Authors Note: I don't own Monk or anybody found in this fic. Other than that please ingnore my spelling mistakes and enjoy it.
It started off as a huge celebration for and a fun day out of a certain Mr. Monk and Natalie. It took 20 minutes for Natalie to persuade Monk to take a break from his work and get out the house for a day to go to the fair in honor of Terri Clark.
"Come on, it'll be fun! We can ride the rollercoaster and enter that pie eating contest." Natalie said, tugging at Monk's arm.
"Natalie, there's too many people there…" Monk protested
"We'll stay together the whole time."
They immediately went to one of the many stands selling something. Monk went for the stands that were selling white shirts. Natalie was looking at the stand next to it, selling jewelry. They looked around for 10 minutes when they heard a scream that filled the air.
"Ahhh, what was that?" Monk asked, surprised. He had become used to that, being a detective, but he didn't expect it on that day.
"I don't know, but let's check it out."
They both ran towards the noise, through crowds and corners until they saw Leland and Randy trying to calm a frantic Terri.
"He stole my guitar! It was priceless; it was given to me by Johnny Cash!"
"Calm down, we'll get Monk on the case Ms. Clark," said Leland.
"Are you the famous Terri Clark?" Natalie asked, wanting clarification.
"Yes, sorry, I'm normally not this pathetic mess but my priceless one of a kind guitar was stolen. Normally I would chase him and give him a Xena Warrior Princess move, which I try but he got away." Terri said.
"Are you the Monk they were talking about?" She asked walking up to him. Monk was a huge fan of Terri Clark, after Willie Nelson, so he tried to get his words out.
"Y-yes."
"Sorry to break this meet and greet but exactly what happend?' Natalie asked, facing Terri.
"Well, I was walking back to my tour bus when I was confronted by two guys. One of them said give me your guitar and no one gets hurt. I instantly knew they were bad guys so I defended myself and knocked out one of the guys. Unfortunlety the other one push me down to the ground and took my guitar and ran off towards the road over there." She explained, pointing to the road.
"What kind of guitar was it?" Monk asked.
"It was an acostic guitar and Johnny had it personalized for me. You can tell that one was mine because inside theres a little Canadian flag with the words "to my littlest fan," and he signed it."
"Thats the guy you knocked out?" Monk asked, noticing the guy a few feet away. They all walked over to see if there was clue as too what they were planning. Monk noticed a piece of paper sticking out of the front pocket.
"This guy looks familar to me for some reason." Terri said out loud.
"This note says get Terri Clark's guitar and bring it to a M.H. AB. We have to go a M.H Canada." Monk said.
"M.H, thats Medicine Hat Monk."
"Thanks Natalie, can always count on you."
"I have a feeling thats where the other guy is headed," Terri started, noticing everyone is looking at her, "I'm...uhh pychic, visions and all." She said, her voice getting a little lower.
"Thats great, that'll help us solve this case faster." Natalie said. Terri just smiled.
"Looks like we're all going to Medicine Hat," Randy said, excited about taking a trip, but that quickly vanished.
"No, you're staying with me. Monk, you and Natalie go with Terri on this case and call me when you solved it." Leland said, "I got other cases to take care off."