AN: First things first Disclaimer, no own breakout kings, but this is a second part to the first BOK I wrote, As you are, so if you've not read that I'd suggest you do.
Also I am going to say a big thank you to my amazing Beta reader/editor Spitfire47, it's awesome how much you are helping me with this Fan fiction, you are awesome sauce!

Chapter one
An unjust death
Part 1
New start

There were boxes everywhere, the apartment had labelled boxes in every room, but Elizabeth kept moving around them seeing Julianne hugging a wall. "Okay, people would think you're one freaky something." With her hands folded over her chest Elizabeth laughed at her sister.

Julianne giggled, "It's all ours." She turned around looking from the living room, through to the small kitchen. Moving from the wall she glanced into the hallways where two bedrooms and one bathroom were. "I mean, it's small and we're both paying way too much rent for it, but it's ours, a little place we can be together!" Julianne wrapped her arms around Elizabeth grinning.

"Okay…" Elizabeth lightly pushed her sister away. "You've been acting odd since we've moved in," She studied over Julianne's eyes, "are you stoned?"

"No…" Julianne walked back to the kitchen, she picked up a box and started to take glasses out putting them away. "Can a girl be happy to be moving out of her mother's basement?"

"Yes," Elizabeth walked into the kitchen picking up another box, she exhaled putting cutlery away. "But then I'm moving out my mother's house, and now am trying to work out a life career, cos so far I'm finished with medicine."

Julianne paused, she put the last glass away staring at Elizabeth, "You went all through pre-med, and now you're changing your mind, again!" She turned to face the cupboards looking inside to the lack of food.

"It's not that, it's with everything with the task force, and admiring Charlie." She smiled, "Maybe I was thinking about you know…?"

"No, I don't know," Julianne's tone dropped, "you want to be a Marshal!" Julianne covered her face with her hands. "Lizzie that was my dream job," Julianne cringed, "is!" She snapped making Elizabeth jump out of her skin. "I can't handle it if you get in after they kicked me out."

Elizabeth exhaled, "I don't want to be a Marshal." Her hand reaching out for her sister, "I was thinking of being a profiler."

"Like in that TV series Criminal Minds?" Julianne felt a little relaxed about the whole thing now, she found that she had started unpacking more of the boxes as she spoke to Elizabeth.

"Kinda, but not such a sexy team," Elizabeth laughed sitting on the counter, "Charlie and I were talking, and he's checking some connections he has, plus he said for me to get into the program I'll need field experience." Her hands resting on her knees looking over Julianne, "If Charlie gets the right hook ups, I could be helping him in the field!" She slid of the side with a wink to Julianne.

"Field work," She laughed, "So you're going to go through all this because you don't like the idea of having to pay your own medical school loans?" Julianne said watching her sister carefully.

"No…" Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Okay yes," Her hands folded again, "but mom is a total bitch for cutting me off."

"Mom cut you off, because you called her a controlling whore, you called our mother a whore," Julianne glanced around the now unpacked kitchen, "which is why we moved."

"You didn't need to move," Elizabeth took a box off of Julianne, "but I am totally happy you did." She leant over kissing her sister's cheek.

Julianne smiled softly, "Our own rules, our own place for everything." She stretched her hands looking to all the unopened boxes, "I hate unpacking as much as packing."

"Jules, everyone hated unpacking as much as packing, but we do have our happy helper." She smiled looking to her watch, "Who should be returning with the last of the boxes." She listened to the intercom.

Julianne laughed, "You know you have a lot of friends, but we had to rope Ray into doing our loading and unloading."

"He's a good man." Elizabeth opened the door seeing Ray carrying boxes up the stairs to their place, "thank you Ray."

"Yeah," Ray glanced back to a truck, then to the sister's again, "just hoping to get a case soon, maybe I'll have something better to do." He walked through the door placing the boxes he was carrying down.

Julianne looked over Ray with a shy smile, "I really appreciate you helping us move." Her eyes were looking up to his.

Ray grunted, "Well you two owe me a beer," He pointed, he headed back to the truck to get the last piece. The girls didn't pick a bad apartment, plus he found this to be the thing Julianne needed to start gaining more confidence in herself.

"Beer, promise!" Elizabeth jumped out of the apartment heading to the truck to help Ray, Julianne watching from the front door with a smile on her face, she felt good, and hoping nothing would take this good feeling away from her.

"Liz," Julianne stood by her sister's bed lightly pushing her back. "Liz, wake up!" She now gave her a quick push rolling her over on her back.

Elizabeth groaned, her hands waving, "Jesus Jules, it's early…" She rolled back on her stomach pulling a pillow over her face.

Julianne folded her arms, "We've got a runner." She watched her sister suddenly snap awake. "Thought that would get your attention," Elizabeth smiled. "Charlie's waiting for us at the office." She turned heading out of the room, she took one glance back before closing the door.

