EMRIS

Mr. Monk And The Accident

Chapter Four-Kidnapped

I was sitting at home, watching TV. I trusted Monk not to let Gabrielle get involved, or even get himself involved. Something was just telling me that this was bigger than we thought it was. I checked my watch. It was around 12 AM. I ended up dozing off there on the couch.

The next morning I woke up to warm sunshine on my face. I yawned and got up, only to find a message on my answering machine. I hit the play button. A few seconds later I heard the beep, and then Gabrielle's frantic voice coming over the line.

"Randy, it's me. Mr. Monk and I have staked out Davis' house. We're following him into the wooded area. I think he knows we're following him. I'm scared. Monk's okay and so am I but…"

Her voice was cut off when I heard the rustling of branches, the snap of a twig and then the cock of a gun hammer. I heard Gabrielle gasp and the drop of the phone on the ground. I heard Michael's angry and cold voice…then the 'pop' of the gun. Gabrielle screamed…the phone went dead.

I don't even remember Captain Stottlemeyer calling me to tell me that they have found a body in the wooded section. They had found two actually. He picked me up and we headed to the same area we had been in yesterday, in front of Michael Davis' house. There were other police officers staked out in front of the wooded section across the street from the Davis house. A coroner van was already there. Captain Stottlemeyer and I climbed out just as the coroners were wheeling two bodies out on a gurney. They were in the black body bags. My heart hammered in my chest and my stomach was heaving. One of the coroner's looked up.



"We need you to identify the bodies," he said as they stopped in front of us. Captain Stottlemeyer stood beside one, while I slowly made my way over to the second. I looked at the Captain. I could see he was struggling not to show his emotions. I felt my whole body shaking as I tenderly placed my hand on the bag and grabbed the zipper, but I didn't pull it back. My hands were shaking so badly, I couldn't grip the zipper properly. Captain Stottlemeyer was also hesitating. I finally went for it and un-zippered the bag. I easily pulled the edges apart and looked in at the blond haired body.

I lifted a wrist to my nose and spun away from it. I tried to keep my composure but I was failing miserably.

"Randy? Son are you alright?" I heard Captain Stottlemeyer's voice. I spun back around and zippered up the bag.

"It's not her," I said quickly as the coroner's began loading the body into the back of the van. "And that's' probably not Monk."

The Captain looked puzzled and opened the second body bag. Sure enough, it wasn't Monk either. The coroner's loaded the bodies into the van. Captain Stottlemeyer let out a breath of relief and his color began coming back into his face.

"Jesus," he breathed. "That was something I never want to have to do again. But that means then they're still alive."

I nodded, feeling my body still shake violently from relief. Suddenly, we heard the bushes behind us rustle. Immediately, we spun around, guns drawn. We watched as the man stepped forward. It was Monk. His clothes were dirty and his face had dirt smudges on them. He looked completely dazed as his eyes focused on us. We immediately lowered our guns and rushed over to him.

"Christ Monk! What happened to you! Where's Gabrielle?" Captain Stottlemeyer asked as he helped Monk over to the police car and let him sit in the passenger seat.

"I don't know," Monk said his voice dry and course. "Davis appeared with a gun, catching us off guard. Two hikers had also stumbled onto us and he shot them. Before anything else, someone came up behind me and knocked me out. I just woke up now."

He rubbed the back of his head.

"I think Davis kidnapped Gabrielle," Monk said frowning. "But I don't know where they are. Randy I'm so sorry. I didn't want this to happen. It's my fault. I let her talk me into this…she even guilt tripped me…my God…"

"I trusted you Monk," I said angrily. "I told you if anything happened to her I would shoot you."



Monk cringed. "Just make it fast a-and in a non vital part of my body…but you've gotta make it even,"

"Enough," Captain Stottlemeyer broke in. "Monk, did you hear anything that might help us locate Gabrielle?"

Monk frowned as he was deep in thought.

"Before I blacked out I heard Davis say, "You can be with your parents and you get to join them,"

Captain Stottlemeyer glanced at me.

"That means he's going to kill her," he said gravely. "We don't have much time."

"I-I don't think so," Monk said slowly. "I mean there's two parts to that sentence. Where did her parents die? The lab right? He probably took her to the Glo Tech labs! And yes he's probably going to kill her."

