A/N: I have literally just been raiding my noughties playlist for titles; this week's title is inspired by that Kelly Rowland and Nelly classic. So the usual: There are probably mistakes so my apologies.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters from Pretty Little Liars or from Rizzoli & Isles. I am just borrowing them for the purpose of this story. It also goes with out saying that I don't own any of the shows either (although sometimes I wish I did but I bet everyone feels that way...).


The other liars had gotten Emily's message and all had dropped what they were doing and headed over to her house.

They were huddled around Emily's bed as they waited for her to explain what happened. At this point Emily had managed to pull herself together and she was no longer crying although her eyes were still a bit red and stung a little. The girls could tell she had been crying but they didn't feel the need to mentioned it.

"It's A." Emily finally spoke up after a few tense moments.

"What?" the other girls had replied in unison. All sounding as shocked as the other.

"Maya was murdered by A." When Emily finished she looked at each of the girls circled around her. Trying to silently convey the seriousness in what she had said.

"How do you know it was A?" Spencer questioned.

"When I was being questioned the detective asked me if Maya had ever mentioned an A to me. I told her no and she showed me all these messages Maya got from A." She paused and looked once again at the other girls before continuing. "A few of those were as threatening as the ones that Ali got…"

"Fucking Mona! I swear I'll-" Hanna's outburst was interrupted by Aria.

"Wait, are you saying that Mona did this?" the little brunette asked.

Hanna rolled her eyes at her friend. "Aria, everything bad that's happened this year was all because of that bitch." Hanna turned her head away slightly and mumbled, "…of course you wouldn't know that" under her breath.

Of course as Hanna was as subtle as a hand grenade Aria had heard what she said.

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked sounding slightly both hurt and confused.

The blonde turned to her friend and explained. "I'm just saying that you got off pretty easy is all." Aria had narrowed her eyes at the blonde and was about to come out with a retort but Spencer spoke up before she was able to let out a syllable.

"Guys, this is exactly what A wants."

"What Mona wants. Mona." Hanna corrected.

Emily who was lost in her thoughts up until now spoke up. "Spencer's right guys. There's no use in fighting. That was what A-" Hanna gave her a sharp look "-Mona wants." Hanna conceded and apologised to Aria.

"Ok so what did these messages say?" Spencer asked wanting to get to the bottom of this.

Emily had told girls more about what happened when she was at the station and she told them all about the "A" messages Maya got. As she was recalling what happened a few hours earlier, the other girls had comforted her whenever she found it hard to explain. Emily had also voiced her worries about what had happened to Maya. She wondered why it had to be her. Why did "A" have to use her as a target all the time? She was truly becoming sick and tired of it.


After Emily had left the station Jane and the other detectives had tried to use what they knew and what they had learned from questioning both Maya's parents and Emily to try and piece together what happened. They had managed to work out a timeline from what they knew.

About a week before her body was found Maya had attended Emily's party. The two had a row, which prompted Maya to run away. A few days later she was spotted at the bus station buying a ticket to San Francisco. Although she didn't make it on the bus because was spotted talking to someone in a dark coloured car. They assumed that she had gotten in the car for whatever reason. Then a few days later her body was found outside of the Fields' house. What they had to figure out now was what happened in between those few days.

For now though it was way past 5pm and there was hardly anyone in the bullpen anymore. It had been a long day of autopsies and interrogations for the detectives and the doctor so they decided that it was quitting time. There was only so much they could do in a day.

They packed up their stuff and made their way back to the Prius.

"So what'd you guys want to do tonight?" Jane asked the others as they walked down the front steps of the precinct.

"Well-" Maura began.

The detective had cut off the doctor. "And I am not going to that Grille place again."

"How about we find out if this sleepy town has a bar?" Frost offered.

The others had agreed to Frost's idea. They had all decided that after these last few days they all needed a beer and well a wine for others.

The four of them had gotten in the car and drove around the town for a bit. They had eventually found a bar, which seemed to be the only one in the town. It was the Hollis bar & grill, it was just down the street from the college that shares its name, Hollis College. God this really is a small town. Jane had sarcastically mused as they parked.

The bar was lively at this time, which was surprising considering that it was only a Thursday but Jane supposed that it made sense. College students do love a drink. At least she assumed they were all students. The quartet had found a booth near the back of the place where it wasn't so bustling. Frost and Jane had gone to get the drinks and some food at the bar while Maura went to the restroom and Korsak manned the table.

Later the four of them were gathered at the table a burger and a few beers or glasses of wine later just talking about random things. When there was some cheering coming from the bar area. They had turned there heads at the noise and saw that some guy was standing on a chair chugging beer after beer as he was being egged on by the others.

Jane had turned her head back toward the others and chuckled. "Ahh, good old college days. Hey Korsak, did you ever do a keg stand?" she questioned the older man.

As the others gaze returned to the people at the table to listen in on the conversation, Frost let out a laugh. "Did they even have those back then old man?" Korsak had narrowed his eyes at the younger man. "As a matter of fact they did but I had more class than that." This elicited a laugh from the others.

"Says the guy who loved a toga party" Jane had chimed in. Korsak had defended himself as the others laughed along.