Elizabeth got out of bed rushing to the bathroom; it was a quick brush teeth wash before running back to her bedroom with not a clue what to wear. "Shit!" She snapped pulling half her closet out before picking an old pair of blue jeans with patches and a long vest with purple ribbons tying holes together.

"Jules, are you making coffee to go?" Elizabeth looked into the kitchen, her sister looking perfect as always, "cos, I need to get my research on." She tapped the doorframe as Julianne filled up two travel coffee cups up.

"Someone is excited," Julianne sipped some of her coffee handing a cup to Elizabeth, "I'm so driving today." She picked up the car keys to the car they both decided to share.

"Fine, but that means you'll have to do lunch runs and shit," Elizabeth picked up her messenger bag throwing it over her shoulder.

Both girls leaving the house, both looking forward to a new case, Julianne opened the car watching Elizabeth getting in setting up her iPod, "So you think this case is going to be a thrill ride?" She plugged the iPod into the car sound system.

"Well…" Julianne started the car, she back out the driveway carefully, she was still slowly getting used to driving, but she had now mastered driving further each day.

Elizabeth laughed watching Julianne, "Doctor Lloyd Lowery…" She gasped holding the back of her hand to her forehead, "Someone gets to see their dream boat."

"Not funny," Julianne kept focused on the road, her eyes looking at traffic, but couldn't think with Elizabeth's music playing. "He's just not been talking to me lately, so I guess I'll have to make him notice me." Her voice confident as she pulled out onto the street of the office, she couldn't see the Maybelle van wasn't outside.

Elizabeth stepped out of the car with a big smile, she felt the longer she could keep her secret away from Julianne, the easier it would get, even if it meant her ignoring several emails from Lloyd.

Julianne felt at home behind her desk, she kept looking through all the information given on the runner. "Damien Fontleroy, first degree murder on three accounts," Her eyes going over the details.

"And he's cute…" Elizabeth looked over the screen of her computer to see the look on Julianne's face, "And by cute I mean bad, very bad." She nodded looking around, "Accomplice was Brent Howson, both serving life sentences, and different prisons, so maybe a good point to go to Brent and see if you can…" Elizabeth stopped looking over the old court report. "Wow."

"Wow what?" Julianne listened to the sound of Ray charging in. Getting to her feet Julianne picked up a file she made for everyone, "Hey we got a bad one today…" She felt Ray take the file and carry on walking into the Charlie's office. "Okay… No one saying good morning."

"Good morning!" Elizabeth spun on her chair waving her hands about.

Julianne laughed rolling her eyes, "Ha," She now went to pick up the other files for the cons.

Elizabeth glanced into Charlie's office window to see that Ray didn't sound so happy, her attention going to the elevator seeing Erica, Shea and Lloyd stepping out looking to the scene. "Morning…" She waved from her desk.

"Hey guys welcome back, to Shea's Breakout Kings on the menu today we have runner from Connecticut, freshly hatched and gone to the dogs, as they might say, but on purpose. You'll understand when you read the file." She spun around walking away.

Elizabeth watched her sister not sure what she just heard, she was used to her sister's actions, but it was weird seeing it in front of the cons.

Lloyd's eyes were following Julianne, "Uh, what the hell was that?" He slowly looked to Elizabeth getting to her feet walking away from him. He couldn't believe she really was avoiding him.

Shea snapped Lloyd's attention, "Never mind her, something's going down in there." He pointed the attention to Charlie's office.

Lloyd looked to holding the file close to him, "Oh I can translate that one." He then put on a fake Italian accent, "I once at a cannoli this big!" His voice was goofy.

Erica stepped in with a giggle, "Do you know how handsome I am? I am very handsome. You not so much, me I'm still handsome."

Shea put on a fake laugh, "Ah ha, ha, ha. Joke all you want, but when mom and dad fight it's the kids who suffer." He watched them walking out the office, and Elizabeth exciting the bathroom staying close to Julianne. "Lloyd," He watched how the man was staring at the sisters. "I guess you've got other worries." He winked as Ray and Charlie started to talk about the escaped con.

"Alright let's get to work," He the paused looking to everyone, "I'd like to quickly say before we get into the case, I am pleased to say that Elizabeth is going to be working towards getting into a new career as a profiler, and I've offered her a sort of internship with our task force to get her field experience for her course." He exhaled, "Back to the case, we have Damien Fontleroy in prison for ten years, along with his lap dog Brent Howson."

Lloyd opened his folder looking in, his eyes meeting Elizabeth for a second before back in the folder, "Damien Fontleroy." He felt a wash of worry.

"You know him?" Ray asked looking over Lloyd.

Lloyd looked up, "Like beans in a riz ice," He kept walking forward, but every few second looking from Julianne to Elizabeth, "Him and Brent were a team, they targeted pretty co-eds, rarefied the audience because it heightened Damien's pleasure being watched."

Ray pointed to Julianne, "Notify campus police, in every try state area." He pointed watching Julianne go, his eyes to Elizabeth paying attention.

