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Embracing the Messy

Marshall sat with Mary, both lost in thought on how to bring James Shannon down. Mary lifted her head, stared off at the wall with a look Marshall knew too well. She had an idea.

"Marshall, can you grab me a notebook?" She gave him a hard stare to ensure he didn't question it.

"Suure." He stepped out, looking at her questioning. He grabbed a pad of paper and pen from the nurse's station. "Here you go."

"Thanks. You really should get some rest." He looked at her, raising an eyebrow, as she was quickly writing on the pad he just provided. 'BUGGED' Recognition dawned on his face as she wrote more.

"Yeah, but I don t want to leave you."

She held the paper up for him again as she replied. 'CALL STAN. GET ROOM, SAFE HOUSE, TRUCK, STAN & YOUR HOUSE CK'D' "You can have them bring you in a cot or better yet you can join me up here."

"A cot it is then, I am not leaving and you need your rest." He smiled. "Let me see what they can do. Right back." Marshall stepped out using the disposable phone to call Stan. "Stan...yeah going to stay with Mare tonight...she's ok...thanks .oh by the way, odd question have you been watering my plants while we were away?...you're the best ..yeah we are good all around...thanks again, see you tomorrow." Marshall hung up, knowing Stan understood what he was implying and went back to Mary's room. "No cots, chair it is."

"Offer is still open to share." Mary smiled, patting the bed next to her and he gently hopped in next to her. It would be easier for them to write back and forth this way.

Marshall: How did you know?
Mary: It s what I would do. We need plan.
Marshall: Need secure place to TALK
Mary: Hoping safe house is clear. Betting all our places aren t.
Marshall: This is not good. U ok? (He looked at her concerned)
Mary: No. Who the hell is he? Do you think Jinx knows more then she has told me?
Marshall: Doubt it. (Mary smirked)
Mary: We shouldn t take out all the bugs.
Marshall: RISKY
Mary: Use to our advantage. Bait.
Marshall: You are seriously going to give me heart failure.
Mary: Trust me. Plus he will not hurt me.
Marshall: I trust you. I do not trust him.
Mary: Sorry :(
Marshall: Not your fault.

Marshall kissed her head and she snuggles against him. Their conversation finished for now, as she drifts asleep in his arms.

Stan was waiting outside the hospital as Marshall and Mary walk out. They get into the back of his car and wait for him to talk to ensure it is safe.

"We are clear." Stan looks at them both in the rear view, as he pulls away from the hospital.

"Thanks Stan..." Marshall smiled. "...knew you would get my message."

"How did you know?"

"Mary."Marshall smiled at Stan, who was still glimpsing at them in the rear view.

"It's what I would do, if I were him." The annoyance in her voice, wasn't lost on either of them.

"You were right. Truck, Office, My house and Marshall are all bugged. I left them in, till we determine next steps. Safe house is clear, we are heading there now."

"I normally love it when I'm right, but I am just not feeling it today." Mary grumbled. "We should leave the bugs, figure a way to bait him somewhere soon." Mary looked down as her hands, seeing the wedding band still on her hand from the trip. She turned to look at Marshall. "Marry me?"

"What?" "Wait...what?" Both Stan and Marshall responded shocked.

"Marry me?" Mary looked at Marshall trying to convey her sincerity and love in the question, then felt the car jerk looking at Stan. "Stan, pull over before you crash us." He pulled over and turned in the seat to look at her. She was looking back at Marshall's shocked face. "Look...I am not good at this stuff, but when we were away, you said you wished these were real." Mary grabbed his hand that also still wore a band. "You wanted the whole package." He was staring at her, completely speechless, but nodded. "I love you. You love me. We have a baby on the way. Marry me."

He smiled. "Yes." Mary grinned back and hugged him. When she pulled back she saw the question in his face. "Why ask now?" Stan was still just starting unable to believe what he was seeing and hearing.

"Because, I do not want this tainted by my next idea...this is between us and I meant and want everything I just said." She kept her eyes locked on his to ensure he understood.

