Disclaimer: I don't own any of the afflited characters of Monk. This begins in the middle of the end of Mr. Monk and the Blue Flu
((This is from Natalie's point of view))
"Ms. Teger," my traffic instructor, Mr. Merriman called to me, "you wouldn't happen to be related to Mitch Teger would you?"
I nodded.
"He was my husband," I replied
"He would be ashamed of who you are today," Mr. Merriman said and moved on. He had no idea how deep that comment hurt me.
Mr. Monk could see there were tears in my eyes when I came out of the class 8 hours later.
"Natalie," he asked concerned, "what happened?"
"It doesn't matter," I said
"Yes it does," he said firmly, "something happened that upset you"
"You wouldn't understand," I said
He put a hand on my shoulder.
"I may understand better then you think I do," he said
"Okay," I said sniffling, "today was one of the worst days of my life"
I told him about what Mr. Merriman said. A look of anger crossed his face.
Ignoring his fear of close contact his pulled me into his arms and rubbed my back soothingly until I calmed down.
"Come with me," he said
"Where are we going," I asked
"We're going to have a word with that jerk that calls himself a human being," he said angrily
"If I talk to him again I would be arrested," I told him
"Why?"
"BECAUSE I WOULD KILL THAT SON OF A BITCH," I yelled and Mr. Monk chuckled
"I think you would be justified," he told me, "but you aren't going to say a word. You're just going to listen"
"Okay," I said, "I could do that"
Mr. Monk's phone rang.
"Hello," he paused for a minute, "yeah but we may be a bit late. Is everyone there yet? Thank you," he said and than hung up promising to call back as soon as he was done.
"Who was that," I asked him
"Never mind who that was," he said, "you'll know soon enough"
Then he marched into the classroom.
"Mr. Merriman," he asked
"Oh you're the annoying man that was kicked out of my class," he said, "look I really don't want to talk to you"
Mr. Monk slapped Merriman.
"WELL THAT IS TOO DAMN BAD," he yelled.
I knew he was angry because he never used the word DAMN or any other curse word unless he was boiling.
"What do you want," Merriman asked impatiently, "I'm tired"
"I don't care," Mr. Monk said, "You're going to SHUT UP and listen to what I have to say "
