AN: Well I am pretty sure it's fate, I found my memory stick that I had lost, plus I have been getting inspired more, plus I will be doing my version of season three, cos I am still pretty pissed that this show got cancelled...

Chapter eight
Round two
No shirt on

Elizabeth sat in the driver's seat. The drive from the house to the gas station wasn't that far, but as Elizabeth turned to Erica in the passenger seat she felt somewhat better. "I got a feeling we're going to having this happen a lot."

"Have what happen a lot?" Erica asked looking confused to Elizabeth, both women watching each other carefully.

Elizabeth stopped the car, "Just the fact that I'm following your lead, and I'm the trainee, and you're a..." Elizabeth stopped feeling awkward with her words.

Erica let out a small laugh. "I know I'm a con, but I'm grateful that you don't treat me like one."

"And I am grateful that we're getting one step closer to getting the next month off…" Lloyd butted in from the back seat, his eyes watching as both Elizabeth and Erica turned to face him. "I think we just need to know where that car went." He finished opening his door getting out of the car.

"Well it's one way of putting it." Elizabeth opened her door getting out of the car; she turned to see Erica getting out standing beside Lloyd.

The three of them didn't say anything to each other getting to the gas station counter, Elizabeth being the one to speak up she smiled to the clerk. "Hey I'm with the US Marshals and these two are Special Agents. We're in the process of looking for a fugitive; we believe that you may have got his accomplices on your security video, is it okay if I check it out?" Her voice was confident, even if in the back of her mind Elizabeth was freaking out.

"Yeah sure." The man titled his head to the door leading to the back room, Elizabeth felt Lloyd and Erica behind her heading into the little back room where the computer was that held all the footage. "You'll be okay back here?" He asked.

Elizabeth nodded, "I'll just be sending the video files to our computer analyst." She smiled watching the man go back to the counter, but Elizabeth went into finding the right day of filming to send to Julianne.

"So how is this going to work?" Lloyd asked seeing Elizabeth sitting in front of a computer, she had already taken her phone out dialling the office.

Elizabeth didn't mean to ignore Lloyd, her hand holding the phone steady listening to the ringing, "Hey Jules." She felt her voice a little tense as her sister picked up the phone. "I'm going to send you some footage, and I need you to try and find the car in it for me please." Her voice trying all she could to be calm.

"I just got it, I will be a few minutes, but I'll get something." Julianne's voice was soft on her end of the phone, but it didn't hang up as she kept Elizabeth on the line as she looked through the video sent to her. "While I have you on the phone, I was wondering if you're planning anything tonight."

"Nothing coming to mind Jules…" Elizabeth's eyes catching Lloyd's reflection on the monitor watching her, "Just let me know when you've got something." Elizabeth exhaled.

Erica, who sitting beside Elizabeth kept looking over the video, the fact they needed to find these people, they also had a hostage situation that needed to be fixed.

"I think we better get Ray in on this call…" Elizabeth said trying to ignore the feeling people watching her.

Julianne could hear Ray being added to the call; she inhaled and exhaled looking over her computer screen. "The footage from the gas station is grainy, but I can make out the woman in the back seat with a child in her lap, with one person driving and another in the rear."

"What kinda mother put their kid on their lap, and not in a car seat?" Ray asked listening to Julianne speaking.

"Brittany Spears." Lloyd chimed in looking down to Elizabeth giving him a funny look, "Or a mother who's been kidnapped." He added feeling Elizabeth's eyes divert from him to the screen again.

"Are they still local?" Erica asked into the phone that was on loud speaker.

Julianne cleared her throat. "Yeah I tracked the car the best I could. I picked them up on a community watch video at the end of the block and a ATM camera a half a block from there. The last footage I found was from a red light camera when the car pulled into the dear brook acre subdivision. No video of them driving out."

"And they must still be there, what are they driving?" Shea asked, he keep looking to the phone that Ray was holding while driving.

"Red Camry." Julianne answered the question.

Erica, now getting up from the chair, rushed to get out Lloyd was quick to follow as Elizabeth brought up the rear. Elizabeth could only hear Erica on the phone wanting a gun, Lloyd not wanting Erica to have a gun, and Elizabeth touching her holster completely unaware she had her gun on her, and Erica didn't ask her for it.

While Erica and Lloyd bickered over the phone with Ray about a gun, Elizabeth kept clearing her throat, she was trying all she could to get the attention on the both of them, but Erica kept going on about having a gun to protect them.

Elizabeth stood back and watched Erica reaching into the car pulling out something. "A Taser you serious!" Erica's voice rough holding the Taser gun.

"No further back to the left," Ray's voice was heard over the phone. "Now that is my personal firearm, that can't come back to me with a body attached to it." Ray said before hanging up the phone.

Erica holding a gun in one hand and the Taser closer to Lloyd. "I believe you're familiar with this." Erica laughed holding the Taser out for Lloyd.

Elizabeth quickly got into the driver seat looking to the two of them, "Well Julianne's just text me the location, so we better make a move." Her voice was half filled with authority and part worry.

