AN: *Warning* Okay, so this is pretty weird for me to type, also the fact this is Breakout Kings, and as Charlie said to Erica in Episode three, "Who knows who we can be dealing with!"
So yes, this is a pre warning, this new case will be a rapist, that means the topic of rape will be in the next few chapters.
I am placing this here as if anyone is sensative to this issue, I am sorry. But I am placing this warning her, but also saying that no 'Rape' scenes will be in this story, so yeah...
Chapter eleven
Holding on
Julianne felt her eyes open with the sound of her alarm; she rolled carefully on her side to turn it off. Glancing over the time, her body was still relaxed from sleeping. Moving the quilt off herself, Julianne knew it was easier to get out of bed, than just to lie around longer.
Moving through the small apartment like area, it had what she needed, a living room area, her bed, a bathroom, true she didn't have a kitchen down here, but she liked eating with her mother now and then.
Julianne stepped into the shower cubical, turning the right taps, the water ran from the showerhead, it hit her face with a quick snap of cold before warming up. Julianne closed her eyes feeling the water running over her body, she brushed her hands over her face, pushing her hair back, slowly resting her forehead on the tiles. Only feeling the warm water running down her spin.
She inhaled, exhaled while opening her eyes carefully. Reaching over to the rack, picking up her favourite shampoo, her focus slowly coming back.
Getting out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around herself, Julianne was idly picking out her clothes for the day. Her radio was playing an up tempo song, softly in the background. Her eyes focused on colours, a deep plum long sleeve top, it could pass for a mini dress, but she found a dark black skirt to wear with it. Glancing over her collection of scarves, finding the one to match the outfit, reaching into the bottom of her closet to take a pair of black boots out.
Thinking back to when Erica borrowed her favourite pair, now she couldn't think of them boots without thinking of the man who'd licked them. Her stomach churned for a second before finding underwear to get dressed for the day.
Elizabeth felt the pounding in her head, the buzz was from the drink, the events of that night were a blur of moving from venue to venue. If she thought for a second, maybe she could remember what happened, but the less she remembered the happier she was.
Reaching into her ripped jeans pockets, she pulled out a few notes handing it to the cab driver. "Thank you…" Opening the door, carefully getting out, her eyes adjusting to the morning light.
"Hey, you've given me way to much," The driver stuck his face out the window, glancing over how Elizabeth was, he paused, sniffed, "No… You got it right."
Elizabeth grunted, "Sorry," turning away making her way to the front door.
Julianne finished making her coffee, when the sound of the front door open, she inhaled watching Elizabeth walk into the kitchen. "Morning."
Elizabeth raised a hand, "Morning," With a quick salute her tone dry; her face was pale, sickly looking. Her long hair was ratty; her shirt was ripped in places, her tight jeans ripped in places that weren't meant to be ripped in.
"You still remember today?" Julianne started to make another coffee, focused on her sister. She knew it was the fourth night in a row that she'd been out. Julianne didn't understand the sudden behaviour change, but part of her wished she had Lloyd around here, he'd figured it out already.
Elizabeth sitting at the kitchen table, her face in her arms, her eyes gently lifted up, focused on Julianne bringing coffee towards her, "Today?" her rough voice felt like sandpaper being rubbed up and down her throat.
Julianne pulled a chair out for herself, placed a coffee cup in front of Elizabeth, her own coffee cup in front of her, her hand hugging it close to herself. "Today, Charlie said about our evaluations…" worried about how her sister appeared, glancing over the clock, "The one that is going to be in, four hours."
"Oh, yeah…" Elizabeth carefully pulling the coffee towards herself, "I'll just need to drink this, shower." Her eyes kept falling. "I'm sober, I just have a come down."
Julianne felt nervous, her sister looked a complete mess, "I'm not, it's just." Her head tilted, "Liz, why are you doing this?"
Elizabeth drinking the coffee, her eyes connecting with Julianne's, "I can," her voice sounded mean, she reached under the table taking her heels off, getting up. "Now I'm going to take this to my room, I'll be ready in an hour or so." Leaving Julianne alone at the table.
Julianne could only watch staring into her coffee cup, she felt useless, she really hated it when Elizabeth would go through these phases, but most of all, she hated that she didn't know what was she going to do to help her.
Julianne felt awkward in the silence, "So, you going to get your licence back soon…" Her smile sweet, focused on the road, but slightly glanced to the passenger seat. "Excited?"
"Hmm," Elizabeth leaning against the window, the weather was better, it wasn't summer weather, but it was getting there, "Got to retake the whole test, but I'll pass." Her tone calm, after a shower, clean clothes and some toast, she was passable for someone with a bit of a head cold, not someone who'd been partying for four nights straight.
