A/N: I do not own In Plain Sight I am just borrowing them for my own enjoyment. Warning Adult Material. Thank you for alerts and reviews.

Embracing the Messy

"You always surprise me." Mary stared at Marshall with a small smile, sprawled out on the opposite end of the couch to him after dinner.

"What did I do?" Marshall was happy, relaxing on the couch with her.

"What didn't you do...I mean dinner was surprisingly fantastic." She tilted her head looking at him, really contemplating everything. "This place is phenomenal, better then anything I would have picked for our original trip." She gave him an incredulous look. "Seriously, is there anything you can't do?"

"Are you sure that bullet didn't shake something loose in your head? Cause you are never this open..." Marshall smirked.

"I take it back." Mary got up, went to the kitchen, pouring herself another glass of wine and stepped outside onto the deck.

"Shit." Marshall cursed under his breath, annoyed at himself for breaking a relatively peaceful evening. He stepped out onto the deck to find her sitting in a deck chair, staring out at the water. "Mare?" She didn't move or acknowledge him at first. He sat in the deck chair beside her and waited.

"You confuse me." She took a sip of wine and continued staring at out the water.

"I am not used to it...I mean we usually do snarky comments. You aren't usually sooo complimentary."

"I know. Forget it." Her tone had changed and Marshall more then noticed.

"No. I don't want to forget it. I ruined a perfectly relaxed mood, I want to fix it." He was staring at her. She could feel his eyes pleading with her.

"Ok." Mary turned slightly to look at him. "Do you really think I am that bad?"

"What...No." Marshall sighed, frustrated that his stupid jab started this mess. "I see you with witnesses, you have the biggest heart and patience of anyone I know. You don't see it and you family doesn't acknowledge it." Marshall was struggling with what to say, worried that he will say more then she wants to hear.

"Why have you stayed with me this long?" Her voice was soft, hushed, almost like she didn't want to ask. "I'm not worth it you know you could do better."

"Don't say that...You can't seriously mean that?" Marshalls expression was shock.

"Why not? My family is a disaster. A bank robber, an almost drug trafficker, a drunk and me the angry hall monitor." Mary laughed taking another sip of wine. "Interfering in my life, my job...let's face it, I am difficult to say the least. I have caused you and Stan, more then a fare share of aggravation and worry."

"Wait. Stop right there." Marshall's tone was rough and commanding. "You are one of the best Marshals and I have damn proud to have you as my partner. You cannot be held responsible for your family. Their mistakes are not your fault. Look at where you are despite all their misadventures." He got up, moving so he was in front of her. "I don't put up with you. You are the most important person in my life." Mary looked away from him.

"No, you have family that isn't dysfunctional friends. Look at this mess, I am cursed. We are on the run, albeit a nice location...not really the point." She looked at him briefly, then looked back away. "You should go back, all I bring is trouble...I really couldn't take if anything happened to you." Her voice trailed off, but he heard her.

"We are partners. We get each other's backs. You are not getting rid of me." Marshall kept staring at her. "You will not, push me away to try and save me."

"Dammit Marshall..."

"Mare, what is going on in that brain of yours?" He grabbed her wine from her hands and sat the glass down. He held both her hands, forcing her to look at him. "Talk to me. This isn't just because of my stupid comment."

"The reality of this situation is...hitting me hilariously we don't even know the whole situation." Mary paused looking him in the eye. "You said you can't lose me, that it would break you." Marshall nodded. "I feel the same way, I can't lose you and this may get bad...I...we" Mary was on the verge of panic and stood up, shaking free of Marshalls hands. He stood, capturing her in his arms. Marshall His arms held her steady, not allowing her to run from him. She looked up at him and he was lost in that gaze. "We get closer and I lose you, it will more then break me." Instead of running, she bravely stretched up on her toes and kissed him. His grip tightened on her, emboldening her to slide her arms up around his neck. The intensity of the kiss, leaving them both breathless as Mary started to pull away. Marshall quickly released her waist to instead grip the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

"Oh god...Mare..." Marshall tore his lips from hers, his breathing ragged.

