Disclaimer: I don't own Monk and I don't own any of her sister characters
Leland chewed on the top of his pen before filling out the incident report on Zach Ellinghouse's death. Normally it would have been easy but this was more complicated. He sighed for a minute as he considered what to do. An investagation or charges on the incident would cause serious problems for Trudy ergo causing serious problems for Monk. He just got her back. He could not lose her again.
"I can't let him lose her," he said to himself, "But on the other hand I have to be honest too. What do I do?"
...
"Monk," Leland said, "I finished the report."
Monk closed his eyes a grimace coming over his features.
"Relax," Leland said, "She was over at his place when he tripped on the carpet and fell onto the spindle. It seemed like she had tried to catch him but could not do so on time. She got freaked out and well you know what happened next"
Monk was not one who normally hugged but he reached out and with tears in his eyes hugged the man who was his best friend. He put his job on the line for Monk's happiness.