"You'll pass, no problem," Julianne stopping at a red light, turning her attention to Elizabeth, her hand rested in her long hair, her eyes were fixed on the window, it seemed something had sucked the personality from her. "You won't need me anymore…" Julianne's voice dropped.
Elizabeth's eyes met with Julianne's, "What makes you think I won't need you Jules?" sounding hurt, Elizabeth shifted in her seat watching Julianne carefully now.
"I didn't mean, I was just," Julianne felt a swift panic wash through her, "Just, you can drive again, so I won't have to, drive you, so you." Her eyes on the lights happy they changed to green, she started to move through traffic heading for the office.
Elizabeth moved her hand from her hair, "Jules," Elizabeth kept watching as Julianne kept driving, "don't think like that, I always need you." Feeling choked up, Elizabeth turned back to the window watching the sky, "I hate when you make out that I use you." Sounding hurt.
Julianne made a turning into a parking lot, "I'm sorry," switching the engine of, "Can I make it up to you?"
Elizabeth took her seat belt off, for a moment in silence opening the door, "Yeah," getting out of the car. Julianne doing the same, the sound of the doors closing together, Elizabeth was watching Julianne over the roof of the car. "You can stop worry about me for once."
"I can't not do that, you're my little sister," Julianne took her purse from the back seat; Elizabeth placing her hands in her pockets. "Don't give me that look."
"What look?" Elizabeth now followed Julianne to the entrance.
Julianne paused, "That look, that is annoyed because you know what I am worried about." Her eyebrow raised.
"Jules," Elizabeth inhaled, "There is nothing to worry about okay," quickly pulling on a fake smile, "so, evaluation," She playfully pushed her sister into the door, with a quick laugh.
"Why am I needed here?" Ray kept looking around the office space. For him it was weird being here when there wasn't a new case, how big it looked when it was just him and Charlie. But then to Ray, he kept feeling the buzz from bringing in the notorious Gretchen Morgan. He leant on the desk watching Charlie looking over a computer screen. "You're part leader of this task force, I think it's only fair you help evaluate both Elizabeth and Julianne." He laughed, "You're one step closer to getting your badge back, I'd thought you'd like the responsibility."
Ray inhaled, for a moment thinking of the feeling of being a Marshal again, to be the guy he used to be. He didn't know if it was possible, but then worse people have gotten good things in their life, why couldn't he?
"Fine, you got me into it," Ray glanced to the elevator, "So, take them on one at a time?" He listened to the noises the elevator made when it got closer.
Charlie gave a quick nod, "Oh, also pulled Lloyd out to do the Psych evaluation also…" He nodded.
Ray's eyebrow pricked up, "You got Lloyd out of Maybelle for a Psych evaluation on two woman who," He snicker, "well, you know Lowery by now."
"I know Lowery, we've been working with him for nearly five months," Charlie watched the door of the Elevator open, "He's promised to do this from a complete bias point of view, and not bring his personal feelings." He exhaled, "Plus it's better than bring in someone else at this time frame."
"Morning," Julianne's voice broke the tension between Ray and Charlie, who'd both turned to face Julianne, with Elizabeth beside her.
Ray broke into a smile, "Hey girls, you're early?" He slowly turned his attention back to Charlie, giving him a worried look.
"It's good to see you, as well as your evaluations, I'll need you two to organise the case reports," He kept smiling, "you don't mind doing that?"
Elizabeth slumming in her desk chair giving them the thumbs up, "A okay boss," Her voice still rough from the night before. Her hand dropped down again before swirling around to open her laptop.
Ray inhaled, "Everything okay Liz?" his eyes travelling over her, he'd known the face, the voice, the way her body was hunched over. "Want me to get my hang over cure?"
"Hang over cure?" Charlie quickly switched from watching Ray, to staring at Elizabeth, "you are aware of the seriousness of these evaluations?" He snapped in Elizabeth's direction.
"Charlie, she's twenty one," He pointed out.
Elizabeth raised a hand, "Twenty two Ray!" Her voice was a little louder.
Ray laughed, "Like I was saying, she's going to go out, have fun," he crossed his arms, "I know she is going to be fine."
"Cos you have the best hang over cure, of all cures." Elizabeth spun around on the chair smiling to Charlie, "Trust me, I took three midterm exams, in a worse condition, and I passed them all beyond expectations, so really, I just need, a moment." He hands up.