"Marshall..." She pulled him into another kiss, pressing her body flush to his, eliciting a groan from Marshall. Mary pulled away, startling Marshall, until she grabbed his hand pulling him with her. "Come on cowboy, let's take this inside." He allowed himself to be lead into the house, locking the door behind them. Once in the hallway, Mary turned pulling him in to another kiss, continuing their way to the bedroom.

"Mare..." His face questioning and tone hesitant.

"Marshall, I have wanted to do that for awhile..." Her voice soft, cautious as Marshall held her, his eyes looking at her intently. "I'm afraid you thought if you lost me before, would break you...if we take this further..." Her voice cracked and understanding hit his eyes. "I cannot lose you."

"Mare, you will never lose me." His chest ached with even the notion of losing her. "I will never willingly leave you."

"You are in danger here with me."

"Hell Mare...we are always in danger protecting witnesses. This way we protect each other." The pure look of raw honestly and love shook the words loose from Mary.

"I love you..." Her voice husky and thick with emotion, his breath hitched and his eyes glassy. The next second his lips were on hers, pouring every ounce of emotion he held back, into the kiss. Mary's hands slid under his shirt, her nails along his back, causing Marshall to pull away and moan.

"I've loved you for so long." His voice husky, buried his head in her neck. Kissing and nibbling.

"Marshall..." He pulled away long enough to pull Mary's tank top over her head. His eyes caught sight of the bandage. He knelt down before her and kissed her stomach just below it. Mary grabbed Marshall's shirt, pulling it over his head. Marshall pulled Mary's shorts to the floor, leaving her in just a black bra and panties.

"So beautiful..." Marshall ran his hands up her legs, feeling her shiver. 'Never in a million years, did I believe we would make it here.' He slid his hands up her sides and stood before her.

Mary ran her hands down Marshall's chest, admiring. His eyes fell shut, caught in the rapture of the sensations her hands elicited. 'God, I love him so much.' She circled him standing behind him, pressing herself against his back. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Pushed them off his hips, letting them pool at his feet. "Briefs... hmm, always wondered if you were a boxers or briefs man." She huskily whispered and he gasped, as she stroked him through the thin material. Hooking her thumbs in the waistbands, she pushed the last barrier from Marshall's body. Mary gripped him, stroking him slowly.

"Ohh god Mary." He turned, breaking her grip on him. He deftly unclasped her bra and ripped her panties from her body.

"Ohhh..." Mary's breathing was heavy, as Marshall backed them to the bed. He gently lowered Mary onto the bed, their bodies floating through the sheer curtains. Marshall kissed her, sliding his hands down her body, causing her to arch toward him. His lips burned a trail down her neck, finally capturing her nipple in his mouth. Marshall yes She ran her nails up his neck into his hair, causing him to shiver. His hand slid down her body, pulling her leg up around him. Mary grabbed his head and pulled him towards her, kissing him roughly. Marshall was settled between her legs, their kiss stoking an inferno far out of either of their control. Mary arched her hips, pushing the tip of his cock into her. They both gasped, their eyes locking as he slowly slid fully into her.

"Mare, oh god...love you so much." He leaned down gently kissing her. "Mine." He practically growled it, as he started to pump into her.

"Yes! Oh Marshall." She matched his rhythm, finally wrapping her legs around him. Taking him deeper and pulling deep moans from him.

"Mine..." Marshall buried his head into her neck. "My beautiful warrior, oh god...Mare I love you so fucking much." His words sent her body on fire, deep tingles from her groin to her head as all thought left her. Her body contracted around him and they both reached oblivion, crying out each others names.

"Wow..." Mary breathing finally slowing, she looked up at him in awe.

"Wow doesn't quite cover it." Marshall mumbled, kissing her again as he pulled out of her to lie beside her. He gently pulled her beside him and she rested her head on his chest.

"Yeah, more like...should have done that years ago." Mary smiled into his chest, Marshall laughed.

"Yes well, I was waiting for you to catch up with me." Marshall smirked, when she didn't reply he looked down to see she was sound asleep. He drifted to sleep smiling.