AN: Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter up. Life's been crazy and I have too many ideas to fit into one story! Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 4

On the drive to the Police Station Marshall heard a noise and felt the tire on his SUV blow. He pulled over to the side of the road and called Stan.

"Stan, I have a flat, it'll take me a while to get to the station."

"Be careful Marshall. This guy's already escaped once. We wouldn't want him to get away again."

"Don't worry about that boss." Marshall said with graveness in his voice that worried the normally unflappable Stan.

Marshall locked the doors and set to work on changing the tire. When he was almost finished he looked up and saw the suspect opening the door. He had managed to get out of his cuffs and unlock the door. Marshall, who was still holding the tire iron, walked around and hit him in the knee. Juan fell to the ground and cried out holding his obviously broken knee.

"Try to get away again." Marshall hissed

"I'm not going anywhere." The suspect whimpered.

Marshall stood over him contemplating what to do when a squad car rolled up.

"Everything ok here?" The young beat cop asked.

Marshall pulled out his badge and showed the police officer, still staring at the suspect.

"I think we need an ambulance and a new set of hand cuffs." He said trying to conceal his emotions.

Marshall re-cuffed the prisoner while the young police officer called in the ambulance. As they stood waiting for the ambulance to arrive Marshall finished changing the tire and called Stan, filling him in on the details. Marshall knew what Stan was thinking as they hung up the phone. What would I have done if Skippy here hadn't shown up Marshall wondered to himself. Stan and the ambulance arrived at the same time.

"Marshall, I'll take it from here. Why don't you go check on Mary?"

"Okay. Do you need to keep my car?"

"Yea, there needs to be an investigation." Shifting his focus to the young officer "Will you please give my Inspector a ride to the hospital?"

"Okay."

Marshall and the young officer rode to the hospital in total silence. Marshall's mind ran a mile a minute thinking about what he would have done if the cop hadn't shown up.

When they reached the hospital Marshall got out and thanked the officer. Thanks for more than just the ride, Marshall thought. He took the stairs two at a time to get to Mary's room. As he was reaching for the door it opened and he ran into Raphael.

"Sorry. Is Mary ok?" Marshall asked the worry and stress evident on his face and in his voice.

"There's no change. He didn't hurt her. You came just in time to save her, like always." Raph hissed, unable to hide the hatred he felt toward Marshall.

"Good." Marshall said and pushed past Raph to get into Mary's room, ignoring the disdain he heard in Raph's voice. Raphael closed the door behind him and walked away. Marshall walked towards his partner and sat down in the chair next to her bed. He reached for her hand and held it tenderly in his own. He allowed his emotions to overtake him. He cried quietly for fifteen or twenty minutes before he finally spoke, "Mary I got the guy who did this to you. I…" he stopped, trying desperately to regain control of his emotions. "I…I got a flat tire and then he tried to escape. I busted him up pretty good with a tire iron, and then an AQPD cop pulled up. Mary, I don't know what I would have done if he hadn't shown up…" he let the words hang in the air. They sat in silence for almost an hour, Marshall lost in thought about what might have happened. His phone jolted him back to reality.

"Mann"

"Marshall, it's Stan we need your statement."

"Yea, sure Stan I'm on my way."

Marshall laid Mary's hand back on the bed and gave her a kiss on the forehead as he left.

AN: Please R&R. I know it's short, but I'm kind of stuff on where to go next. I have a few too many ideas! :)