DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything (including any characters) in USA's Monk.

Hello, readers. I'm glad you showed a keen interest in my story. I hope you like it very much but please do not be too harsh, it is my first attempt to a Monk story, especially since it will be centered around Adrain and Natalie's relationship. Enjoy!


It had been almost three days since Natalie said she'd be back in town. Julie had even called to ask Adrian if he'd heard anything from her mother, however, he deflated her curious questions with all the wrong answers. He hadn't heard or seen any sight of Natalie since she left for a vacation in Miami, Florida.

"Mr. Monk," Julie quickly distressed over the line, "you don't think anything's happened, do you? I mean, she usually calls me every morning and every night and she hasn't called since yesterday morning."

"I know, I know, that-that doesn't sound like her at all. I'll see what I can do. I'll call you back when I can."

After hanging up it was impervious for him to start to worry. Something wrong happened and he felt it in his gut. And oddly enough, it was the same gut feeling he got when Trudy hadn't come home from running errands for Ambrose all those years before.

Something peeled him open from the inside out and it started to churn his stomach. He flittered around, cleaning to get his mind off things but he knew he should call the Captian or someone who know what to do.

"This is Stottlemayer?"

"Hey, Captain, it's Monk."

"Oh, hey buddy, what can I do for you?"

"It's Natalie, I think she's gone missing."

"Monk she said she'd be back in a few days, you were holding up good for the last three days, what could be wrong now?"

"Captain, she said she'd be home two days ago, around 5:30 after her plane landed. She isn't home and she hasn't been calling Julie. She's worried about her. And now I am." Adrian tried very hard to swallow in his fear. He couldn't imagine losing Natalie. Not now and not like this.

"What? That isn't like her."

"I know. What do we do?"

"…Let me call you back. I'll figure something out."


It had been six hours since Adrian called the Captain and two hours since Julie called back. Now he was gut wrenching nervous, so nervous that his habits and cleaning ticks were starting to consume him all over again when he couldn't find anything to do with himself or his spare time. He hadn't eaten all day but that wasn't really an issue. It was Natalie. She was…something was, very, very wrong.

The telephone rang and he jolted to it.

"Monk?"

"Yes, Captain."

"Look, the best thing you can do is wait this out. If she's not back by tomorrow, you call me and we'll take a little trip to Florida. Natalie isn't negligent towards Julie and she certainly wouldn't leave you to yourself for more than a week. You understand? I can't just assume something went wrong, so tomorrow, if she doesn't call or show, we'll get this sorted out. But it might be best if Julie stay out of this mess until we know something."

"Yes-yes. Alright."


Tomorrow came and sat on Monk's doorstep on what seemed like forever. The hours were agonizing and Julie's helpless attempts to remain calm were driving her insane. Her mother had failed to call at all during the day either. Monk was becoming restless and unhinged due to Natalie's seemingly disappearance.

"She still hasn't called? Or shown up?" Captain Stottlemayer asked over the line.

"No, sir." Adrian sighed hopelessly.

"Well," Stottlemayer sighed, before he looked over at Lt. Disher, who twirled in his chair, and said to the phone, "looks like we're taking a trip to Florida."


"You know," A nasal like voice piped in beside Natalie's ear, frightening her, "it's less painful if you don't try to struggle."

She tried hard to keep her nerves intact and her thoughts calm but the persistent stroking, of his thick callouced fingers, up and down her thighs were none too reassuring. The man's sharp nails caressed her hip bone before they traced along her navel, leading up to the curve of her neck.

"Please," She managed to muffle in between the cloth that gagged her mouth, "please. Stop. Please, just stop."

The man grasped her chin and squeezed.

"I'm not done with you, just. Yet." He pronounced. He allowed his eyes to wash over her naked body before dragging her into a dark, adjcent room.

Natalie let out a muffled scream before the door was slammed shut.


I hope you liked the first chapter :) I will update soon with a little inspiration from you reviewers!