A Monkey and a Psycho

My second Psych story (which will definately beat the first one I wrote) but this time, with Adrian Monk thrown into the mix.

San Francisco. Home of the Golden Gate Bridge and... well, that's about all Shawn Spencer knew it had. He strode along the beach, enjoying the beauty that the beach contained on top of its sands: his fiancee Juliet O'hara. They strolled hand in hand, in silence, across the white sand, merely enjoying each other's company. That was, until they found they found the note. The note that shouldn't have been there.

Adrian Monk shuddered as he walk down the street next to his assisstant and friend, Natalie Teiger.

"Natalie, you need to tell that man about his pants."

Monk pointed in the direction of him.

"What' wrong with his pants?"

"I can see his underwear! Here, I'll just go pull them up. Wait, no, no, I don't have my gloves. Natalie, go pull them up''

Natalie cracked a small smile.

"Mr. Monk, he is fully aware that his pants are down."

"Then why doesn't he fix them? Any normal man would fix their pants. We should probably call the asylum."

Natalie rolled her eyes and dragged Adrian along.

"Come on, Mr. Monk, nobody is fixing anybody's pant, or calling the asylum."

They arrived at the crime scene, eventually, after stopping for every little thing that bothered the detective.

"Hello, Mr. Monk," Chief Karen Vick greeted him

"Where's Stottlemeyer?"

"He retired, remember? You've already worked a case without him!"

"I thought that was temporary!"

Natalie through her hands up, almost in dispair.

"Listen, Monk, we've got a bit of a situation on our hands, that I personally know we shouldn't have."

"Well, what is it?"

Karen stepped back to reveal an ariel shot of the beach taped to a dead body. Written in it, in giant block letters was a message unmistakingly aimed at him

"A Monkey and a Psycho, one haunted by its past

Will join forces together, to make a team, at last

The Psycho knows how to play,

The Monkey will learn the way,

I will kill somebody every day.

Love, Yang

A/N cliffhanger already. Review if you want me to continue.