Sincerest apologies all. As soon as I started planning these chapters my muse (and my time) fled. figures. Life intervenes.
Originally I hadn't thought of writing one for Faber. But when one of you mentioned it in the reviews it really got my mind going. This one is shorter by far than the others but don't worry Stan is next and his chapter is practically finished. A Wedding for Valentines Day I promise!
Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to own IPS, they can keep Faber.
Through Faber's Eyes
They were U.S. Marshall's and Witsec inspectors to boot, it wasn't like he was expecting a spread in the commitments column. Or, given his history with the pair, an engraved invitation. Still it was a shock when he heard it through the inter office grape vine that two US Marshals, partners, were getting hitched without much complaint from the higher ups.
Almost unheard of, it smelt of scandal, coercion... and for him it seemed like too much of a coincidence.
He called down to Albuquerque to 'follow up' getting the information he wanted out of that new kid before he'd even dropped the question.
It was them all right, Marshall and Mary were getting married and no one was contesting it nor questioning their continued partnership. There was talk that there was a precedent for this type of thing and Washington had just let it go. Covered their asses more like, he snorted.
Washington had no doubt realized something that anyone who'd spent a significant time with Mary and Marshall knew. Each of the Marshal's kept the other in check. The push and pull of their personalities perfectly matched to bring out the best and tame the worst of both of them.
He had his doubts for them as a couple but never as partners. Even when he thought he might have something with Mary he knew that there would be a part of her that always and only belonged to Marshall. He'd tried to live with that, a small price to pay for a short time spent with one Mary Shannon. But fact was, she wasn't complete without that piece. Mary shined so bright because Marshall was one step behind her, without him she was not the same.
Letting out a breath he decided to be happy for them. Kitten would have her cake and eat it too. Who was he to stand in the way of that? Really?