"Next idea?" Stan chimed in, but the gears in Marshall's head were turning catching up to Mary.

"We get our stuff from the safe house, head to Marshall's bugged house. We go about business as usual for a few days..." She didn't get to finish as Marshall cut her off.

"I propose, baiting your Dad...because what father could resist his daughter getting married."

"Exactly! We plan it away from here, but somewhere we can prepare to grab him. Not our real wedding." Mary squeezed his hand. "We would have to do this where nobody but us knew this one wasn't the real deal."

"It's a good idea." Stan was deep in thought to figure out the logistics of capture. "If, Marshall is ok with it."

Marshall was still staring at Mary. "Yes and we can do the real wedding directly after, we keep it small. He knows you or thinks he does...you wouldn't want a big wedding." She smiled. "Vegas?" Her smile turned to a big grin. "That's my girl."

"Elope. We can't include my mom and sister or he won't show." Mary looked at him concerned. "What about your family?"

"I don't care if they are there, I just want you. Although they are Marshals and we might need the help? Let's think about that." He was debating on that.

"We don't know who to trust, besides the bugs there has to be people on the inside." Stan sighed. "We keep this to us only." They both nodded. "What about Bobby?"

"Dershowitz is cool, he is in. Eleanor too." Mary chimed in, making both Marshall and Stan smile. "What he is good...and Eleanor has a creepy way of finding out things."

"We should check their places..." Marshall thought out loud.

"Already done, both are clear. I don't think they have been in her life long enough to get his attention." Stan pulled out his cell dialing Eleanor and Bobby to meet him at the safe house.

"That's comforting." Marshall grumbled this time as Mary just looked pissed.

Stan pulled up and the three of them went inside. Stan brought in a briefcase, pulling out two devices. One to check the house for bugs again and the other to jam signal incase anyone followed them to listen in.

"Wow...Stan. I'm impressed." Mary looked at him approvingly. "Always love a man with gadgets." Stan just blushed flummoxed.

Bobby and Eleanor arrived a few minutes after them. "What's going on?" Bobby could tell from Stan's tone that something was up. Eleanor just walked over and sat beside Stan.

"We need your help." Both nodded. "We need this quiet and under the radar. James Shannon is responsible for the murder of Monetti and his entire crew." Eleanor tensed and looked at Mary, cringing at the association. "He has bugged the office and our houses."

"Fuck." Eleanor cursed ,knowing it was a huge invasion of policy and privacy.

Mary laughed at her reaction. "Yeah, apparently Dad is a determined stalker."

"Mary came up with a plan to bait him, but we need help." Stan was in all business mode now.

"Of course." "Anything." Eleanor and Bobby replied simultaneously.

"Mary and Marshall are going to go back to Marshalls. Act business as usual. Marshall is going to propose to Mary, as James already knows they are in a relationship. We catch him at the wedding." Stan couldn't help but smile at bit seeing Eleanor's eyes widen.

Marshall continued for Stan. "He knows Mary isn't a big wedding girl. We are planning Vegas. He would buy that. We have a fake wedding to catch him and after capture have the real one." Marshall grinned.

Eleanor's mouth dropped open. "Apparently, I am out of the loop." She elbowed Stan. "When did you two..."

"It's been a long time coming..." Marshall smiled holding Mary's hand.

"Congratulations Man! You know you are the only man who can handle her." Bobby shook Marshall's hand and winked at Mary, who laughed. "Where in Vegas?"

"For the bait, should be a small wedding place, not a hotel. Easier to set up and ensure we have all points covered." Marshall was thinking hard. "We will let you know soon." Marshall looked to Mary.

"Let's say...three days from now, he proposes. We do wedding over the weekend...Saturday. That would give us eight days to get everything ready to roll." Mary hoped that was enough time, although the idea of her Dad listening in on her life with Marshall made her angry.

"Agreed." Stan sounded confident in the plan, which made Mary feel better. "Let's get you two home."