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It was the moment just before he walked out that door, when she held him tight against her and realized that their adventures together were over. He had hugged her freely this time, free of all the hate he had towards the father of Trudy's daughter, and anger of not knowing who killed his wife. He was free now, he was at peace. He was free to love her now if that was what he choose. Natalie just didn't realize until the moment he had gone badge, and gun a policeman again that she wanted him to choose her.
Steven was okay, he was exactly like Mitch, and she had loved Mitch, but could she really love Steven when all he was, was a copy? Was this just because she wanted Mitch back? That wasn't fair to Steven was it? Just to marry someone because they were like your dead husband? If anything her new husband if she were to marry again should be as unlike her first husband as possible. Of course that person would be Adrian Monk, except of course for the part about being a hero in Natalie's eyes.
How could she not have seen it before? He'd been in front of her all this time, completely taken by another woman of course, but definitely right in front of her. All these years had been building to this moment, the moment she finally realized.
I'm in love with Mr. Monk.
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