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

"No freakin way..." Mary whispered stunned, staring at the stick in her hand. "Pregnant...holy shit." She stood up, wrapping the stick up and tearing up the box. She went through the house, emptying the trash into a large trash bag. 'I can't tell Marshall, not yet. He is worried enough without that, he would never let us go home.' She carried the bag downstairs and threw it in the large rolling can.

"We officially bought too much..." Marshall appeared next to her. "Once we grab the last of our cases, the truck is full."

"Well it was that or be naked for six weeks." Mary quickly got her head together and smiled.

"Didnt we pretty much do that anyway..." Marshall kissed her.

"You better not do that, when we get back to the office. You will give Stan a heart attack." Mary laughed and headed back upstairs. He ran after her, wrapping his arms around her.

"Last night in the house, whatever shall we do." He kissed her neck.

"You really are a horny teenager." Mary laughed.

"You love me for it." She turned to face him.

"Yeah, I really do..." She kissed him, her mind still in awe over the fact that they were having a baby. 'I really wish I could tell him.'

Morning came too soon. They loaded up the last of their stuff, walked through the house to make sure they left nothing and headed out.

"I will miss this place." Marshall voiced what Mary had been thinking. He started the truck.

"We really should get that bed though." Marshall was surprised by the 'we'.

"Does that mean...you want to live with me when we get back?" He was looking at her hopeful and Mary smiled.

"Once we get this case behind us, there are a lot of things I would like to do when we get back." Mary turned and put on her seatbelt. "Let's get going."

Marshall nodded, his voice not working as he thought of all the implications that he could take from that statement. They drove in relative silence, the anxiety of heading home, weighing on them both. After Marshall dropped the keys off at the realty office, they stopped for food and hit the highway. Through much debate the other night, they both finally agreed an alternate route then the one they took there. The plan was set. In two day's, Mary would call Stan on the main work line to reveal their arrival time. Bobby left a package for Marshall to pick up, at a local shipping store outside of Huntsville. They were going there first. It was a long drive, but they made it before the store closed. They decided to not stop, to drive through the night and find a hotel closer to dawn. They were both exhausted, when they reached the hotel. Marshall carried the package inside the room.

"Everything there?" Mary asked as she stripped out of her clothes.

"Yep, four vests and extra ammo."

"Four?"

"Yes, you and I are both doubling up on the vests." Marshall gave her a pointed glare. "Just to be safe..." Mary just gave a quick nod, before heading to bed. Marshall followed her lead, turned off the light and climbed into bed pulling her into his arms. "You alright?"

"Yeah, just tired...why?" She internally winced, it was partially true.

"You just seem distracted." He knew he was missing something and was hoping she would just tell him.

"Nope, I'm really just tired." She felt him snuggle closer to her, placing a kiss on her neck. She felt his grip loosen and knew he was almost asleep. She lay awake, lost in thought for awhile, till she finally joined him.

The next day they drove twenty hours to Trinidad Colorado. This was there last overnight stop, before they went home. It was only three hours, back to Albuquerque from there. They were both wound tight, neither able to sleep, even though they were both exhausted. Overall the may have gotten four hours asleep, before they both got up in the morning to shower. Both dressed, putting both vests on. They were thin special high grade vests. They were both going to wear suits back, just like they would on a witness transfer. It would hide the vests well.

"You ready for this?" Marshall was nervous, but Mary being off the last few days made it worse.

"I'm ready. Let's do this." He nodded, handing her the phone. She dialed the office and took a breath.

"Stan, it's Mary...I am on my way back now, about four hours out...I am going to stop home first, then come into the office to check in...great, see you then." Mary hung up looking at Marshall. They got into the truck and started the drive. Marshall sped a bit, hoping to get in with a good chunk of time ahead of the estimate. Bobby was supposed to be watching Mary s house for them and they were to check in before they drove up. They drove in silence, both lost in thought, trying to get their heads back in the game. Three hours passed quickly and they were minutes from Mary's. Marshall pulled out the other disposable and called Bobby.

"Where we at?...Shit...they left hmmm...they rigged it...they wouldn't use a timer, no guarantee she would be there...they have to be there in range, with eyes on the house...call you back." Marshall hung up and slammed his hand on the steering wheel. "We think they put a bomb at your house. How do we play this?"

Mary had unconsciously crossed her arms over her stomach. 'Shit...shit...shit...how do we play this?' "You drop me off, I go in the house and straight out the back. We need a team nearby to pick up the signal from the transmitter."

"Mare...just you? Why not me?" Marshall was staring hard at her.

"I know my house. I will know if something is out of place. It will make me look, vulnerable." She hesitated on the last sentence, honestly not feeling great about this.

"I don't like it...but you are right, not sure we have a choice." Marshall dialed Bobby again. "We need someone monitoring for signal from transmitter...yeah she is going in...don't worry, we have egress plan." He hung up. "I am going to pull around block, to your backyard neighbors. You go through house, out back window. You can't exit your yard door, because it is visible from the street. Hop the fence and get back in this truck." His tone left no room for argument.

"Ok." Mary took a breath. She took her suitcase, dumping the stuff out into the back seat. "What? If they blow up my house, those are all my clothes." Marshall had to laugh. "It looks more believable if I bring a bag."

"You be careful, and please do as planned." Marshall's eyes pleading, she leaned over and kissed him.

"Promise..." Mary leaned back. "Now drive, before I change my mind."

They passed Bobby's car a few houses down, before Marshall pulled up in her driveway. She walked toward the house, waved to Marshall as he pulled away to give him time to get where they planned. She went inside. Putting the suitcase down, heading through the house, to the planned bedroom window, when she heard noise. She pulled her gun, then out of corner of her eye, she saw someone. Very little in the way of options, she dove through the window just as the shots were fired. Gunfire erupted, as the assailant fired out the window at Mary. She ran, making it around the corner of the house. Pressing herself against the wall, squatting down and waiting for the cavalry.

"Where is she?" Marshall was staring through the yard at Mary's house. Anxiously waiting for her to appear, when the gunfire erupted. "Shit!" He leaped out of the car, running through the neighbors yard and saw Mary pinned down. He didn't see the shooter, until he saw them walk out the side door. "Get down!" Mary dropped down to the ground on his command. Marshall fired getting the assailant in the leg, taking him down. The team, ran in disarming him. She was still on the ground. "Mare!" He ran over to her, pulling her into his arms.

It was at that moment, the house exploded. The force and heat knocking everyone to the ground.