When they had returned to the motel it was well after 10pm. During the car ride back to the motel Jane had decided to drive and Maura had chosen to ride shotgun. The whole drive back was sombre to say the least. It would've been spent entirely in silence if it weren't for the radio playing in the background.

Once they were in car it was like everyone had sobered up. Earlier the two women had promised to talk about what had happened earlier in the morgue. The Kiss. Both women reflected on it and what had led up to it as they drove along. Each were equally unsure about what would happen after they talked about it but both were most definitely sure about how they felt. However it was that fear that ate at each of them as they slowly approached the motel. The fear that the other would regret what had happened and change their mind about how they felt. It was all ridiculous of course but that is just what happens. Sometimes you just get that little ounce of doubt that invades your thoughts and it will just eat at you.

The guys however had sobered up for a different but related reason. When Frost and Korsak had taken their seats in the back of the silver car a few seconds after the women, they felt the atmosphere change. It had suddenly gone from easy-going to a more serious tone. Although they weren't exactly sure why it had turned like that they each sure had an inkling.

After years of knowing and observing the two best friends together they each at some point or another had wondered if there was anything more between them. Not that they had anything against it or had any weird fantasies but they both thought that the two women were more or less perfect partners for one another. It probably sounded cliché. However, when neither woman had a long-term relationship you couldn't help but wonder. Then factor in all of the stolen glances and lingering looks and you do get your suspicions. Either way the two men would simply be happy for the women if they were happy regardless of their relationship status.

As they drove into the motel parking lot the tension was palpable and the guys couldn't wait to get out of there. When the car drove to a halt Frost and Korsak had exchanged a knowing look and bolted out of their respective doors after saying their goodnights. Within a matter of second the two men had finally reached the refuge of their room.

"I would hate to be in their shoes right now" Frost stated. Korsak had only agreed as both wondered what had happened. Whatever it is is serious. Both knew that much.

As the two male detectives scurried along into their room at quite a pace Jane and Maura had vacated the car and walked up to their room. It was only a few steps but it felt like an eternity for the two. When they had gotten inside they both agreed to get ready for bed first, which had only prolonged the agony but they felt the need to get out of their work clothes.

When Jane had emerged from the bathroom Maura was sitting at the foot of the bed waiting for her. When the doctor had seen Jane she patted the bed silently asking Jane to join her, which of course she did.

When neither of them had said anything Maura had decided to break the silence.

"Jane, earlier when-"

Looking down at the floor Jane interrupted the other woman. "It's ok Maur. If you regret it it's fine."

Maura had furrowed her brow in response and lightly shook her head causing her honey brunette curls to waft in the air a bit. She brought her hand to Jane's lowered chin and lifted it up so that she could look directly into those dark brown orbs. "Jane…" she breathed. The detective couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine when the doctor had said her name like that. "…I don't regret it. I suppose that's what scares me the most because if we go ahead with whatever this" she gestured between them and continued "is it'll change everything and…" she sighed "and I don't think I can handle losing you." The brunette then looked away when she finished.

"Maura" Jane grabbed the doctor's hand and waited until she had her attention. "That's the thing you'll never lose me. After everything that's happened I'm still here aren't I? And that'll never change. Sure things will be different if we start a relationship but I'll be right here by your side, ready to face whatever shit that comes our way." She threw a small smile at the doctor.

The brunette had returned the smile. Jane slowly began to lean closer into the doctor. Eventually their lips met in a kiss. Each woman reacted to the other and slowly moved their lips in response. They slowly but passionately kissed another and revelled in the moment while becoming intoxicated by each other's scent and touch.

When they pulled away from one another they exchanged a lustful look but decided to call it a day. They still had the case to deal with tomorrow. The women settled into the bed. Maura had cuddled up to Jane and once again the detective draped her arm over the doctor.

They had laid there in the very comfortable silence for a few moments until Jane had broke the silence with a husky laugh.

"Imagine what'll Ma say" Jane would be lying if she said she didn't fear what her Ma would say but she knew that she loved her no matter what. Whatever happened though the detective knew that she wouldn't be alone facing it. She knew that Maura would be there right by her side facing it with her.

That night the two women had discussed the changes to their relationship. They had come to the decision to take things slow and as they come but the pair wanted to be open about their relationship. So they had also agreed that they would tell the ones closest to them when they arrived back in Boston.

They had talked until they had fallen asleep in each other's warm embrace. It was a comforting feeling for both women.


Emily had trouble sleeping that night. She had tossed and turned for hours willing her brain to switch off but when her brain did eventually concede to her wishes she had gotten an hour or so of sleep.

However, she was stirred from her slumber by her phone buzzing away on the side. She sleepily reached for her phone and eventually got a hold of it. Her eyes were heavy lidded as she saw what was making the phone sound out into the early morning. It was a text.

"Mona was an Amateur.

-A"

Tired eyes had re-read the text. It took a while for the short message to sink in but sudden realisation had finally dawned on her. Tired eyes were now more alert.

Fuck's sake.


A/N: Too mushy Rizzles stuff? I'm not sure I can pull off that romance stuff but let me know.