, 40. All of you remember 15. Don't come after me!" Gibbs hurriedly says as Ari picks up Gibbs' sig and starts leading Gibbs away from me.
"Wait! Where's Tony?" I yell as they leave.
"The Sixth Ballast, down the hall to your right. He's probably drowned by now." Ari answers as he and Gibbs disappear.
I turn and run, and break into the room, and see the pit almost filled with water.
I see Tony's limp figure tied to the floor of it.
"Tony!" I scream, but he doesn't move.
I look around, and catch sight of Tony's pocket-knife on the ground.
I lean over to pick it up, but I can't reach it, just like with my bag this morning.
Looking around, I quickly solve my problem. I kick the knife into the water and jump in after it.
I swim to the floor, grabbing the knife, before coming up for air.
Then, I open the knife and dive back down, towards where Tony's legs are tied. I saw through the rope, and grab his lifeless body, hauling it to the surface. As I flounder about, trying to support Tony and myself, I spot a ladder, and I carry him to the side of the basin, and toss him onto the concrete. Using the ladder, I haul myself out and crawl on my hands and knees towards him.
I take his pulse, only to find there is none and he's not breathing.
I quickly pull open his mouth and pinch his nose shut, giving him frantic CPR. Then, I do the rhythmic pressures over his heart, to start it again.
Nothing.
"Come on Tony!" I yell before I start mouth to mouth again. There's still no response.
"Come on!" I scream as I beat on his chest with my fists.
"Don't you dare die on me! Come on! Tony! Wake up! You still owe McGee and I money! Who is going to make movie references? Who is going to be inappropriate? The team needs you Tony! Wake up!" I shriek as I pound on his chest with my fists, starting to cry, as he remains lifeless.
With a choked gasp, his eyes fly open and he rolls over, throwing and coughing up water everywhere.
"Tony!" I whimper with relief, as he breaths heavily, water still trickling out of the corner of his mouth.
He rolls back onto his back, and looks up at me, both of us are soaked through and freezing cold.
"D-Did you kiss me?" Stutters Tony through his gasps, smiling slightly
I want to scold him, but I can't find the words as I manage a weak smile, because I know that we're going to be just fine.
