Chapter 2
The boat that was tipped off to have a body in had exploded; it was only a small explosion, but still enough to shake the decking and shock the CSI's. Horatio stepped back as did Zoë. Zoë saw Ryan step back and things seemed to slow down into slow motion. She saw his left foot step backwards off the decking, Ryan dropped his gun and it fell to the boards, Ryan yelled. His head hit the yacht that was behind him as he went down and knocked him out rendering him silent. Zoe dropped her gun, Horatio turned around to see what the noise was. Zoë had pulled her badge and ID off, then threw her phone on the decking and flicked her low heels off too. Time seemed to speed up again. They both heard a splash Zoë ran to the edge of the decking and saw Ryan beginning to sink and dived in, making sure to stay clear of the yacht. Horatio heard a splash as Zoë hit the water.
"FRANK!" Horatio yelled as he stood at the edge of the decking looking down. Frank and the officers came running as soon as they heard the explosion.
"What happened?" Frank said.
"Radio for an ambulance, there was a bomb. Also, call fire and rescue." Horatio said frustrated. He looked over and saw two silhouettes under the water. Frank looked over and saw two silhouettes and immediately radioed for an ambulance and more back up. Under the water Zoë grabbed a hold of Ryan; she pulled his unconscious body up to the surface. She took a few deep breaths and started to swim for the ladder a few meters away. She had her left arm under both his arms and around his chest with his head resting on her shoulder as she swam backwards to the ladder, she reached the ladder held on.
"How am I going to get him up?" Zoë shouted.
"Can you get over there? The decking is lower and a smaller ladder." Horatio shouted down as he pointed at the next bit of decking. Zoë began swimming, pulling Ryan along with her.
"Come on Ryan." She said quietly as she held his limp body. She reached the ladder and climbed partially up until she could no longer hold Ryan with one arm any longer. Horatio and Frank both took a hold of Ryan and hauled him up. Zoë quickly scrambled up the ladder and ran over to where Horatio and Frank had just placed Ryan. She lent down to him as she moved his head and jaw to try and clear his airways.
"Come on pretty boy." Zoë said quietly. Horatio bend down on one knee.
"Come on Ryan, breathe." Horatio repeated as Zoë checked to see if he was breathing, she didn't feel anything.
