I Drink, I Swear, I Steal and I Lie, an in plain sight fanfic

I do not own IPS or the characters, and I do not own the song which is, I Drink Swear, Steal and Lie, by Michael Peterson.

Marshall's POV

My dad, a US Marshal, taught me when I was a young child not to drink obsessively, to try not to swear, don't lie, and to never steal. He told me that if I planned to be a US Marshal like him and many before him in our family then I had to avoid all of those things.

I was 12 when daddy said to me
Don't take to drinking boy that road don't lead no where
And don't you ever let me hear you swear
Don't you dare
He told me that stealing's a lazy man's way
Something for nothing leaves you hell to pay so don't buy into it
and then you can look the whole world in the eye
Honey I've tried
But Since I met you girl I've been breaking every rule
I must confess I'm just a back sliding fool

But since I met my partner, Mary Shannon, four years ago, I find that I am a fool for her and I can't help it. I find my self thinking about breaking all of those rules my dad taught me. Because of the way she looks at me when she thinks I am not looking. Or when she tries to hide a smile while she hits me for spouting off random information, then I wont tell her where I learned it.

I want to drink from your loving cup
Swear I'll never give you up
Steal all your kisses underneath the moon
I wanna lie here close to you look at what you made me do
Darling you're the reason why
I drink, swear, steal and lie

Its all her fault that I want to drink swear steal and lie. I sometimes drinking till I forget, I want to swear at Raph that if he EVER hurts her I will kill him, I want to steal Mary away from Raph and never let her go back, And I lie to her every time I say I am happy for her. Great so I have already broken two of the rules dad taught me.

Last night I threw away the 12 step book
I finally faced the fact that I am hooked on you
There's nothing more that I can do Ain't no use
Cause every time I see your angel face
My halo disappears without a trace I swear
Girl I'd admit I haven't got a prayer
But I don't care
I know this ain't exactly how I was raised
But heaven help me honey I ain't changing my ways

If there is a rehab for falling for your partner, I need to get the 12 step book, although I would more than likely just throw it out, I already know I am head over heals about her. And that there is nothing in the world that will change that, not Raph, not Stan, not even she can change the fact that I am head over heals in love with Mary Shannon. And to be honest I don't care that I haven't got a prayer. It was not how I was raised but to hell with it.

Maybe I will tell her, maybe I won't. But, oh well, I still have no problem saying that I am a fool for her and there is nothing that can change that. And maybe someday I will be able to tell her:

Drink, swear, steal and lie