"He's not the only one committing murder tonight," I said dryly as I called Natalie to let her know what had happened, but I told her that she was to stay there, that Monk, the Captain and I would handle it. We climbed into the car and headed off to the old ruins of the lab.

Davis shoved me roughly into the old charred remains of the lab. The walls were thick and peeling off with black charred remains. The place smelled of burnt flesh and God knows what else. He led me into a room and shoved me to the floor. He tied my wrists together as well as my ankles and then slipped a gag into my mouth.

"Well you pretty little wench, you will learn the truth about your parents, then you will be joining them…isn't that sweet? A family reunion," Davis smirked.

I glared at him. I had a bleeding gash on my forehead that slowly trickled blood down my temple. My hair had bits of twigs and leaves sticking out of it. I had hope that Mr. Monk was alright. Davis began speaking.

"Your parents were ordered to create the ultimate biological weapon. Now, my boss wanted it done at a certain time frame but your parents were taking their sweet time. They were paid top dollar really. Once the weapon was made, they began having second thoughts and threatened to go public with what was going on. Naturally, my boss and I couldn't have that now. So I set up the explosion to happen. They went BOOM. As you might've guessed, I was the one working at the fast food place. I drugged you and caused you to fall asleep at the wheel, hence you ending up in a ditch. Now that lovely lady you killed was named Amber Weston. She was your aunt from your father's side of course. She found out what had happened so I tracked her down and 

killed her, dumping her in your front seat to make it look like you killed her. I staged the accident, to scare you off, but of course you didn't take the hint. It will be days before they find your friend Monk. By then, he'll be so dehydrated and sick he won't be able to remember what happened and you m'dear, will be dead. Incase you hadn't figure it out, I can't have any of the Weston family alive because they're too damn smart! I can't have you poking around!"

Tears began forming. I never got the chance to tell Randy how I felt about him. I'd never see him again, or any of them. A few tears spilled over and streaked down my cheeks.

"Aww look she's crying," Davis said mockingly. "Why are you sad when you're going to be joining your mommy and daddy?"

He clicked back the hammer of his pistol and pressed the nozzle against my forehead. I shut my eyes, sobbing uncontrollably. I heard the 'pop' of the gun go off.

I realized I was still breathing. I heard a scuffling in front of me and slowly opened my eyes. I saw the Captain standing over Michael's body. Monk was standing behind them in the doorway. Randy immediately stepped over Michael's body and crouched down in front of me.

"Are you okay?" he demanded as he easily slipped the gag out of my mouth. My whole body shook so violently, it felt as though I was sitting outside in Antarctica. My hair fell over my face as Randy began working at the knots around my wrists and ankles. Once I was free, he helped me to my feet. Without a word, I stepped forward and threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly, and pressing my face into his shoulder, sobbing hysterically. I felt him lean into my embrace and wrap his arms around me tightly as well, burying his face into my blond hair. After a few moments, I released Randy and turned to Monk, glad that he was alright. I gave him a hug. Oddly, he stiffened but didn't cringe or push me a way.

I saw Randy's relieved expression quickly change to annoyance and anger.

"You could've been killed!" he said angrily. "I made Monk promise not to go through with the investigation since Davis was a nutball! What if something had happened to either of you?"

I lowered my head and sighed.

"Randy, don't be mad at Monk okay? It was all my idea. But I have the right to know what had happened to my parents…and I found out," I said pleadingly.

"Yeah but you were damn lucky Monk figured out where he was keeping you or else you wouldn't be here right now," Randy said firmly and irritably. I knew Randy was upset with me and I didn't blame him one bit.

"Alright. Let's all head back home now," Captain Stottlemeyer said slowly. "We're all very relieved that Gabrielle's alive and so is Monk."



Randy gave me a disapproving look before following after the Captain. I put a hand on Monk's shoulder before Natalie and I brought up the rear.

"Don't worry. Things'll be okay," Natalie said reassuringly as she put her arm around my shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. I looked at her wanly and gave her a wry smile.

We headed back to Monk's apartment, where I relayed what Davis had told me. When I was finished, Monk looked puzzled.

"Trudy said that the death of your parents and her were connected…so how would that be?"

"That's right," Randy offered then must've remembered he was mad at me and turned his attention onto Monk.

"I don't think Davis was the end," Monk said slowly. "I think there's someone else out there with more information."

"So Gabrielle could still be in danger?" Randy asked quickly.

Monk nodded. "It's possible."

