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"Have you guys found anything yet," Spencer called out as she was racking through his book shelf.

A chorus of no's followed, to which Spencer let out a defeated sigh.

"Yeah me neither," Spencer responded. "I guess we were wrong."

Aria smiled triumphantly, ecstatic that nothing had been discovered.

"Wait," Emily choked out. She held up a pair of black gloves fear etched across her face.

Aria froze in her spot the grin on her face dropping immediately. She could hear her heart echoing in her head as her lip trembled slightly.

"Aria, what is this?" Emily whispered.

"A lot of people have gloves," Aria said.

"Stashed away in a box under their bed?" Emily breathed.

"It's warm out, they're in storage," Aria shrugged.

"Aria," Emily gave her a pained expression, knowing how bad this looked.

"Can I see those for a second?" Spencer asked.

Emily nodded and walked over to Spencer handing her the black gloves.

"Aria these are women's gloves…there's no way they would fit him," Spencer said. She showed Aria the small tag inside that confirmed their size.

Aria closed her eyes trying to fight back the tears she knew were threatening to spill over. This was it she thought. It was finally over and she and Ezra would be caught.

"So what are you saying?" Aria choked out.

"I'm saying that Ezra may or may not be A, but he is definitely involved. Maybe A is some team and his partner in crime is a girl. That would explain why he has these," Spencer reasoned as she held up the leather accessories.

Aria exhaled still amazed at how they didn't even exercise the idea that she might be A.

"We have to look farther into this," Spencer told her, a somber look etched on her face. "I'm really sorry."

Aria nodded in defeat, the severity on the situation finally sinking in. Spencer put the gloves back where Emily had found them and said they could finish this, another day. She didn't want to push Aria too far and considering the pale, worried look Aria was sporting she figured it this was enough for today.

Spencer offered to drive with which Aria held no opposition as she got into the car wordlessly. The other three girls stayed at Spencer's house while Aria decided to head back to Ezra's. She told the girls she was going home not wanting them to give her a lecture on how dangerous Ezra could be.

Aria ambled into Ezra's apartment still shooken up from the day's events. She fell back onto Ezra's couch and closed her eyes. She rubbed the pads of her pointer fingers in circular motions on her temples trying to breathe steadily. After calming down a bit she opted for watching TV curled up in one of Ezra's sweatshirts she found in his closet. Before she knew it her eyes began to feel heavy and soon she drifted off to sleep.

Spencer, Emily, and Hannah decided to have a sleepover at Spencer's. They were currently seated on Spencer's bed, they too still rattled from their finding's at Ezra's.

"You don't think Aria could be involved right?" Emily practically whispered as she broke the silence.

Spencer and Hannah instantly turned to face her, their faces reflecting ones of shock.

"No, of course not," Hannah shook her head.

"Yeah, and why would she do all those things to herself too?" Spencer added.

Emily shrugged still not totally convinced.

"She looked just as surprised as we did when we found the gloves, Em," Hannah said.

"I guess, but aren't you the littlest bit skeptical. All the facts add up," Emily argued.

"This is exactly what A wants… for us to turn on each other. We can't let that happen," Spencer responded.

Emily nodded and looked down, feeling ashamed she thought Aria could be A. She would never do that, they were all in this together.

Ezra opened his apartment door to find Aria curled up on his couch sleeping. He smiled to himself as he heard her soft sighs. He quietly shut his door and padded over to where she was laying. He lowered himself onto the couch trying not to jostle it too much. He brought her feet up into his lap and let them rest there while he watched the TV on mute.

After a little while Ezra felt Aria stir slightly and looked down to see her opening her eyes. She stretched her limbs and sat up so she was eye-level with Ezra.

"Hey," she mumbled her voice still thick with sleep.

"Hey," he grinned giving her a peck on the lips.

"How long was I asleep for," she asked as she smoothed the sweatshirt she was wearing.

"Only about 20 minutes since I got here," he replied. Ezra brushed a lock of hair that had fallen into her face living Aria's skin tingling.

"So what's up," he wondered.

"I just wanted to say hi," she answered. Aria didn't want Ezra to know about the girls findings afraid that he would stop being A with her. She also didn't want him to worry over something she figured she could find a solution to. She planned on just lying her way through it like everything else she did and deterring the girls from Ezra by creating a new suspect. She was A however, so she had all the power to make it seem like it was someone else. All she had to do was plant some new evidence paired with some cryptic texts and she was done.

Ezra smiled back at her but he could see that her eyes were very distant. He knew something was bothering her but he didn't want to pry. He instead pulled her closer and pressing kisses everywhere on her face. First her forehead, then her cheeks, nose, and lastly her lips.

"I love you so much," he whispered.

Aria cupped his face with her small hand to which he leaned into. She ran her thumb across her cheek and gave him a tender kiss.

"Can I have a drink with you," she mumbled against his lips.

Ezra pulled back and gave her a disapproving look. He knew he was the last person who should be telling people to not drink there problems away, but it still worried him that Aria was so young. Even though he thought of her like an adult his protective nature of her told him this was a bad idea.

"C'mon Ezra," she begged. "It'll be fun."

"Aria, is there something wrong?" Ezra asked.

"No," she huffed. "I just want to have one night were I can just relax.

Ezra had always had a bad history of saying no to her and today was no exception. He hesitantly walked over to his cupboard pulling out a bottle of wine and a bottle of vodka. Aria pointed to his left hand signaling she wanted the vodka. This again worried Ezra knowing she wanted the stronger beverage. He searched around in his disorderly cabinets until he found two shot glasses.

He brought everything over to the table and sat on the floor next to Aria. Without any reluctance she grabbed the liquid pouring them each a glass. She immediately gulped it down and soon reached for a second. Ezra was little more careful with his shots and made sure his thoughts were still intact. As for Aria he hadn't been able to keep track of how many she had drunken but by her slurred speech and carefree manner he figured it was a good amount.

"Ezzz," she garbled. Aria began to climb on his lap and placed kisses all along his neck. She reached for his belt but Ezra hands stopped her.

"Aria, you're hammered," he stated.

"So," she mumbled as she continued to kiss along his chest.

"So we can't do this," he said.

Aria sat up and frowned. "Do you n-not like me anymooore," she whined.

"Aria I love you, but I'm not going to take advantage of you like that," he explained.

Aria sighed and fell into his chest resting her head in the crook of his neck. Ezra laughed at her behavior and ran his hand along her back. He pressed a kiss to the side of her head causing her to giggle.

"Are y-you maaad at me?" she managed to get out as she hiccupped.

"No, why would I be mad at you," Ezra asked.

"The glooovess," she exasperated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Aria, what gloves?"

"The glovesss that Emiilly f-found. And that they think you aree A," she slurred.

Ezra gave her a confused glance but picked her off his lap and set her on the couch. He walked over to the bed and looked underneath. Sure enough the box that held Aria's A outfit had been moved slightly. He ran a hand through his hair heaving a large sigh.

"Your aree madd," Aria whimpered a tear starting to trickle down her face.

"I'm not mad baby," he said as he scooped her up from the couch. "You just need some rest and we'll talk in the morning."

"Ok," she agreed. Ezra set her down on his bed taking off her heels. He tucked her into the covers giving her a kiss on her forehead. His heart was racing at the fact that the girls might think he was A, but he climbed into bed with her anyways pulling her close to his body.

I really really want a drunk Aria on the show haha!

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