One Night Changes Everything

Captain Stottlemeyer finally found himself walking up to Monk as he had finally settled down some.

“Monk…” Stottlemeyer began, “I don’t know what happened, or what’s going on……but you need to pull yourself together.”

Monk just stared at the dead woman’s body and tried to focus. It was impossible though…until the Captain spoke again.

“Listen…Natalie’s on her way here and is worried sick about you. Randy said she sounded like she was crying.” The captain said as he came closer to Monk, not saying the words soo loudly so only Monk would hear him.

Monk looked up at the captain, processing his words.

Oh God she’s coming here!! Why is she crying?! Oh God... I can't handle this!!

Monk nodded his head once and brought one hand up to touch the top side of his head as he moved away from the captain.

He needed to try and pull himself together.

Leaning back he didn't notice the tree branch behind him, and snapped the limb off the tree. Quickly his arm flew out to keep him from falling down. Suddenly Monk felt moisture on his neck and hand. Looking down at his hand... he found it covered with sticky sap and insects.

"Wipe. Wipe! WIPE!!" He began to yell as he tried to remove the sap but just couldn't remove the incredibly sticky mess. Everyone turned as he continued to yell and thrashing about.

Fortunately for him Natalie pulled up seconds after he had begun his freak out.

Natalie flew out of the car as fast as she could and passed Randy and Leland without even a glance towards them. Quickly she extracted wipes from her purse as she ran towards Monk. He was still flailing about when she reached him, but she quickly grabbed his hands and quickly began to wipe off the sap and insects that had crawled into the mess.

"IT'S GONE!! IT'S GONE!!" Natalie yelled as Monk shivered from disgust as Natalie continued to wipe his hands clean with another clean wipe. She left the wipe in his hand as he continued to wipe his hand.

Natalie quickly extracted another wipe and reached up to Monk's neck to try and get the sap that had fallen on his neck. Neither of them expected the jolt as her fingers brushed his neck. Both felt it. But Natalie was the one that quickly jumped away from Monk. Locking eyes at the same time as she jumped away, Monk realized that she looked away as her blue eyes flashed something that he had never seen in her eyes...at least not directed at him.

Fear. Monk didn’t even have time to process it before Stottlemeyer came up and snapped him out of the stare he had on Natalie.

“Monk I really need you to focus. The mayor personally wants us this case. We need this one.”

But even as Stottlemeyer continued to talk, Monk’s eyes went back to Natalie. Her eyes were everywhere but on him.

Avoiding me.

Monk didn’t listen to a word the captain was saying, his eyes glancing from Natalie to the captain.

Did I hurt her?

He continued to twitch. Not knowing what the captain was saying and trying to look at Natalie made him look like he had really lost it. He couldn’t help it. The idea of having hurt her last night had never even crossed his mind.

“MONK!!”

Snapping his head back Monk squinted as his head pounded at the sudden jerk.

Natalie just couldn’t look at him. The second she had touched his neck she had been brought back to last night. In that moment she had been taken back to the moment that she had wrapped her arms around his neck and opened the kiss. Sensations of how he had felt and how his touch against her skin made a firing need and want in her explode.

She had to look away from him, had to close her eyes and try and stop the abnormal behavior she was experiencing. She was afraid. Afraid of what it all meant. Afraid that what had happened had ruined any kind of relationship that she and he could ever or would ever have because of her forcefulness.

When his eyes had locked with hers just a second ago, she remembered that moment when both had been sated. The way both of them had grit their teeth and their breathes mixed as he sweet pain overtook both of them. She had bit down on her bottom lip to actually keep herself from screaming as the sensation finally washed over her.

Electricity had passed between them as they both realized where she had been touching him. Breathing in general had become difficult for her, feeling a rush of heat that she had never really experienced before.

Shaking her head and keeping her eyes closed she tried to snap herself out of this……funk that she had placed herself in.

Adrian Monk is a great detective…he has the ability to solve crimes by noticing the smallest detail…and he’s still in love with his dead wife…

The thought made her stop. Until then she hadn’t thought about Mitch……about how she had made love to another man……and it wasn’t him.

Shame again crept his way into Natalie’s being.

What kind of person am I……that I make love to another man that isn’t Mitch?

With that thought she moved away from Randy, Leland, and Monk. At the moment……she just couldn’t be there. And Adrian Monk……watched her walk away.