A/N: Oh, thanks for all the alerts and reviews over the past chapters folks, like I say I do honestly appreciate all the feedback everyone has to offer. Also tutorwife93 thank you for all the kind words, I hope you haven't passed out or anything but fair point, there is never enough Rizzles fluff/mush.

This week's title is "Breathe", which is an awesome song by Delilah. You guys should really check her out; she's a very underrated singer and she has some amazing stuff, plus she's a fellow Londoner :D (well, a plus for me anyhow).

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...).

After receiving the text from "A" Emily had even more trouble sleeping, in fact she had barely slept at all. She had stayed up wondering what she should do and more importantly who had sent the text. Because they all knew that Mona was at Radley and she most definitely didn't have access to a phone so who had sent it? What did this mean? Is there a new "A"? Emily had rattled these questions around in her mind but as the dawn sun rose she still hadn't figured out an answer.

By the time her alarm clock had sounded she had decided that she would show the others the message before school started. If "A" was really back then the others have the right know, as they are as much of a target as she is.

She quickly got ready and was out the door.

Before she started her car she quickly typed out a message for her friends.

"Cafeteria in 1 hour"

Once sent Emily started up the engine and drove down the street.

Both Jane and Maura had slept well that night. It was probably because of each others comforting presence. Jane had begun to stir and when she had opened her eyes she had seen the doctor's honey brunette hair in front of her. They were once again spooning. However this time Jane was the big spoon. See! She smiled to herself. This is how it's meant to be. Not that she didn't like Maura cuddling up to her like that of course. It's just that this felt more right for some reason. Maybe it was because she was always very protective over her best friend but whatever it was she could figure that out later.

She had checked the time and found that it was still early. By the time she turned back to the doctor's sleeping figure she had turned so that she was now facing Jane. The detective had smiled at the doctor. She decided to kill the time by admiring Maura's facial features. How is it possible for someone to look that perfect while sleeping? She wondered. Jane definitely knew she didn't look like that when she slept in fact she was sure that there was a piece of wavy hair sticking out right now.

Dark brown eyes took their time scanning the doctor's features one by one. After a few minutes Jane came to the conclusion that literally everything about Maura was perfect, although she might have been just that bit biased.

"You know, if you were a stranger that would be considered creepy" the doctor said still with her eyes closed.

Busted. Jane had blushed a little. "So you're awake?"

Maura had nodded as she opened her eyes. She had seen the detective's slight blush and sheepish expression. The doctor lifted herself off the bed and passionately kissed the detective. "But we both know that you're not a stranger." She smiled and got up and headed for the bathroom.

"Well I hope not, unless you always kiss strangers like that" she called out. Making Maura chuckle a little as she stepped in the bathroom.

When the other girls had received Emily's text they all had wondered what she wanted to see them so urgently about but regardless they all acquiesced Emily's request and make their way towards the cafeteria from wherever they were beforehand.

As the other girls had reached the cafeteria they were all a bit apprehensive. After they had left Emily's house last night each wondered if Mona/"A" was actually capable of killing Maya. Could it be possible? Each girl had similar thoughts as they headed to their respective homes.

Emily sat at their usual table as she watched the girls walk up to the table. She was clasping her hands tightly together as the girls took up their usual seats. They waited for Emily to speak but she remained silent still fidgeting with her hands.

"Emily?" Hanna hated this waiting.

Emily had lifted her head to face the blonde girl before she spoke, "Sorry," she picked up her phone and handed it to the blonde.

Hanna took the phone and read the message that was on the screen. Her face had scrunched up in confusion and passed the phone along to the other girls. "A's back." Emily stated.

"Bu-but Mona's A…" At this point Hanna wasn't sure whom she was trying to convince. Maybe it was more herself than the others.

"Maybe we should go to the police?" Spencer always the voice of reason and logic. "I mean they already know about A"

"Remember the last time we went to the police Spence?" Aria reminded her friend. Of course Spencer did remember. After they had given in that trophy with the rat blood on it to the police they had basically tore up her room looking for evidence because she was 'a person of interest'. It was all bullshit really because "A" had set them up.

"Ok. Fair point but maybe they can help?" Spencer said.

"I think we can trust this Det. Rizzoli." Emily stated. The other girls had taken a moment to regard what they were actually planning to do. They had eventually consented.

"Emily, do you still have that detective's number?" Spencer questioned.

Emily had nodded and produced the business card from her bag. "Maybe I should tell them?"

The other girls had looked toward each other before returning their gaze on Emily. They had nodded their approval.

"How much should I tell them?"

The girls had discussed what or what not Emily should say in some depth. In the end they had decided to come clean, well not completely clean. They had agreed that Emily would say that there was an "A" and that she was locked up at Radley but that Maya really didn't mention anything to her. She would also tell them that they had received texts/emails too but she wouldn't go into details about what the texts had said.

When the bell had rung the girls had stood up from their seats and all silently headed off to their respective classes. Each were thinking about the return of the elusive "A". After all of them had found out that Mona was "A" they were all relieved because that finally meant that they would no longer be under that bitches control anymore. They had their freedom back again but apparently that was short lived.

When the quartet had left the hotel they had agreed to drop Maura off at the town square so she could do "a little sightseeing" as she put it. Although Jane was a bit reluctant to leave Maura alone at first she had eventually warmed up to the idea with a little bit of persuasion on the doctor's side. Besides the detective had reasoned with her worry, realising that there were hardly any "sights" to see in Rosewood so it wouldn't take the doctor long to absorb the unfamiliar environment. Before leaving the doctor to her sights Jane had promised to meet up with the doctor later on at the local coffee shop.

