"Tony..." Ziva said turning around.

"DOWN! No one is going anywhere ´til I say that. Now listen. Ziva you´re going through the door at the backside and McGee goes with you." Gibbs ordered and walked through the front door with a raised gun.

"Tony!" He yelled and ran to his agent. "Tony! You´re okay?" He asked kneeling down.

Tony groaned. "Just like you wanted it, boss."

SLAP!

"Are you dumb? I say a lot of things."

"Mhmm..."

"Let me have a look." Gibbs said and took Tony´s hand from his chest.

"Gibbs, we got that butthole!" Ziva said pushing the guy.

"Asshole, Ziva. You mean asshole..." Tony corrected and coughed.

"Whatever..." She mumbled.

"McGee, ambulance and then you´ll drive this bastard with Ziva to HQ."

"Man, he isn´t going to get anywhere alive." The man said laughing.

Gibbs raised his gun at the man´s face. "Do you want me to let it look like an accident?"

"Yo, man. CHILL!" He cried.

"Ziva, McGee bring him away. We´ll wait for the ambulance." Gibbs said and went back to Tony.

"Okay, Tony, gotta move you a bit." He said.

He took Tony by his shoulders and dragged him to the wall. Gibbs sat with his back against it and laid Tony´s upper body against him.

"Everythings okay, Tony?" He asked.

"Hurts..." Tony groaned.

"Yeah, I know. But not for long, okay?" Gibbs asked.

Tony nodded and coughed again. This time it was blood. He let his head fall back on Gibbs chest and closed his eyes.

"Hey, you have to stay awake. You hear me?" Gibbs told him softly.

"Yeah..."

"Damn! Where are those damn paramedics?!" Gibbs cursed.

Tony laughed but soon had to cough again, so Gibbs leant him to the side.

"Thanks." Tony said. "At least... I´m not going to... die alone."

"Who´s going to die?" Gibbs asked.

"The paramedics, if... if they don´t come soon."

Gibbs smiled. "You´re not going to die, Tony." He said.

"Oh... I´m not... not sure." Tony coughed.

"DiNozzo! I said, you´re not going to die." Gibbs ordered.

"Un... understood, b... boss..."

"Boss?" Tony asked after a while.

"Yeah?" Gibbs bend his head forward to hear better.

"My... d... d..." He swallowed. "My desk... not to McGeek..." Tony said. "And... and my car... Ziva... is... so... is so not going to get my car..."

Gibbs chuckled. "Tony, if you don´t stop talking this shit, McGee will get your desk and Ziva your car."

Tony groaned. "Boss... you´re... you´re so cold..." He said but smiled.

"I´m sc... scared..."

"You don´t have to." Gibbs shook his head. "I never thought I´d say that, but Tony, I´m with you." He said stroking Tony´s shoulder.

"Some... some..." Tony coughed again.

"Stop talking DiNozzo or I´ll give your car and desk away! No matter what."

"Some people... say you´re a bastard... but you´re not..." Tony coughed. "You´re a good man... a good boss." He coughed again. "And a good friend..." And with that he passed out.

Gibbs froze at his agents words.

You´re a good man

A good boss

And a good friend

"Tony? Come on, DiNozzo." Gibbs tried and shook Tony lightly. "DiNozzo!" He barked.

A slight moan. "Let me... alone..."

SLAP!

"OW! I´m... I´m hurt and you do... that..." Tony mock-whined.

"You know, the second 'b' stands for bastard and I´ll do much more if you don´t stay awake DiNozzo!" Gibbs warned.

"Oh... you... wouldn´t, would you...?" Tony asked.

As Gibbs wanted to answer as his cell rang.

"Try to stay quiet." He said to Tony and answered his phone.

"Gibbs."

"Hey Gibbs, it´s me. How is Tony?" Abby´s voice came through the line.

"He´s good. You know how he his. He whines a lot but he´ll get over it." He lied.

"Okay... Are –" Abby began.

A loud moan came from Tony.

"Shh... Tony. You have to stay quite, okay? Try." Gibbs said.

"Oh god! That was Tony! What is with him?! Are you in the hospital?! Which one?! I´ll –"

"ABBY!" Gibbs yelled. "Calm down. He´s going to be okay. You have to calm down. I´m not going to let my little nag down. You know that. Abbs, you have to find out where the ambulance is."

"They weren´t there yet?" Abby asked tipping on the keyboard.

"No. Find them. Call another ambulance. Tell them to wait north from us. North, Abby, not south. My gut says someones waiting there."

"I got that Gibbs, but how´ll they manage to get in?" Abby asked.

"In? They´ll drive Abby! What else?!" Gibbs answered annoyed.

"There´s no opening for cars. They can´t walk the whole way."

Gibbs thought for a few seconds. "But I can. Abby, tell them they have to call me when they´re near." He said.

"I´ll do that. And Gibbs?" Abby trailed off.

"He´ll be okay." Gibbs answered and hung up.

"Abby?" Tony slurred.

"Yeah. An ambulance will be here soon." Gibbs said.

"Can´t... can´t take it... anymore..."

"You have to hold on, Tony. You´re so not going to die on me." Gibbs told him.

Three minutes of silence. A very long time when your friend is nearly dying.

His cell rang. "Gibbs."

"It´s me again. Bossman, you have to be careful. Some terrorists are blocking the southside. One of them might shot Tony. Be careful." Abby said again.

"We will be. Thanks, Abby." And he hung up. "Tony, you have to stay quite. A few terrorists are behind all of this." Gibbs explained short.

"Understoo..." Tony coughed the word. "Oh... god... If the EMT´s don´t come soon... I´ll... I´ll die..."

SLAP!

"God... boss... can slap me... all the time... just... just not now... Please..." Tony said.

Gibbs cell rang again. "I hope you´re the EMT´s! We´re coming!" He barked and hung up before the guy could say a thing.

"Why aren´t... they here?" Tony asked.

"Later, Tony. I´ll explain later. Now I´ll have to carry you to the ambulance."

"Want to... carry me... to the ambulance?" Tony´s voice got lower.

"Hey! I need you alive. I´m not going to let you down." 'Again.' Gibbs added silently.

Gibbs stood up, so that Tony leaned on the wall. He went to Tony´s right side and kneeled down. "Okay, on three I´m lifting you. One... two... three!" Gibbs said and lifted Tony.

Tony winced as pain flooded his body.

"Just a few more minutes Tony, okay?" Gibbs got no answer and tried again. "Tony? Hey Tony, you´re with me?" He looked down at his agent and saw that he passed out again. "Shit!"

Gibbs walked as fast as his feed allowed him, with Tony in his arms.

'The ambulance! Come on Tony. Hold on!' Gibbs thought.

"He has got two shots to his chest. No exit wounds. What´s his name?" One paramedic asked.

"Tony DiNozzo. And I´ll ride with him." Gibbs said.

"Okay, sir. Allan, drive!"