"Lloyd what is your history with this guy…" Charlie asked as Elizabeth chose to zone out, she didn't need to know getting up walking to the break room for a coffee, hearing Lloyd talk made her stomach knot up, her eyes focused forward listening to the conversation. "Did you help get his ass locked up?" Julianne's voice made Elizabeth laugh, but turned to walk back into the office seeing everyone staring at Julianne.

"Since when do you swear like that?" Lloyd asked pointing to Julianne and then looking to Elizabeth, "She would swear like that, you not so much." He felt confused. "Anyway no, I recommended they put him into a loony bin, because the only way to control a person with the need to kill like Damien is to dope his ass silly, and when I said that on the stand it took two bailiffs to hold him down."

"This guy used Hebrew commands because he leant the canine unit was trained in Israel." Ray closed the file, he looked to Elizabeth reading over everything her and Julianne put together.

Charlie stepped out now, "Alright Lloyd you know this guy so I want you front and centre on this one," He pointed out seeing the shock on Lloyd's face.

"Oh I was hoping for a back and off to the side position on this one," He felt nervous, he really didn't want to cross paths with this man again. "This guy hates me, and not like you hate me. Like hates me hates me. I don't want to cross his path."

"Lloyd you can't be scared forever, his partner is locked up in house in Jersey, go see him." Charlie walked back into his office, and Elizabeth sat on her desk looking over Lloyd.

"If Brent knows I'm working with the Marshals he'll…" He got cut off by Ray standing up.

"You act as a Doc on a government assignment, just like the last time you saw him," Ray pointed out knowing that Lloyd really was scared by this case. "So stop making excuses cos you're going."

Lloyd inhaled, he kept looking around the team, "If you send just me, you will get no information." He now turned around scanning the room. "If you want a kid to tell you who broke the lamp you wave a piece of candy in front of his nose." His eyes going onto Erica, "You being said candy, I would say you are some gummy boobs." He smirked, but sees the look on Elizabeth's face as she got up from her chair heading towards the bathroom.

Not believing her ears Elizabeth sat near the sink for a few minutes thinking everything over, she got up leaving the room to run into Lloyd, "Oh shit you scared me!" She placed a hand over her chest.

Lloyd laughed, "Me scare you, how about you scaring me, for a whole month and a half Elizabeth, I have been worried about you not talking to me, you ignoring me, and your actions right now." He inhaled looking down her body, his eyes stopping at her stomach. "I am concerned about…"

Elizabeth's eyes went wide covering his mouth to cut him off; she pulled him into the bathroom again locking the door. "Can you be any louder?" She exhaled running her hands through her hair pacing. "Why don't you make a big banner that says, 'Hey, I had sex with you.' Jesus Lloyd."

"Well we did, and that was very unprotected, and that you've not return any of my messages, so I'll assume."

"I am not pregnant Lloyd!" Elizabeth cut him off again.

Lloyd inhaled looking her over again, "And I am just making sure that I did not father a child, as it wouldn't be practical."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Lloyd," Her voice now slowing down. "I. Am. Not. Pregnant!" She then slapped him around the head, "Dumbass!"

"Well it could have been easier if you told me in a message," He now leaned against the wall, "So why are you avoiding me like the black death?"

"Why are you making sexual comments about Erica in front of Julianne?" She folded her arms looking serious.

"Well. Being after the funeral, me and you," He paused seeing the look in Elizabeth's eyes. "We had sex; we are two consenting adults who had sex."

"Yes Lloyd, I do know, I was there."

Lloyd straightened up. "So why do you care of my upsetting Julianne?" He watched Elizabeth's eyes carefully; she stood with her shoulders hunched, her eyes avoiding his directly. "You've never had a problem speaking to me before now Liz."

"Yes," Her eyes finally looking up, "if you've not notice, my sister like you in a very deep way, me and you…" she closed her eyes, "Sex with you, if she ever found out, and it would crush her."

"You know, aside from your deep shame, I admit I was expecting it, but you was a consenting party, and as I remember the person who started it."

"I know," Elizabeth felt her voice shaking, watching as Lloyd stepped closer to her. "So please, we keep this between us, no one else should know."

Lloyd nodded. "Like I said, expecting the shame, not many girls want to admit to having sex with me, I'm pretty used to it by now."

Elizabeth sighed, "Lloyd." Her hand slow to meet his face, she looked into his eyes feeling bad for hurting his ego, "It's not the fact that I had sex with you, but that if Julianne found out, if she knew." Her eyes went to the door. "It won't do good for either of us," Her fingers brushed his hair aside. "So don't think badly when I tell you no one else can know, ever."

"Okay," Lloyd felt her hand drop from his face, "just between us." He let a small smile slip before unlocking the bathroom door walking out; he stopped to glance over Elizabeth heading the other way.

"Lowery!" Ray snapped his attention. "Get your things we're going now." He watched Elizabeth standing by the window, he then looked back to Lloyd, Ray wasn't sure what was going on, but for now they had a runner to find.