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

Embracing the Messy

'Four weeks, it's been four weeks and nothing new from Stan.' Mary sighed frustrated at the lack of news. 'Admittedly, I am enjoying the time off with Marshall.' She smiled. 'It is scary, how easy our relationship is. I love him...I just wish we were here without the stress of the case.'

"Mare, you are turning into a sun worshipper." Marshall stepped out onto the deck, admitting Mary laying there tanning. 'God, she is gorgeous.'

"I have always been a sun worshipper, you just never had front row seats before." She smirked, her eyes still closed as she lay there.

"Yes, but you are never really tan."

"Have you met my mother and sister? They have interrupted me the last three years. I wear sunblock, I don't do it to toast myself." She lifted her head up to stare at him. "I enjoy the feel of the heat on my skin." She flashed him a grin.

"Hmmm, I can think of something else...to heat our skin." Marshall grinned loving the banter.

"Pervis, you really have a one track mind." Mary laughed

"Only for you, babe."

"Babe? Seriously!" Her sarcasm in full swing.

"I had to try it once." He laughed as he knelt down next to her, kissing her softly. "So, I just talked to Stan." He felt her stiffen. "Bobby tracked down a lead, ended up grabbing one of Monetti's hired guns. That gave ADA ammunition to get Monetti in isolation. This should stop any new orders from getting out."

"That's good...why do I feel that there is a, but in there somewhere?"

"It appears the hit is still out on Sara, but they haven't heard anymore about us. Stan and Bobby don't trust it though, thinking it might be a trap to bait us back."

"Which we can do. Since we are expecting it, could work perfect to get this settled." She could see his jaw tighten. "Marshall, we talked about this. For as nice as it is here, we can't hide forever. That isn't who we are."

"Yes, you are correct. I do not like the idea of you being bait." Marshall stood up and sat in the deck chair next to her.

"Oh, and you being bait is better?" She was staring at him, knowing this was going to be an argument. "I take it from the no response, yes...you think it is. That is a no go."

"Why does it have to always be you? Do you like being shot? Are you secretly a masochist or do you just like to torment me?" His frustration showing full force.

"Wow...alright, since you can't have a real conversation, without being all alpha male on me...I will just leave you to it." Mary got up, went inside the house, straight to the shower.

"Dammit! Son of a bitch...how the hell, can she not get this!" Marshall was ranting and pacing on the deck. "Stubborn, pigheaded woman." He took a breath to calm down, before going after her.

'It's a good idea. I don't understand how he doesn't see it.' Mary stood under the hot water, relishing the feeling. Her bandage gone, only a slight pink scar to show, although the muscles still ached she was almost back to normal. She put some shampoo in her hand and was working it into her hair, when she heard the bathroom door. "Marshall, I don't want to argue anymore." He didn't speak, he just stripped down and slipped into the shower with her.

"Let me." Mary dropped her hands from her hair and Marshall's took their place. He finished working the shampoo in her hair, tipping her head under the spray to rinse it out. "You can't get mad at me for wanting to protect you." She opened her eyes, looking at the raw emotion in Marshall's.

"I know, but if the hit really isn't on you and it's just on me...it makes sense. You will have my back, you always do."

"Always..." Marshall kissed her passionately, desperately. 'I can't lose this, her...not now.' Mary gasped against his lips, as he pushed her against the shower wall, lifting her legs up around his waist and sliding into her.

"Oh god, Marshall..." Mary cried out, breaking away from his kiss. Their eyes locked, she could see everything the love, desperation and fear. He started to pump into her, holding her against the wall, his hands gripped in hips. "You won't lose me...I promise." Mary's voice a ragged whisper, but he heard it.

"I can't, not now...ever." His voice ragged, he gripped her tighter, continuing to drive into her. He kissed her again, rougher then before. Mary was lost in the feel of him, he enveloped her. He broke the kiss, moving his head to her neck and she moaned. His pace quickened, her cries spurring him on. A few more swift thrusts and they both spiraled over, climaxing together. He lowered her, back to the ground continuing to hold her to him, pulling her under the spray of the shower.

After the shower, they lay together on their bed, till Marshall finally drifted to sleep. Mary was still awake, unable to stop thinking about their last encounter. 'He is petrified of losing me. I ve never seen fear in his eyes like that. He is a fifth generation Marshal, he can't be happy on the run.' Mary carefully, slipped out of Marshall's arms and went out to the living room to call Stan.

"Hey...good to hear you too...what are the chances this resolving itself...I know, you don't think I know that, but what choice do we have...we can make this work...will be home in two weeks."

"What did you do?" Marshall's voice startled her, as she hung up.

"Marshall, we can't hide forever. If we want more of this..." Mary waved her hand between the two of them. "we need to be back, in our real lives." Marshall face was unreadable. "I want more us."

"Alright, but if you get shot again...you are deep trouble." Mary grinned and hugged him. Marshall's eyes closed in defeat, as he held her.

"We still have two more weeks to enjoy the peace and quiet." She snuggled her head against his chest. "Tell you what, we can make this an annual thing. Vacation ever year, you know like normal people." He snorted.

"You will never be normal." Mary pulled back to see his face.

"You don't need normal, someone very wise once told me I needed messy...I am thinking you do too." He couldn't stop the grin at her comment.

"Hmm wise, you think I am wise."

"Alright numbnuts, don't let it go to your head...geez." She rolled her eyes at him and he swiftly sweeped her up into his arms, heading straight to the bedroom. "You are insatiable..."

"Complaining again?" He smirked at her as he laid her onto the bed.

"Hell no!" Mary pulled him into a deep kiss and once again they were lost in each other.