I sighed and turned my attention onto Natalie. She gave me a faint smile before patting my arm. She stood up and stretched.

"I've gotta pick up Julie from her sleep over," Natalie relayed to everyone. "Please call me if anything should come up."

Natalie headed out and gently closed the door behind her.

Captain Stottlemeyer cleared his throat. "I'm going to go pick up some food because I know Monk and Gab are probably starving. I'll be right back,"

He left, following Natalie. This left me, Monk and Randy behind in the apartment. Monk cleared his throat and got up.

"I think I'm going to tidy up in the bathroom," he announced and headed out of the kitchen. Randy was sitting at the kitchen table, staring at a cup of coffee in front of him. His expression was mixed with emotions-relief, anger and fear. I slowly got up and headed toward him, taking tentative steps like someone that was walking on broken glass. I reached the table and sat down beside him. I stretched my arms out in front of me on the table and pretended to be interested in them. Finally I began speaking to Randy.

"Randy I'm sorry," I apologized quietly. "But I wanted to find out what really happened to my parents."

Randy avoided looking at me.



"I understand that Gab…but at the same time, you put your life in danger as well as Monks. Why didn't you just come to me in the first place?" he asked, finally raising his eyes to meet mine.

"Why?" I asked incredulously raising an eyebrow. "Because you would've never let me! You would've said no."

"Damn right! I would've said no! Obviously we're dealing with something that's way over our heads here!" he said firmly. "You can't go being Don Juan every time!"

I got up angrily and headed toward the sink. I stood in front of it and gripped the edge with both hands, leaning over it slightly. My blond hair fell gently over my shoulders. I shut my eyes and focused on breathing normally. He didn't understand. Randy didn't have his parents murdered and then had their murder covered up by the same people who murdered them in the first place. I sensed him behind me. I heard him exhale.

"Gab--," he began quietly but I turned around to face him.

"You don't know what it's like! Your parents were not murdered in cold blood! Then, you weren't lied to by someone who you normally like to trust! What's more, he was involved with your parent's murder!" I said heatedly as tears began forming.

Randy studied me for a moment. His expression softened greatly. He took a moment before responding.

"I know Gab. You're right. But I don't want to see you end up dying on me or ending up like your parents," he said quietly.

Now, it was my turn. My expression softened as well.

"I won't. I promise," I said softly and gently.

We stared at one another for a bit before Randy raised his hand and gently swept a few strands of my blond hair away from my eyes. I felt the heat rising in my cheeks from his touch. Randy suddenly became embarrassed and quickly dropped his hand, clearing his throat. He went to say something and then turn to leave but I stepped forward. I swung my arms around his neck and pulled him tightly against me. My chin rested on his shoulder. I shut my eyes and felt his own arms slowly circling me, leaning into my embrace.

We just held onto each other for a few moments before Randy whispered something into my ear.

"Remember when I asked you if you remembered anything important the night that you freaked out after you had the amnesia at Monk's apartment? When you thought I was trying to get readily 'familiar' with you that morning?"



"Yes, what about it?" I whispered back, not wanting to ruin the moment but wanted to know what he was going to tell me.

Randy hesitated before he slowly pulled back, but he shyly kept his face close to the side of mine.

"Well, you had asked if we loved each other as best friends…and I had said that I had always loved you," he said quietly.

It took a moment for this to sink in but I gently pulled back, forcing Randy to look at me.

"What are you saying?" I asked curiously as my heart hammered in my chest. Joy and disbelief filled my chest. It was something I never thought I would hear him say.

Randy inhaled and then exhaled before responding.

"I'm saying that I-I'm in love with you," he finally said.

I grinned and happily hugged him again.

"I am to," I said quietly, letting my cheek press against the front of his soft blue shirt. Randy let out a breath that sounded like relief. We pulled apart and then, Randy began slowly leaning in. I shut my eyes. My heart pounded in my chest. My whole body felt as though it was touched by electricity. This was a little strange, but wonderful at the same time. I felt his hand on the side of my face, then his lips just barely grazed mine when there was a loud bang and crash like something being thrown into the window from somewhere in the apartment. We jumped apart and looked in the direction of the noise. Monk appeared looking rather ghostly white. He was holding a brick and a note tied to it. Immediately, Randy stepped forward and grabbed the note.

I stood beside him and peered over his elbow to read it:

SHE IS DEAD