Sorry its taking me so long to get these chapters out. But give me a break…I'm writing two stories at once.

Author's Note: I think that I have seen some of this chapter in some other fanfic…but I don't know for sure. So if you remember writing anything like this I am very sorry and you have full recognition (if that is the right word).

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Stottlemeyer walked through the cemetery in search of his friend. As much as Monk annoyed him and as hard of a time he had keeping his cool when around him…Leland had to admit…he was rather fond of the guy. 'I was the best man at his wedding for cryin out loud. I was with him the day he met Trudy…and I was there the second she left. ………I'll never forget that day.' Then, Stottlemeyer's mind jumped back to that day, all those years ago...

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Stottlemeyer stopped the car and his partner almost jumped out as the brakes squreeched. They had just heard on their radio that there was a bombing at the parking garage where Adrian Monk's wife worked. Stottlemeyer also jumped from the car and ran towards one of the cops there to get as much information as he could.

Adrian swerved through the crowd of people and made his way to the front. As his eyes focused he immediately recognized his tan station wagon…or at least what was left of it.

Adrian Monk's world began to spin. He collapsed to the floor in unbelief.

Stottlemeyer walked up to his partner and knelt next to him.

"Monk, Trudy was in the car when the bomb went off."

"Oh God no! Please God no." Monk putt his head to the ground and began to weep.

"Monk…Monk! She's in pretty bad shape but she's still living."

Monk brought up his head, "Lets hurry."

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They walked into the hospital and Adrian began shouting at everyone he saw. "Have you seen Trudy? Where is she? Hello have you seen my wife? She's supposed to be in here! Where is she! TRUDY! Trudy honey where are you?!"

Stottlemeyer sat his friend down at a nearby chair, "Monk look at me."

A desperate Monk looked all around the room.

"MONK! Look at me!"

Monk did as he said.

"Monk everything is going to be okay…I have to go the that desk right over there and talk to some nurses. They will tell us where to go. But you have to stay here for now."

"Leland you don't understand…I…I have to find her…She needs me. I-I promised her I would see her later when she dropped me off." Monk began to breathe heavily. "Leland…I have to get to my wife."

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The doctor told them that since Trudy was in such bad condition that it would be better if instead of seeing Trudy, Monk talked to her through the intercom.

Monk agreed after some fight and was led to the nursing booth. The nurse showed Monk how to use it. "Hello? Trudy? Baby are you there?"

Monk could her a light breath and continued. "Oh…Oh thank God…Trudy…I love you…You'll be fine…I promise. I vowed to keep you safe…and I intend to…your going to make it out of this honey…" Monk said this as his right hand played with a nearby pen. "Please Trudy…stop doing this…your scaring me. I…I love you…you know that right?"

There was a small breath on the other end of the line… "Adrian?"

Monk sat up in his chair when he heard this… "Yes? Yes honey? …I can hear you…what is it?"

"……………Bread…and Butter." Monk's eyes shot open when he heard a last gasp of air…and then the sound of Trudy's machine that keeps track of her heart beats go flat.

Monk dropped the pen in shock as he heard that dreadful noise of "beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep"

"oh God no…Please God no." Monk said as he fell out of his chair and knelt on the ground. "Leland…Leland." He said as he reached out his hand.

Stottlemeyer extended his hand to his weeping friend. With his other hand he just touched his shoulder. Leland just sat there with his friend and wept with him.

The whole waiting room had heard every single word and was teary eyed.

Ever since then Stottlemeyer had always tried to help Monk…though he rarely showed it. And when He had heard that no one could find him…and that Natalie had tried his house but he wasn't there…Leland grew concerned. Stottlemeyer made his way through the cemetery. He eventually found Monk standing in front of a tombstone.

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To Be Continued.