Disclaimer: Neither Rizzoli & Isles nor Scott & Bailey belong to me. I am merely borrowing the characters.

Lake Ontario, US/Canada border

Maura was uncomfortable. She was in a small compartment hidden behind a panel in the main cabin. The boat had been taking her across lake Ottawa for what seemed like an eternity. Then the board was removed and the captain of the vessel beckoned her out silently. He motioned her to go up the stairs to the deck.

Maura saw that the boat had docked. The captain motioned for her to disembark. She did.

"Welcome to Canada Mademoiselle" said a man on the shore. "Here is your new passport, driver's licence and you plane tickets to Glasgow Scotland, you will be met by someone holding a name sign for 'Jones Industrial'. As you will see from your passport your name is now 'Sonia Dubrowski', Canadian citizen, resident in New York for many years but recently returned to Toronto where you grew up. You are flying to Glasgow to talk to a potential designer for your biomedical business."

Maura was confused, but somewhere in her brain she took all this in.

"You are to drive to Toronto airport, leave the car in the value parking lot with the parking ticket inside. Your flight details are on your air ticket."

Maura was feeling more and more wretched as she listened, she was wondering why she had allowed herself to wander so far from her life's path. She knew she could just go to a Canadian police station and say she'd been kidnapped, but that wasn't true. And neither was the name on her passport. And she was acutely aware that she was very bad at lying. Something which, either way, she was going to have to improve if she was going to survive.

Maura went along with the plan. She parked the car, got the luggage they had packed for her out and got the bus to the terminal. There she waited for her flight to Glasgow. It would be a long wait it was now about 10am in Toronto and the flight didn't take off for another nine and a half hours. Maura decided to check in and get a book to read. Checking in and passport control went very smoothly.

XXxXX

4:15pm Manchester, UK

Passport control had not only gone smoothly from Maura's point of view. Within minutes facial recognition software had done it's job and revealed 'Sonia Dubrowski' as Maura Isles. This fact was now known to DSI Dodson, who made a decision not to share the information with her team, particularly not the American part of wasn't that she didn't trust Jane Rizzoli, she just didn't see the point of telling her.

The UK Border Agency however knew and they knew what to do. They would stop a hopefully bleary eyed Maura and put tracking devices in her luggage and in her. The second part of this was risky, and they had never done it before. But if it worked they'd be doing it more and more.

The British had made a request to the Canadians that the US authorities not be told that they knew where Maura was. The Canadians agreed to keep the information secret for 48 hours.

XXxXX

8:00 am next day Glasgow Airport Scotland

Maura had got through passport control and was now standing in baggage claim.

She looked for her flight on the board. It seemed to be taking a long time to come through.

Meanwhile in another part of the airport a security guard, who actually worked for MI5, was putting the first tracking device into Maura's luggage. This one was intended to be easyish to find. The second one, to be inserted by customs would be harder and the one on Maura's person they hoped wouldn't be found at all.

Finally at about 8:15 am Maura's bag came round the carousel. She picked it up and in her tiredness went through the red 'something to declare' channel which caused a rapid reassigning of customs staff.

"This way madam!" said the official.

Maura followed.

"I am sorry but I intended to go through the green channel. Can I not just go back." Maura asked.

"Follow me madam." repeated the official. Maura was now in front of a custom's desk.

"Madam please put your case on the desk." Maura put her case on the desk.

"Did you pack this suitcase yourself madam." asked the official behind the desk.

"Yes." Something about this situation was making it easy for Maura to lie.

In the observation room ACC Karen Zalinski said "She's lying."

Julie Dodson resolved that Jane Rizzoli would find herself the subject of questions regarding her comments about Maura's inability to lie. She wasn't going to find it comfortable. Although at ACC Zalinski's suggestion this would not be as uncomfortable as Julie would have liked.

"Would mind opening the suitcase please madam."

Maura opened the suitcase.

"If you go with this officer please, madam." Another officer asked her.

Maura followed the officer into a small room.

"Stand on the mark madam, arms outstretched." The officer ordered.

It was just then that Maura felt a slight pain in her back as a microchip was inserted, similar to the ones used to identify dogs but much more sophisticated, flexible and smaller, this chip was a tracker It was designed to last a month after which it would dissolve harmlessly in the body.

The patted Maura down feeling under her skirt. It was all done very professionally.

The search over Maura went back to the main hall.

"That seems to be in order madam, welcome to Scotland and the UK." said the first official.

Maura walked out into the arrivals hall her eyes eventually finding the sign Jones Industrial. It was held by a woman dressed in a suit.

"Hello" said Maura holding up her passport.

"Follow me madam." said the woman.

They went out of the terminal to the short stay car park. The woman indicated a car.

"If you you'd like to get in the back I'll take you to Glasgow Central railway station, madam." she said.

Maura was now deeply confused. What was she supposed to do at Glasgow Central railway station?

When they were in the car the woman handed Maura an envelope.

"I am to give you this madam."

Maura opened the envelope inside was a letter, a mobile phone, and a train ticket. Maura read the letter.

"Maura,

"Sorry about the travel arrangements in the UK, I don't have many favors to call in here.

You are to get the train from Glasgow Central to Preston. You should have a mobile phone, when you know what train you'll be on text the time the train leaves Glasgow Central to the number stored on the phone. You'll be met at Preston.

"Paddy"