Alright, Chapter two! I tried to make this one a bit longer than the last one. :)

"How's the shoulder?" Marshall looked over at Mary as they got into the car. She had been rolling her shoulder and grimacing when it moved.

"I'm fine," he gave her a look that told her he didn't believe her. Mary rolled her eyes, "Really, I'm fine Doofus. You on the other hand, you look like you've gone 10 rounds with Mike Tyson." Marshall had bruises across his nose and under his eyes and stitches above his left ear.

Marshall smirked at her attempt to take the attention off herself. Marshall humored her and changed the subject. If something was seriously wrong he knew she would tell him.

"Thanksgiving is next month. Mom called yesterday, she wants to know if we are planning on spending the holiday at their place." He pulled out onto the street and headed for the Sunshine Building where Stan already their witness.

Mary looked at him as he drove. Going to the Mann house for a holiday wasn't anything close to her favorite thing to do. She didn't really care to be in the middle of so many people. Mann holidays were a family affair, and boy did they have a lot of family. In all reality she would much rather just spend Thanksgiving(or Christmas) with just Marshall and have a nice, quiet dinner. Marshall though, Marshall loved these big family gatherings. He loved the chaos the holidays brought, and Mary knew that. She decided she could just suck it up twice a year so he could spend time with his family since they spent the rest of the year with those who she considered her family(Brandi, Stan, and yes, even Eleanor).

"Tell your mom we wouldn't miss it for the world." Marshall rewarded her with a huge grin.

"Great, she will be positively jubilant!"

"Really? Can't you just say 'happy' like any other normal person?"

Marshall shrugged, "Eh, I don't think 'happy' is a strong enough word. Trust me; she will be much more than just happy." He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her left temple.

Marshall parked Mary's beat up old car in front of the Sunshine Building. He unbuckled and turned to her. "Are you ready to get this transfer on the road?"

"Just jubilant..." She muttered as she slammed the door behind her.

"Daniel, we are twenty miles outside Tennessee. If you ask if we're almost there again I'm going to tie you to the roof rack!" Mary turned around to yell at their witness. Her shoulder was hurting and her temper was wearing thin. She turned back around and looked at Marshall. He had been driving for the last several hours. The bruises under his eyes were only getting darker, luckily though the swelling had gone down.

Marshall rolled his eyes from the driver's seat. Daniel was probably their neediest witness. Daniel was one to call three or four times a week to tell Mary or Marshall about a car that followed him half way home or that someone smiled at him at the grocery store. In the past year Daniel had gone through four jobs. He quit each one saying they just weren't the right jobs for him.

"Alright, alright!" Daniel put his hands up in surrender. The silence only lasted a second. There was never more than a few seconds of silence.

"Can we at least stop to get something to eat?"

"NO!" Marshall finally yelled. His patience had been pushed to its limits. Marshall was all for a good conversation but Daniel hadn't stopped rambling or asking questions in six hours. Mary and Marshall hadn't even been able to hold a conversation with each other with him in the back seat.

All the sudden and without warning Marshall crossed three lanes of interstate traffic and took the upcoming exit. This immediately caught Mary's attention and sent her into observation mode. Sure enough a black four door Cadillac narrowly missed causing two accidents to make the exit Marshall took. Mary sure as hell wasn't going to dismiss this car, not this time.

"Marshall, take this first left." Mary instructed and turned to Daniel. He was going to need to become invisible.

"Get down on the floor!" Mary ordered. It was at that moment the back window shattered. That was it, things were going from bad to worse.

"Shit!" Marshall ducked and realized this was gonna get messy.

"Daniel, buckle up. We're gonna have to out run them Mare," Marshall grabbed his phone and dialed the Marshals office out of Knoxville. They needed to know that the transport had been compromised and was going to require more security.

"Yea," Mary agreed. These guys seemed to know their way around this area. Every turn they made the guys following were able to keep up, they never seemed to get lost. The only option was going to be speed. If they could get enough distance they may be able to make a turn before the guys following saw them.

