A/N: I do not own In Plain Sight and this is strictly for non-profit entertainment value.

Moving An Unmovable Object

Marshall's eyes opened, his vision slowly coming into focus. His hand gripped his gun and he looked over to where they were hit. His heart dropped at the sight of his partner, but before he could examine her, he caught movement from their pursuers truck. He raised his arm, ready to fire. The glint of a weapon from the driver side, caused Marshall to fire first. The man groaned and fell. Marshall aimed toward the passenger door, seeing a figure duck low, out of Marshall's sight line.

"Daniel, if you can here me keep down." Marshall kept his voice low, but commanding. Still trying to assure the safety of their witness. He carefully moved toward Mary's slumped form, the seatbelt was awkwardly holding her, preventing her from falling over towards Marshall. He felt for a pulse, it was there but faint. "Mare...you stay with me." He gave her hand a squeeze, wishing for some reaction. He looked in the sideview mirrors and saw nobody. He knew there was another man out there, Marshall climbed over the seat, keeping his gun pointed towards the other truck. Daniel was half conscious on the floor. "Stay down."

Marshall looked around the perimeter of the truck, catching movement heading toward the passenger side of their vehicle. He quickly moved to the passenger door and glanced out the window to see a man squat down outside the door. Marshall pulled the door handle, kicking the door open hard, knocking the assassin off balance and Marshall fired. "Two down." Marshall got out, closing the passenger door quietly and inched his way over to the other vehicle. He ripped open the rear door and found the truck empty. There were just the two men, both dead. There was still the other truck, that Mary managed to lose. They could be here soon depending on how bad their truck was damaged. He went back to their truck, finding his cell on the floor and dialed Stan. "Stan!...no, not good...we need a medical chopper...Mary...no idea where we are, they drove their truck into us...took out two men, we have another truck of perps, location unknown at moment...you should see us when you fly over, we are at an intersection...hurry." He hung up, climbing into the truck to check on Daniel and Mary. "Daniel?" Marshall looked over the seat.

"Yeah, we alright?" The kid was scared, but sounded to be lucid.

"For now, help is on the way. How bad you hurt?"

"Just hit my head." He still sounded groggy.

"Ok, stay down to be safe." Marshall put his focus on Mary, keeping his gun ready, in case they had more friends show up. "Mare?" Checking her pulse again, a small reassurance that she was still alive. "Mare, you hear me?" There was blood on the left side of her head, more then likely from the window. He got on his knees, leaning over to check her left side. "Oh...jesus..." The door was crushed in, part of the door impaled in her side. There was blood from mid chest, down to her hip. 'I can't do anything. Moving her could make any injury worse. Jesus...what was she thinking?' "Mare? I would feel better, if you opened your eyes for me..." He gently took her hand, holding it, hoping she knew he was with her. He scanned the area, still seeing no sign of the other truck. She made a small noise and his eyes went wide. "I'm right here Mare."

"Marsh..l" Her eyes opened slightly, her face wincing in pain. "You ok?"

"Christ...Mare, don't worry about me, I'm fine..." He couldn't believe she was worrying about him at this point.

"Daniel?"

"Im fine, Mary." Daniel called from the back seat, causing Mary to smile slightly. "Relax..."

"Mary, doesn't know how to relax." Marshall was trying to distract her, seeing she was in pain and he hated he couldn't help. Her eyes opened more and she tried to move, crying out in pain.

"Dammit Mare. Stay put. Choppers should be here soon." Marshall held onto her hand, his other hand releasing his gun to run his hand over her hair. "We can't move you, without risking making you worse."

"Mmhmm...sorry." She closed her eyes, trying to think of something but the pain. Marshall gave her hand a squeeze, making her smile a bit.

Marshall wondered what caused her to smile and couldn't help but ask. "Mare, what was the smile for?"

"Song...in my head..." Mary's voice was weaker and he could see she was bleeding more since she moved.

"A song, interesting...care to share?" He wanted, no, he needed to keep her talking.

"Chas..ing cars." Her breathing was becoming raspy.

"Because we were chased?" Marshall smiled a bit, happy she was still talking.

"No." Mary laughed, which caused her to cough and a small trickle of blood dripped from her mouth. Mary didn't notice, but Marshall did. Fear gripped him tighter. "It's us..."

He smiled, happy that she was thinking about them. "Never heard of a song called Chasing Cars, I will have to check that out."

"Always ma..kes me...thi..nk you.." Her voice was broken and raspy, till it finally just trailed off and she was unconscious. Marshall put his fingers to her neck to check her pulse, it was there but it was faint.

