In Plain Sight Fic: "Undercover" 1/1
Title: Undercover
Fandom: In Plain Sight
Author: evil_little_dog
Characters: Mary Shannon, Marshall Mann
Words: 242
Rating: K+
Summary: Mary contemplates their relationship.
Warnings: Spoilers up through the end of season four.
Disclaimer: USA, et al, own this series, not me.
fanfic_bakeoff prompt: Tease/Taboo
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There were very few - if any - taboo subjects between them. In fact, Mary couldn’t remember when Marshall had ever put a stop to anything she wanted to talk about, and he was such a font of trivia, he had something to say about nearly anything she brought up. Or that one of their witnesses brought up. Or Stan, or, well, it was enough to say that once Marshall got started, he didn’t stop. Except that one time, and she could still tease him about it, too. Verbal impotence, her ass.
There was one thing that they didn’t talk about. Their friendship, that was understood, though they’d both spoken of it - usually under duress - but still, Mary knew Marshall considered her his best friend, and she wasn’t about to let him think otherwise than the same from her. But the feelings that ran under that friendship, those weren’t to be discussed. They didn’t tease each other about them, they didn’t talk about them, they were just there, and best ignored.
Mary knew how Marshall felt. After all, she felt the same way. But there was Raph, and Abigail, and then the baby. If she lost Marshall as her best friend, Mary knew she’d be able to go on, but she wouldn’t be the same person she was now. So it was best that they kept things under wraps, to themselves, even if they knew.
Because maybe, this was the best they’d ever have.
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Fandom: In Plain Sight
Author: evil_little_dog
Characters: Mary Shannon, Marshall Mann
Words: 242
Rating: K+
Summary: Mary contemplates their relationship.
Warnings: Spoilers up through the end of season four.
Disclaimer: USA, et al, own this series, not me.
fanfic_bakeoff prompt: Tease/Taboo
X X X
There were very few - if any - taboo subjects between them. In fact, Mary couldn’t remember when Marshall had ever put a stop to anything she wanted to talk about, and he was such a font of trivia, he had something to say about nearly anything she brought up. Or that one of their witnesses brought up. Or Stan, or, well, it was enough to say that once Marshall got started, he didn’t stop. Except that one time, and she could still tease him about it, too. Verbal impotence, her ass.
There was one thing that they didn’t talk about. Their friendship, that was understood, though they’d both spoken of it - usually under duress - but still, Mary knew Marshall considered her his best friend, and she wasn’t about to let him think otherwise than the same from her. But the feelings that ran under that friendship, those weren’t to be discussed. They didn’t tease each other about them, they didn’t talk about them, they were just there, and best ignored.
Mary knew how Marshall felt. After all, she felt the same way. But there was Raph, and Abigail, and then the baby. If she lost Marshall as her best friend, Mary knew she’d be able to go on, but she wouldn’t be the same person she was now. So it was best that they kept things under wraps, to themselves, even if they knew.
Because maybe, this was the best they’d ever have.
X X X