The detectives had just settled into the bullpen and were huddled around a desk towards the back of the room. They each held a coffee to-go container in their hand as they sat around waiting for Wilden.

Earlier Wilden had called Korsak at the motel. Wilden had explained that he had something important to share with the other detectives and promised to tell them what that was at the station. Korsak had of course relayed this information to the others and they all were wondering what was so important.

Jane had checked her watch. 9:47am. She groaned and spoke up. "Where is this guy?"

"I don't know Jane but I'm sure he'll be here." Korsak tried.

Taking a sip of his coffee, Frost decided to do something daring. "So…."

The lanky woman had turned to face her partner, already not liking where this was going. It was probably his tone. It was just too nonchalant. "Yeah Frost?" She eyed him as she waited.

"About last night." He was trying to tread the waters carefully. Hoping to avoid a bollocking from his partner.

"What about it?"

The younger detective looked over at Korsak who was basically hiding behind that coffee of his. The older detective's eyes were widened and he slowly shook his head, trying to stop him from continuing. However, Frost still carried on. "We were wondering about you and the doc? Things seemed a little tense in the car." He quickly finished.

Jane had let out a chortle at her partner. "Oh, that was nothing." She shot both detectives a smirk before returning her gaze to her cooling coffee.

Frost had quirked an eyebrow at his partner. He glanced over at Korsak who seemed to still be processing. Before he could question her any further Wilden had walked into the bullpen. The tall man was carrying a file, which he placed on a nearby desk as he had approached.

He fixed his tie, which was askew. "I'm sorry I'm late. I was indisposed." His eyes narrowed and he then gave them this cocky smirk. God, he's a dick. Jane had rolled her eyes at the man.

Wilden had turned his back to the others so he could grab some coffee. Jane had used this time to mouth a "Really?" to her partner. Frost had snigger at Wilden.

Jane had rolled her eyes once more for good measure. "So what was so important?" She raised her brow at the guy.

"Ahh yes…" He stretched out that last syllable for as long as he could. Jane fought hard to suppress yet another eye roll. Such a dick. Her thoughts were very fitting for Wilden.

The taller man had walked over back to where he placed the file he was holding and picked it up. He practically threw it towards Jane's head but she had caught it before it made contact. She had narrowed her eyes at the man but opened the file to read its contents.

"It seems as if we won't be needing your services anymore detectives." Wilden smugly grinned as he finished.

The other detectives looked at him sceptically. Frost and Korsak were both confused, asking the taller man what had happened. Jane had skimmed the contents of the file and cut in before a smug Wilden could speak.

"They're going to pin it on the cop."

Wilden had nodded. "The lawyers are accusing him of murdering the St. Germain girl but by the looks of it it's already a done deal." Although Wilden was once friends with Garrett Reynolds he was glad to see the outsiders from Boston go.

"On what means?" Korsak questioned the man.

Jane had finished skimming the file. "None. They don't have any real evidence." The two other Bostonians had given her a questioning look so she carried on. "They don't have any evidence! What kind of shitty legal system do you have here in Rosewood?" Jane was seething at this point.

Jane had always believed in justice. It was part of the reason as to why she wanted to join the force in the first place. She wanted to help bring justice to criminals. Criminals who committed the smallest or the biggest of crimes. Either way she just wanted to help people, whether it was by bringing closure to a family or by finding a murderer.

But this, what she was hearing come out from that twat's mouth made her furious. This wasn't justice. What was fair and just about this? They were accusing someone of something really serious without having any solid evidence. Sure she didn't know anything about this Reynolds guy but she did know about the law.

"This won't hold up in a court of law." She spat out.

"Well, I don't know how you guys do it back in Boston but they say the judge already thinks Reynolds is guilty so I think it will…" He smirked at the trio and headed towards the door. Before he crossed the threshold he stopped. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out." He threw over his shoulder but added. "And oh tell Dr. Isles I'll miss her presence here. She's one of the hottest M.E's I've ever seen." And he finally exited the bullpen.

Jane had abruptly stood up from her seat ready to go after Wilden. "What a fu-" She was interrupted though.

"Jane." Both calm and authority evident in Korsak's voice. He didn't want her to do anything stupid. That had stopped her. But her fists were clenched tightly, wanting so badly to make contact with that asshole's jaw.

She started to flex her hands trying to cool her boiling blood down. Frost had gotten up to help calm his partner.

"He's a dick but he's not worth it Jane." The younger detective had stated. He was right though. "Why don't you go track down the doc while I go over the CCTV footage from the bus station?" He flashed a small smile to his partner.

"Ok but if you find anything call me."

"Sure thing partner."

Jane had nodded again. "But let me just get my gun first." She walked over to the desk where she left her piece earlier and picked up the weapon. She went to attach the gun to her belt only to see that Frost and Korsak had each raised an eyebrow at her actions and were both staring at her. "What? In case I see Det. Douche on the way out." Then grinning at the two other men.

Frost and Korsak had laughed as they said their goodbyes to the raven-haired woman.

A/N: Det. D-bag in all his douchey glory there folks. Anyways not sure how realistic Jane's reaction was so I was a bit apprehensive on writing that bit in but do review and let me know what you thought of the chapter. That is of course if you have the time but reviews are always more than welcome.