Hello, peoples! This is the multi-chapter I mentioned before. I don't know how many chapters it will be, but so far I have written almost 5. But, I will not post the next chapter until I get at least 2 reviews. So, review if you want more. Enjoy!

Three Months Ago

"Christ Stan, calm down. What's the big deal about these witnesses?" Mary asked, a little amused at the boss-man's expression.

"Well, I don't know Mary. Tell me something. Did you watch the news last night?" Stan asked, all-business.

"No, I got home late last night, moving a witness. Marshall was with me."

"Yeah, I was. It was pretty late, Stan." Marshall said, backing his partner up.

"Well then I guess neither of you saw that Senator Steve Grimes was killed yesterday, did you?"

Mary, who didn't know who the hell Steve Grimes was, had no real reaction. Marshall on the other hand, was shocked.

"Senator Grimes? The one from California with all that controversy?"

"Yeah, him. He was killed yesterday, while his wife and 7-year-old daughter looked on, hiding in the closet. They're being entered into the program today. Now, these are high-profile people, so this is going to be a little different than usual. Basically, the uh, upper-level feds will be watching closely. Don't worry, you won't have to deal with any of their pompous asses, they'll just have access to, well, everything regarding the witnesses. Marshall, you'll be in charge of the girl, Mary, you got the wife. Any questions?" Stan looked at his Marshals expectantly.

"Yeah, I got one. Any particular reason I get the kid?" Marshall asked, not really caring, just asking to annoy Stan a little more.

"Because I said so. Do you need a better reason than that?" Stan glared.

"Nope. I'm good."

"Okay then. Your witnesses are in there. You know the drill."

"Wait. I have a question. Why are we splitting the responsibility? Marshall for the girl, me for the wife? Why do they need separate Marshals?" Mary asked, arms crossed.

"Let's just call it… extra precautions." Stan said with a shrug.

"Fair enough. Okay, let's go." Her and Marshall walked into the room where the mother and daughter were waiting to be given their new names and lives.

Present Day

"Mary, Marshall, tomorrow's the Grimes trial. You'll be escorting your witnesses to California today. You know the drill. Keep them safe, transport them from place to place, and all that jazz."

Mary perked up. "Really? So this'll take like, three days?"

"Yeah, depending on how long the trial plays out. Why?" Stan asked, not used to seeing his Inspector so excited about an escort job.

"Yes! No awkward family dinner for me! Jinx insisted that as a part of her "recovery", the Shannon women should have a quiet dinner at some nice restaurant. Now I don't have to go, and I don't have to pay." Mary did a small victory dance, while Marshall watched, amused.

"Well, get ready you two. You're leaving in three hours." Stan said, rolling his eyes at Mary's antics.

"Yes, sir!" the two Marshals said sarcastically, saluting.

Stan just sighed and watched his two most immature and best Marshals walk out. He vaguely wondered if this was how fathers felt about their rambunctious children.