Erica jumping into the passenger seat looked over Elizabeth, "I didn't mean to insult you but, I think it's smart if you keep a hold on your own gun." Her eyes went to the holster.

"Wait, Liz has a gun?" Lloyd getting in the back seat looked over Elizabeth, he kept staring, but it took him a while to see the bulk where the gun rested against her side inside her jacket. "Why didn't you tell me you had a weapon?"

Elizabeth started the car, "Would it make you more careful on what you say to me from now on Lloyd?" Her voice was soft as she pulled away from the gas station.

Lloyd felt confused. "I don't know, would you shot me if I pissed you off?" he asked, but he wasn't seriously thinking that Elizabeth would shot him.

"Guess that's me to know and you to find out." Elizabeth replied starting the drive to the location, the case had to be coming to somewhat of a close.

Elizabeth stopped the car, her attention on Erica as she started to put her hair up, "Okay, there's the car. They must be in that house, we need to peal someone outside and find out what's going on." Her voice was light, her attention on the house thinking of a way to get someone out of the house.

"Do you remember Manuel Noriega? Panamanian dictator captured by US troops. More the point how he was captured." Lloyd leaned in the gap between the driver seat and front passenger seat. "Physiologically speaking, these guys are in the exact same situation. Watching two hostages with their lives, with a cut of nine million dollars on the line, we are talking a nearly explosive level of stress hormones coursing through their veins." Lloyd lent closer forward to get a better look at the house, "Just throw in a little sensory disturbance into the mix will create disarraying neurological reaction." Lloyd could tell both Elizabeth and Erica were confused. "In laymans terms, I am going to get all up in these bitches heads." He moved back from the gap getting out of the car he stopped then and poking his head through Erica's window looking over Elizabeth. "Keep an ear out for my safe word."

"You really gave yourself a safe word?" Erica asked, she felt like rolling her eyes, but her attention too much on what they had to do.

Lloyd nodded, "Yeah, it's Shabba."

"What's Shabba?" Erica asked feeling confused.

Lloyd smirked, "You know that song, Mr Lover man. Shabba…" Lloyd sung the last part while giving a wink to Elizabeth before rushing off.

Erica watched him leave, but turned to Elizabeth looking more confused, "Did he wink at you or me?"

Elizabeth drove forward a little, but kept inhaling and exhaling, "I think he's just trying to relieve the tension." Her head turned to look at Erica, but shook to look over the other side of the road to the house again.

Watching Lloyd from the car, Elizabeth resting her elbow on the open window biting the side of her thumb, she watched as Lloyd started to put sun lotion on, her other hand playing with a stray piece of hair.

"You alright?" Erica asked making Elizabeth jump from staring out the window to now looking at Erica.

"Fine, good, great." Elizabeth's words blurred together, her hand going to her mouth again, but pulled it away feeling confused. "Just hope this doesn't get Lloyd hurt."

Erica glanced out to watch Lloyd, but so far he was safe, "Just for a while, you and Lloyd." She stopped talking, her hands resting on her lap. "What I mean is you've been weird around him."

"Weird, weird how?" Elizabeth felt her throat tighten Erica was a good person to know tells of a lie, and more the point when something is being hidden.

Erica's eyes searched Elizabeth's face, "You went to Lloyd's grandfather's funeral with him." Erica's voice was questioning, she could see a small twitch in Elizabeth's hand, and her pupils dilated just a little. "Did something happen between you and Lloyd?"

"What?" Elizabeth's voice snapped out, it was hard for her to control the outburst, but she knew she gave it away.

Erica placed a hand over her mouth, "You didn't?" Her voice trying so hard to ignore the noise around them, "You had sex with Lloyd!"

"Why would you say that?" Elizabeth felt her voice tight in her throat, her hands trying hands to keep still. "I mean, shit!"

Erica tried not to laugh, but her face gave her away this time, "Liz, I…"

"Shabba!" Lloyd's voice was heard louder now, and Erica jumped out the car leaving Elizabeth behind the driver seat, her hands on the wheel trying to calm herself down.

Elizabeth stood in the office, this was weird the first capture, well not really full capture of a convicted on the run. Even if it was good to stop a bad guy, it still didn't feel the same without Charlie.

Ray stepping into Charlie's old office, his stuff was on the desk as he took a step back looking to his team. "Who moved my boxes?" He asked openly.

"I did it." Julianne replied without any fear or guilt, her hands shuffling things on her desk while knowing that he wasn't going to be happy with it. "It's your office now." She added trying to make him see reason.

Ray didn't speak for a few moments, but then he exhaled, "You get that thing I asked for?" He asked watching Julianne hand him a band as he wrapped it around his marshal badge.

"I need you to sign the grief counseling document." Julianne moved the document to the top of her pile of paper work looking over Ray. "I have to fax it over." She glanced to the rest of the team who all looked worn out.

"Lloyd you talk to everyone?" Ray asked Lloyd.

Lloyd sat on a desk flicking through a magazine, "I did Raymond, but nobody talked back… Well Liz did some talking, but aside from that is kinda puts a damper on the process."

"Funny coming from someone who didn't have to do the talking…" Erica said.

Lloyd glanced up to her, "Well nobody asked me." His reply was cold, his voice almost dead.

