Ok so… It's a missing scene for 3X05 because they looked so married seriously…
Of Uniforms & Titles
Abby couldn't remember the last time she had seen Marcus out of uniform. It had become part of him at some point, a key aspect of his personality. She knew how much that vest meant to him, how much that position meant to him. He had worked hard to reach the top of the chain of command. He had given up a lot.
So once Jaha left and they were left alone in the deserted infirmary, she frowned and reached out, resting her hand on his arm. The cotton of his grey shirt was frayed but soft so at odds with the harsh and rough feel of his uniform. She briefly wondered if that was a testimony of how much he had changed.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
His first instinct was to lie, she saw it clearly at his shifting gaze and the way he licked his lips, then he seemed to think better of it and simply shrugged. "There are worse things going on than me getting fired."
"It doesn't mean you are not allowed to… be upset about it." she countered.
He looked at her, his face softening a little. "I'm upset about what happened to the Grounders. I'm upset about what's happening right now. The job… The job doesn't matter so much anymore."
"You love that job." she argued, her voice cracking a little.
Too much was happening at once and she wasn't sure it would end well – or rather she was certain it wouldn't. Retribution would come. Blood must have blood. And maybe a part of her, a selfish part, was glad Marcus wouldn't be with the guards when that happened, but the biggest part knew she would have been desperate if someone had prevented her to do her job. Being a doctor was as much a vocation for her as leading the guards, keeping the peace and defending their people, was for him.
"It's just a title, Abby." he insisted, covering the hand that was still on his arm with his own. "I used to define myself only by that title. Now I have other things to define me by. I'm fine." He gave her a small smile. "Besides… I'm not sure I agree with what I swore to protect anymore. Arkadia wasn't supposed to be like this."
She drew out a long exhausted breath, perfectly understanding what he meant. People had voted for Pike. They had asked for this.
And she didn't know how to feel about that either.
"We'll figure it out." she promised. "Together."
"Together." he echoed.