Mr Monk and the Shipper

by Ann Peek

(A/N - What the heck. Obligatory nonsense about not owning the characters on Monk. Hope y'all enjoy.)

Natalie Teeger was exhausted as she put Mr. Monk to bed. The case had been especially trying as every one of the 13 victims were either engaged, married, or had young children, so Natalie had emoted herself ragged over the duration of the case. And Mr. Monk had been especially needful of the special attention only she could give him. A hand on the arm, a pat on the back, a wipe, and of course making sure his food was well separated for him. She also cut his meats into perfect cubes, but that was a freebee, since Monk could do that for himself. She even had the idea to tie a bib around his neck so his clothing would not get stained. She almost suggested a bonnet, but figured Monk wouldn't go for that. When she said, "Goodnight, Mr. Monk," she had a special feeling of warmth and quaintness all about her. This was so special she had to express it to her friend Randy Disher.

She called him to her house, so that they could have a drink and talk. They had grown close, as well, over the years. They had a friendly and playful relationship, and Randy seemed to come through for her in a special way that Mr. Monk never could, because of germs and stuff, and although Natalie would like to be romantic towards Monk, she could only imagine him freaking out like he did in the lady parts exhibition when she first met him. And she was sure that, with him being kinda old and a little wrinkly, she might get a little heebie-jeebie-ish herself. But Natalie and Randy understood each other and tried to help each other whenever they could. After they talked for a little while, Natalie said, "I am having these special feelings about Mr. Monk. I'm so happy! But I'm not sure how to deal with them. I've even asked Mr Monk to talk to Julie about what she would do if she had special feelings, and I was kinda disappointed when he didn't say "Go for it, kid!" because I wanna go for it, and he seemed to want to wait for Trudy."

Randy smiled and said, "Cool, do you wanna make out?"

And Natalie said, "Of course. Why else do you think I asked you to come over?" So they made out. There was kissing AND touching, it was as hot as a PG-13 movie. And it was cool for both of them.

"You are such a special friend, Randy. Thank you for coming over."

And Randy said, "No problem. Call me if you have any more feelings you wanna share."

And Natalie said, "Of course."

Natalie and Randy said goodnight, and Natalie went online to blog the whole thing on www.monk.. As she was bogging, Julie came downstairs, a little groggy from the Children's Tylenol Natalie gave to her before bed. "Mom, I heard some noises." Julie stated, groggily.

"Oh, that was Lt. Disher." Natalie told her daughter. "We were just making out."

"Does that mean I'll have 2 daddies?" Julie asked.

"Three if I can get the Captain to come over tonight." Natalie smiled.

"SCORE!" Julie yawned.

The End...Or is it?