Ray nodded, "I won't be too long," his attention to Ray, "you don't mind?" his voice serious.
"Thank you, thank you, I owe you cookies…" Elizabeth held a hand up; the sound of her laptop starting up filled the silence in the room.
Ray pointed, "you bet you owe me cookies," He turned to look at Charlie, "Trust me, I won't be twenty minutes."
"Fine, but I am hoping for a little more professionalism from you," His watched Elizabeth, her eyes wide looking up at him, "I mean it, you're still on your one chance." He walked into his office closing the door.
"I think he doesn't like me…" Elizabeth whispered carefully when Charlie's office door had completely closed.
Julianne starting up her own laptop glanced over to Elizabeth, "I told you drinking last night was a bad idea!" she didn't really want to keep nagging her, but felt it was needed to get the message through.
"Well, I had fun, so!" Elizabeth finished off the sentence by blowing a raspberry at her sister. "Seriously, I just want to go out, forget…" her voice trailed.
"Forget what?" Julianne watched as Elizabeth's face tensed up.
Her eyes glazing over, Elizabeth turned back to the laptop, "Just, forget," all she could say before looking over things that needed to be done.
Ray pulling up to the building just as the Prison work van turned up, "Sorry we're late, we hit a spot of traffic," The correctional officer spoke to Ray.
Lloyd getting out, he stretched his legs, then glanced to the bag in Ray's hands, "Breakfast, or late lunch?" He was feeling good about being out, even if it was as a favour to Charlie, he felt good about it.
Ray glanced to the C.O, "I got it from here," His attention on Lloyd, "it's not any of your business, but it's for Lizzie," He headed towards the entrance with Lloyd by his side.
"Elizabeth okay?" For a moment Lloyd looked serious, he knew that Julianne always worried about her sister, which felt he needed to worry also.
Ray rolled his eyes opening the entrance door, "Hung over," He looked over Lloyd, "It happens, I've gotten her something to help her feel better." With a stiff tone he opened the elevator door. "What?" He snapped seeing Lloyd's face.
Lloyd listened to the door slam close, he placed his hands into his pockets, "Nothing, just, is she normally prone to drinking, it's a problem that could affect her future career plans." He exhaled keeping his focus forward.
"Lloyd, she's twenty two, hard to believe, but she goes out, has fun," He felt the elevator stop, opening the door seeing Julianne at her desk, Charlie in his office. "Hey Jules, where's Lizzie?"
Julianne sighed, "Caught a bad smell," Her hand pointed towards the rest room, "I think she'd going to be having a night in hopefully…" her voice light, her eyes catching onto Lloyd's, "We go another case?"
"No, no," Ray waved a hand, "He's helping with your evaluation," He side glanced to Lloyd, "I'll just place this in Lizzie's desk," He placed the brown bag down, "also, we can do you first Jules."
Julianne smile, "That's fine." Her eyes back onto her laptop, but for a few seconds she glanced up to look at Lloyd sitting at a desk, Ray walking into the office to talk to Charlie. "Lloyd, can I ask you something?" Her voice dropped, she spoke in a soft whisper to avoid people hearing her.
Lloyd got up from the seat he'd just gotten into, he wanted her to know he was going to be there to help, he kneels beside the desk, his eyes focused on Julianne's. He watched her watching him, "I'm all ears," He smiled feeling good that he was going to do something good.
Julianne bit her lip, glanced to where the restroom was, "It's Liz," she sounded upset, Lloyd standing up grabbing a chair pulling it closer to Julianne, not too close to make her nervous.
"What's wrong?" Lloyd lent forward, he looked over Julianne's face, her eyes, it was hard for him to look away, but something about Julianne would always pull him in.
Julianne switch her attention from the door, to Lloyd. She could see in his eyes when he was watching her, he was giving her his full attention, so she relaxed. "For a while," She started, "I mean, it's not like I know what her life's like at college, but." Her hand played with the end of her scarf, her tone dropping, feeling like she was making a mistake. "I don't know why, but she's going out, staying out late, coming home, apart from today, normally she'd sleep all day, then get up go out again."
Lloyd was silent; he felt his attention going carefully to the rest room, "How long?" He asked feeling himself thinking about everything else, more the medication, the behaviour. His mind was working everything over carefully not to make a mistake.
Julianne inhaled, "I, it started Thursday, just dressed up, went out," Her hand going to her forehead, "She didn't invite me."
"So, she'd normally invite you alone?" It was the low whispered, feeling any moment Elizabeth would come back into the room, so they kept the conversation in hush tones. Julianne simply nodded to Lloyd's question, her hand twirling her scarf. Lloyd bit onto his bottom lip for a second, "So, every night, going out, coming home and sleeping?"
