Sharona was putting the finishing touches on her hair when the phone rang. "Benjy, get the phone," she called. "Oh!" She ran out of the bathroom. "If it's Adrian, I'm not here!"
She watched as Benjy picked up the phone. "Hello? Hi Mr. Monk." Sharona sighed. "No she already left… I'm sure Mr. Monk… Yes I checked, she's gone… I don't know where she is… I don't know if she has her cell phone."
Benjy say down near at the table and grabbed the comic he had left there, glancing through it. "No I don't know who this new guy is… I haven't met him… No I didn't look at mom's shoes! Why would I?" Sharona rolled her eyes and went to get her jacket. "I don't think mom would want me checking her shoes to see where she's been. I don't even remember what she wore… She left 5 minutes ago… No she's still not outside… I don't know where she's going to eat… She didn't tell me how late she'd come home… She was wearing-"
"Oh for God's sake." Sharona finally had enough. She grabbed the phone from Benjy. "Adrian, I'm going to tell you this once. Are you listening?"
"Oh, Sharona, you are there. I thought you had left."
"Are you listening Adrian?" She asked again.
"Y-yes."
"Good. Now I am going on a date. A date is between 2 people, just 2. And these 2 people are me and Steven. Not me, Steven and Adrian. Just me and Steven. With me so far?"
"Sharona, I just wanted-"
She continued on. "We're going to eat and talk. Then I'm going to come home and go to sleep. What's missing from this scenario Adrian?"
"Uh, a movie?"
"Phone calls. I expect to receive no phone calls unless they are emergencies. An emergency does not include not being able to find the butter dish-"
"I don't have a butter dish."
"Or the trash bags or even the bleach. If it is life or death, then you call me, understand?"
"But what about-"
"Do you understand, Adrian? Say 'yes Sharona.'"
"Yes Sharona"
She smiled. "Good. Now I'm gonna go. Night Adrian."
"Good night."
Sharona sighed. "Check up on him Benjy." She kissed her son on the forehead and went to say goodbye to the babysitter.
Benjy grinned. "No problem.
"Wow, this is a nice place." Sharona smiled at Steven.
"Glad you like it. Come on in." Steven smiled down at the pretty woman. They had finished dinner earlier and decided to head back to his place to watch a movie. He took her coat and went to the hall closet. "Drink?" he asked, as he put the jackets away.
"That'd be great, thanks." She followed him down the hall.
Steven pointed to the larger room on his right. "The TV is there. Wine?"
"Actually I'll start with water." She paused at the doorway and watched him walk towards the kitchen. "Where's the bathroom?" she called out.
"It's on the left."
Sharona walked down the hall and looked at the two closed doors on the left. With a shrug, she opened the first door and peeked in. She froze before silently stepping into the room. This figures, she thought as she stared at the contents on the table, the large blocks of explosives, the LED timer and the blueprints on the desk. She quickly pulled out her cell phone and pushed the number two.
"Hello?"
"Monk! I think Steven is building a bomb," she whispered into the phone.
"What? Sharona, are you sure you aren't imaging things?"
"He's got blocks of C4, a timer and wires. You do the math! This looks pretty bad."
"Get out of there, quickly."
Ignoring her boss, Sharona shuffled thru the blueprints on the desk. "Wait, I think I know where."
Monk's voice broke through her concentration. "You need to get out of there now, Sharona."
She gasped. "Oh my God, I know what this is! He's going to-"
A hand cut her off and she tried to scream, dropping her phone in the process.
"Sharona? Sharona!" she heard Adrian's tiny voice call.
She bit her Steven's hand and elbowed him in the guy. "Adrian!" she screamed. "Help!" She tried to run for the door. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in the back of her skull and everything faded away.
Leland Stottlemeyer sat back in his chair and sighed. After a hard, long day, he felt he deserved to relax. His kids were in bed or at least in their rooms, his wife was in her office working on some film and he had the television all to himself. He picked up the remote and was about to turn it on when the phone rang. He froze.
"Aw no. No, no, no," he said, staring at the phone and willing it to stop. He just knew his relaxing evening was going to end.
"Leland, will you get that?" Karen called out.
"Yes, dear," he called out gruffly. Defeated, he picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Captain, it's Monk."
Stottlemeyer groaned. "Oh no Monk, do you know what time it is? I'm not working. Which means I'm not working."
"Sharona's been k-kidnapped."
Stottlemeyer ran one hand over his face. "Monk, she's probably at home with Benjy. Did you call there?"
"I was on the phone when it happened. I heard it."
"What!"
"I was on the ph-"
"I heard you the first time," Stottlemeyer said. He thought for a moment. "Tell me what happened."