"How are you dealing with Charlie's death Lloyd?" Julianne was the one to speak up, her voice calm as she looked from Elizabeth standing by her desk, to Lloyd on his own.

"I'll tell you, as you all know I don't have a problem sharing my feelings." There was a long pause, Lloyd's voice calm, but the kind of calm that wasn't calming to hear. "I feel guilty." Lloyd finally spoke up, "I feel like I am the first link in a chain that lead to Charlie's murder." His voice so filled with controlled calm, Elizabeth didn't know how to react, part of her wanting to hug him, the other wanted to tell him it wasn't his fault, but her feet stuck her to the ground where she stood listening.

"You can't lay that on yourself." Julianne spoke up her voice was serious.

Lloyd turned to face her, "I was sent in as an expert government witness on Damien's case. I recommended he'd be committed and sedated for the rest of his life. They didn't listen to me."

"Well that's their fault not yours!" Elizabeth snapped, she felt pissed that Lloyd could put so much blame on himself.

Lloyd's attention to Elizabeth now, since him getting out of the car, since everything happening in between, he was more confused than ever. "I didn't properly make my argument." He inhaled. "When you're a twenty four and have been a doctor for six years, you think you know everything, and when people don't agree with you. You write them off as morons and move on, but I should have pushed back. I should have done something to make them see who Damien really was. But I didn't do my job and ten years later a good man dies."

Everyone stood watching Lloyd, Elizabeth glanced around to see Ray looking over Lloyd, his arms folded tight across his chest. "Get off the cross Lloyd, we need the wood." Ray finally said looking serious to Lloyd.

"Okay," Lloyd got down from the desk he was sitting on, "We're not ready to talk about this." He stated while trying to feel less of an idiot. "At least not with each other." He pointed out feeling it needed to be said. "It's perfectly understandable and not in the least unexpected. But I am here in you change your mind." Lloyd looked around, "And I'm going to say what we're all feeling, and that's I miss the guy. I miss Charlie."

Shea kept thinking, he glanced up, "We shouldn't be morning the guy."

"Just because you didn't get along with the guy, doesn't mean you get to talk shit about him cos he's dead." Ray's voice broke the silence.

Shea moved from his spot, he walked carefully towards the group, "I'm not, I'm with Lloyd, we should honor the man. Make a toast or something to celebrate his life."

Erica got to her feet; she headed to the door looking to everyone. "I'll be right back."

Elizabeth watched as Erica walked out, her hands going into her pockets rocking on the balls of her feet. "I…" her eyes looked over to Lloyd for a few seconds.

For them moments Elizabeth could feel Lloyd watching her, but both of them didn't say anything before hearing Erica coming back to the room holding a bottle of booze and six glasses.

Ray glanced up from a desk looking over Erica, "I'm not even going to ask…" He held the bottle watching Erica put the glasses down on a desk.

"Don't," Erica chimed in, she watched as everyone joined her around the desk. Ray still holding the bottle of booze, he started to pour the drink into the six glasses in front of him.

Elizabeth stood beside Julianne, her eyes every so often watching her sister. The drinks on the table full, Elizabeth watched as Ray picked up a glass and everyone followed suit.

"Since it was your idea, want to do the honors?" Ray's voice was calm looking over to Shea holding his own drink in hand.

Shea lifted his glass up, "To Charlie, a good man gone too soon." His voice filled with respect, but most of all the hint of respect.

Everyone else chiming in "To Charlie," before knocking the drink back, the only sound was the glasses touching the desk again.

Ray reached into his back pocket placing some gum on the table, "Chew some so they don't smell anything on your breath." He started to walk away to his new office.

Erica walked out of the changing room she was using, her eyes snapped onto Elizabeth waiting for her. "Jesus you scared me," Her hand placed over her chest feeling herself calm down.

"Sorry, it's just we never got to finish that conversation. The one in the car," Elizabeth rocked on her feet with her hands in her pockets.

Erica nodded, "I think I know what you're going to say, and if you want me to be honest I don't know what happened between you and Lloyd, but I'm not going to say anything to anyone about it. I just need to ask why?"

Elizabeth felt the need to bite onto her lip, fighting it with everything she finally let out a sigh. "I guess I felt bad for him, and it's no excuse, but at the time it just felt like something I had to do." Her hands moved from her pockets feeling it was safe to open up to Erica.

Erica tried to keep a poker face, but deep down she knew how Julianne and Lloyd felt for each other, so why would Lloyd mess it up by having sex with Julianne's sister. "I'll keep this to myself, just try and stop acting weird; it's a dead giveaway that you're hiding something."

"I'm trying," Elizabeth exhaled.

Erica nodded, but her attention going to Julianne behind Elizabeth. "The van to Maybelle is here?" Julianne spoke up, she had a feeling she walked into a conversation that didn't want her involved.

"I'm on my way," Erica smiled watching Julianne walk away, her hand rested on Elizabeth's shoulder. "Anything you wanna talk to me about, you know I'll listen."

"Thank you," Elizabeth now watched Erica heading to the lift, Lloyd and Shea waiting to go back to prison.