"I just worry, because it's like she doesn't care," Julianne kept looking over Lloyd's face, he was so close to her, feeling his breath on her face, relaxing into the moment.
Lloyd felling the pull of her face, "Right," He kept talking low, it made his voice even husker, his eyes looking into Julianne's, "you thinking she's on a self destructive path, anything happen to bring it on, anything in her past, something that can make her want to push away?"
With a shake of her head, Julianne felt worse, she knew her sister, but then when Julianne was in the Academy, Elizabeth was in High School. The girls never really spent time together after that, when Elizabeth was starting out in College; Julianne was being kicked out of the Academy. "I don't know."
"Well, I will," Lloyd started, "Well, I'll try and find out," He watched over Julianne's face, "It's okay to worry about her, but don't let her problems become your problems." He brushed a hand against her cheek, "You've come so far," he smiled simply.
"Thank you," Julianne felt a shiver through the touch of Lloyd's fingers grazing her face, "You're doing our evaluations?"
Lloyd leant back now, the change of topic making the air more relaxed, "Charlie asked, I thought make the most of a few hours out." He laughed, "but don't worry, I know how to keep it professional, anything you say to me, stays with me." He grinned.
Julianne moved her chair closer to her laptop, "you are really loving this," She looked over the files she was going to be printing out to start filing, everything needed to be save, printed, stored and placed somewhere no one would ever really read, but it was all part of the system.
Lloyd stretched his arms up resting his hands behind his head, "Well, it's nice to be able to," He paused seeing the rest room door slowly open. "There she is." He kept grinning.
Elizabeth grunted seeing the brown bag, "Lloyd, are you really here?" She asked getting to the desk. "Why are you here?" Reaching into the bag taking out the bottle, a small box with what looked like a fried egg and bacon sandwich.
Julianne looked over Elizabeth, "Our Evaluations," Her eyes looking over Elizabeth starting to eat the sandwich, "you feeling better?"
With a simple nod, Elizabeth carried on eating her hang over cure, Lloyd glancing over her. Pale, her hair waving down her back, a loose fitted T-shirt with jeans and a pair of scuffed up sneakers. "Good night?" He asked with a curious look.
"Meh, it was okay," Elizabeth polished off the first part of the sandwich, looking to the bottle, "This looks like it's scary…" Her eyes were going to the context of the bottle.
"Trust me, it doesn't taste good, but it'll get you feeling a lot better," Ray smiled to Elizabeth, "That got me through a lot of rough mornings," for a moment watching Lloyd watching him with a look of amusement. "What you staring at!"
"Nothing," Lloyd broke into a bigger grin, "I was merely making an observation," now tensing seeing the look on Ray's face.
"Ray," Elizabeth held a hand up, "He's just being what he is," Her eyes snapped onto Lloyd's face, "A instigator."
The sound of Charlie's office door making everyone in the room jump, his eyes going from Ray to Lloyd, "We're calling the team in now!" his tone strict, the tone of his voice serious, with a hint of worry.
Ray straightening himself up, "What is it?" His seemed to reflect Charlie's worry, his hands going to his pockets, taking in that is was something bad from Charlie's expression.
Charlie inhaled, "Derrick Florey." He said with a worried stare towards Lloyd, "He's escaped from maximum," He exhaled, "Right now, we need to get to work, right now!" he glanced to Julianne. "I need you two, getting everything you can, Lloyd, his personal things are on their way." He stood to his fall height, "We need to…" He paused. "Elizabeth."
Ray, Lloyd and Julianne slowly turning their heads to see that Elizabeth's face had gone completely white, her hand had slipped dropping the bottle to the floor, with the sickly reddish brown liquid flowing over the tiles. "I think I'm going to be sick!" Elizabeth jumped to her feet, her hand over her mouth.
The echo of the slamming door, but Lloyd looked completely confused, "Who's Derrick Florey?" He asked as if he was missing out on something.
Ray clenched his fists, "He's a serial rapist…" His face turned mean, his knuckles gone completely white. "He raped and killed six girls, one lucky enough got free and turned him in."
Lloyd glanced to Julianne who's face also turned white, her eyes kept focused on Ray, "You spent a long time helping to track him down."
Ray nodded, "Yeah, sick son of a bitch!" his tone so bitter, now looking to Charlie, "We've got a lot of work to do now."
"The work van is bring Shea and Erica now," Charlie turned his head listening to the sound of sick again. "Also, someone get her home, she's no use here."