"Okay Daniel, have you told anyone you were moving?" Mary turned in her seat to question him.

"No! I swear I haven't told anyone!" He told her with an innocent look on his face.

"Are you sure you didn't mention it to anyone?" Mary pushed. Daniel was paranoid but she also knew he loved to talk. He would tell anyone his life story without a second thought if they engaged him in conversation.

"Only my buddy who lives in Knoxville, but he wouldn't tell anyone!" Daniel insisted. Mary let out a frustrated growl.

"You imbecile! Don't you know the whole reason you can't contact anyone from your past is because the people who want you dead are watching them?!" Mary scolded. She was ready to throttle man in the back seat. She and Marshall had gone over the MOU with him three times. She wasn't sure if Daniel was just stupid or he just didn't care.

"Mary!" Marshall's phone fell, forgotten, from his hand as he yelled.

Mary turned back in time to see the black Cadillac blow through a red light. He was headed right for them and there was nothing Marshall could do to avoid it. Mary wasn't buckled in anymore, and the SUV was coming on her side. Marshall had just enough time to throw his arm across the car and cross it over Mary's chest.

Seconds later were met with screeching tires and colliding metal. The Cadillac hit the front passenger door and flipped the armored, government vehicle onto its side.

Marshall came to first. Everything seemed like it was in slow motion. His head was pounding and he felt something warm running down his face. The sound a car horn brought him back into the moment.

That's when he saw feet getting closer. When they rounded the front of the car Marshall saw the weapons in their hands. He fumbled with the strap on his holster but managed to pull the gun from his hip. When the men came into his line of fire, he took them out. Two center mass shots to both men.

He looked over and saw Mary crumpled over. The only thing keeping her from falling atop of him was the console between the seats.

"Mare," he checked to see she was breathing before moving on to check the witness. Protocol mandated they protect the witness at all costs.

"Daniel," He called out. Marshall wasn't able to get out yet. Getting out without moving Mary was gonna require that he go through the shattered windshield.

"I'm okay, I think." Daniel answered. Luckily Daniel had listened when Marshall told him to buckle up.

Sirens pierced the air. By the shear sound of it half the county was on the way to the scene. "Daniel, don't leave this vehicle. Got it?" Marshall ordered.

"Got it, is Mary okay?" He asked.

"I don't know yet." Marshall sighed.

"Hey Mare, wake up Mare." Marshall gently patted her cheek. The whole time his heart was threatening to leap out of his mouth. When Mary groaned he sighed a little relieved. She started to move so Marshall stopped her.

"Don't move, Mare. Does anything hurt?" He was thoroughly checking her out while awaiting her answer. After this morning's incident with the dirt bikes he was worried her previous injuries would have been made worse.

"Oh my god," she groaned. After taking a minute to inventory herself and be sure everything was in working order she looked to her Partner. "I'm fine Doofus, how about you and Daniel?" She asked.

"Daniel is fine; I can feel a gash on my head but nothing serious. Come on; let's get you out of here."

Marshall kicked the windshield out and went around helping Daniel out. He just got him out when police arrived on scene.

"No Stan, we're fine. Marshals just picked up Daniel twenty minutes ago." Marshall paced the waiting room of local Emergency Room. A couple of Marshals from the Memphis office had flown in. It only took them forty five minutes to arrive. The transfer had been re assigned and Daniel was no longer going to Knoxville. Where he was headed now was anyone's guess.

"Yes Stan, I'm sure. They aren't even keeping Mary overnight; she's signing her discharge paperwork right now." He reassured his boss. Mary was diagnosed with a mild concussion and a few minor cuts from the broken windshield, but had no other serious injuries. Marshall had a minor cut on his forehead that a nurse closed using thin, cloth, bandages.

"Alright, I will call you when we get back into town. Bye Stan," Marshall hung up the phone and went in search of Mary. She was just walking out of her room when Marshall approached.

"Let's get out of here, Marshall." Mary looped her good arm with his and leaned against him for support.

TBC