Relief swept through him, as he heard the approaching choppers. "Thank god. Here that Mare, help is here. Just hold on for me." The medics from the chopper ran over and Marshall moved out of the truck, to allow them to work. "Daniel, it's safe to get out." Daniel climbed out and stood beside Marshall.

Stan ran over from the other chopper with two other agents. "Marshall...you alright?"

"Banged up, but fine." Marshall looked back to the truck. "It's Mary I am worried about."

"How bad?" Stan was looking at the truck, trying to see her, but the crew was blocking his view.

Marshall's jaw clenched to reign in his emotions. "Bad." His eyes locked with Stan. "She turned the truck, so she was hit and not me."

Stan nodded. "I'm not surprised, you would have done the same if you were driving." Stan looked to Daniel. "Mr. Mantum, I am Stan McQueen. These two marshals are going to get you out of here."

Daniel looked to Marshall. "I don't want to leave, till I know she is alright."

Marshall smiled. "Don't worry, we will let you know how she is. For your safety though, you have to go with them." He could tell Daniel wasn't happy, but he left with the two marshals. Stan and Marshall were both focused on the truck, trying to listen to the medics.

"We need to be careful. The door is in her side, we have to be quick once the truck is moved." There were three medics and a doctor from the hospital the chopper came from. The fire company was there now, helping to get the wreckage clear in order to get Mary out. "BP s dropping! Gotta do this now!" The doctor was frantically trying to keep fluids in Mary from the IV line they inserted. There was a spine tingling crunch, making Marshall and Stan wince, as they pulled away the other truck. The door to their truck went with it, pulling out of Mary. "Shit...bleeder, we have a bleeder. Let's move now!" They extracted Mary from the truck, getting her onto a gurney, starting for the chopper. Marshall and Stan ran behind them. "We can't take both of you."

"Marshall, you go, I will get a ride back." Marshall gave Stan a nod and climbed into the chopper before it took off.

Marshall was near Mary's head, off to the side, out of the way of the medical team. "Mare, keep fighting." His voice was urgent and thick with emotion. "You cannot leave me." Her eyes opened, groaning in pain, as the doctor worked to stop the bleeding. "Hey...good girl." Her face scrunched up, Marshall could see the doctor working on stopping the bleeding from her abdomen. "Focus on me. Forget everything else ok."

"K." Her voice pained, but she focused on Marshall face.

"You were wrong you know." Mary's eyes were locked with his, trying to stay awake. "It does matter." She looked confused. "Our conversation from earlier." He could see the realization in her eyes. "I am not with her, it was just a date." He smiled, running his fingers in her hair. "You always matter to me Mare."

She smiled softly. "Good to know..." Pain shot through her, her eyes slammed shut and her body tensed.

"Mare? Stay with me." Marshall looked over at the doctor and for the first time noticed the amount of blood on the floor. "Marshall Shannon, you keep awake. Fight dammit." Her skin had taken on a grey parlor and was cool to the touch. A solid beep rang through the chopper. "Oh god no"

"Epi!" "Charging...Clear!" Marshall removed his hands from Mary, as they shocked her. "She's back." They landed a minute later. Unloading her from the chopper, onto an elevator with Marshall beside her.

Marshall knew they were about to stop him from following as he saw the operating room doors approaching. "Mare, you fight...don't leave me ok." He kissed her forehead and watched as she disappeared through the OR doors.

One of the EMT's that helped get Mary here, was standing beside Marshall. "You have a strong woman there. It's amazing she's still here. She is a fighter."

Marshall nodded, his jaw tense, eyes tearing up. "She's my partner."

"She's more then that..." The EMT smiled and headed back to the elevator, back to the chopper, leaving Marshall standing there silently agreeing. She was everything to him.

"Sir?" A nurse touched him on the shoulder. "Are you with the Marshal that was just brought in?" Marshall nodded. "We have a private waiting room for you, a Marshal McQueen arranged it. He said he would be a few hours as he wrapped up the scene." She led him to the room and he sat down in one of the chairs, feeling all the energy leave him.

His mind was running through everything that happened the last few hours. He knew it would be hours, before they knew anything more on Mary. He pulled out his phone and googled the song Mary mentioned. He found a site that gave lyrics and he smiled at the band name.

Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol

We ll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting full of life.

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around out heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world
Forget what were told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
It's here in your perfect eyes
They're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world.

By the time he finished reading the lyrics, he was sobbing. "Oh Mare..." His chest tight. The image of her, bleeding out in the chopper, flashed through his mind. "Don't you dare give up Mare." He leaned his head against the wall, his crying slowed, wiping his face, closed his eyes and waited.