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Author's Note: This is my version of what I would want to happen if Sharona were to suddenly come back into Monk's life. Reviews are always appreciated. I'd love to hear what you guys think. I hope you like it! More chapters are coming soon!


A tan Volvo station wagon pulled up to Adrian Monk's house. It was dark and the rain was pounding down on the nervous, petite blond as she stepped out of the car. She held onto the door for a moment as she stared up to Monk's apartment window. There was a light on, the one by his sofa. Good, she thought, he's still awake. He was probably reading some of Trudy's poetry, or else working late on a hard case. Then she saw a feminine silhouette pass by the window. A pang of jealousy shot through the blonde's heart, and her mind drifted back to three years earlier.

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Trevor had just proposed to her…again. He and Sharona had been talking to each other for a couple of months, and they even spent some time together. She truly believed that he had finally changed for the better. So when she said, "Yes," she thought that she was doing the right thing. Benjy needed his father back, and she had been lonely for far too long. She was so excited that night, she just had to tell somebody, and who better to tell than your best friend? So she hopped into her car and drove over to Adrian's place as fast as she could.

She ran up to his door and started knocking furiously. He opened the door in a panic, thinking that something was wrong. Sharona shoved past him with a huge smile on her face and stood in the middle of the room, waiting for Adrian to shut the door.

"Sharona, what—what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong!" she said with an even bigger smile. "In fact, everything's perfect!"

"P—Perfect?" Monk said with a twitch.

"Yes! Guess what Adrian? I'm getting married!" she exclaimed, holding out her hand and showing off her wedding ring.

"What? But…to who? You—you haven't been dating anyone, who would propose to you?"

"What, you think nobody would want to marry me? Am I that bad?" Sharona said in a hurt voice, her smile completely gone.

"No, I didn't mean it like that, Sharona, I meant…who is it?"

"Trevor," Sharona said curtly. The sting of Adrian's last comment was still throbbing.

"Trevor," Monk said doubtfully, "as in Trevor your ex-husband? The one who drinks too much, gambles away your money, and cheats on you any chance he gets? That Trevor?"

Sharona crossed her arms and glared at Monk. "He's changed, Adrian."

"Yeah, that's what you said the last time."

"Well, it's different this time. He really has changed. He's actually being a father to Benjy, and in these last few months he made me remember why I fell in love with him in the first place. It's true, Adrian."

"Yeah, okay," Monk said, full of sarcasm.

"Adrian, why can't you just be happy for me?"

"Because…"

"Because why?"

"Because! He's going to take you away from me!" Monk exploded. Then in a strained voice he said, "You belong here, by my side, not his. He doesn't…" Monk looked down at his hands and intertwined his fingers.

"He doesn't what, Adrian?" Sharona said with tears in her eyes.

"He doesn't deserve you," he whispered.

Sharona felt the tears fall down her face, and she managed to quietly say to Adrian, "I love him. I have to go."

"No, you don't," Monk said. "Please, stay here. This is where you belong."

"I'm sorry, Adrian, but I have to do this. I need a life. I need to be loved, and that's something that you just can't give me." She wiped her face and brushed past Adrian to get to the door.

"Sharona, wait!" Monk said, turning around.

Sharona turned her head to look back at Adrian and said, "What?"

He just stared at her, frozen. His mouth was open, but no words came out.

She turned back to the door, opened it, and left without another word.

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Sharona was still staring at his window, and she was drenched from head to toe. She finally closed her car door and headed up the steps to Monk's apartment. She got to his door and froze. What was she going to say? She hadn't had a plan when she decided to come see Adrian. She hadn't even thought about the possibility of him having another assistant. Of course he has an assistant, it's been three years. Nobody would wait that long for somebody to come back, not even Adrian. What if that silhouette isn't an assistant, but a girlfriend? Or a wife? Nah, this was Adrian, he couldn't be in love with anyone but Trudy.

Sharona took a deep breath, and as she reached up to knock, the door flew open before her knuckles had the chance to touch the surface of the wood. Another petite blond stared back at her, in total shock.

"Who are you?" she said coldly, looking Sharona up and down.

"I'm—I'm Sharona Fleming, Adrian's old assistant," Sharona replied nervously.

"Oh!" the blond said, still shocked.

"Natalie, who are you talking to?" Sharona heard Monk say. She could hear his footsteps getting closer to the door until finally he caught a glimpse of her.

"Sharona," he whispered.