Mr. MONK takes a BREAK

Part 3:

"Randy!" Stottlemeyer yelled. Randy obviously didn't hear him. He was in the other room; too busy questioning Stephan and taking notes. Stottlemeyer stomped over to him.

"Randy!" He yelled again. Randy jumped and spun around to face his captain.

"What is it…sir." Randy asked.

"Deal with that!" He said, pointing outside a nearby window. Randy stared and leaned over just enough to try and look outside.

"What is it?" He asked, wearing a confused look on his face. Stottlemeyer grabbed Randy and dragged him to the window. He pointed to a car pulling into the driveway. It was Natalie's.

"That!" yelled Stottlemeyer, still pointing. Randy didn't seem to comprehend.

"That's Monk!" Stottlemeyer hissed. Sure enough, Adrian, Natalie, and her daughter, Julie walked out of the small white car.

"Oh! Okay…sir, what do you want me to do?"

"Just deal with it!"

"Ummm…I thought you wanted me to take notes."

Stottlemeyer furiously grabbed the notepad. Randy blinked.

"I'll do the damn notes. You get him out of here. Lie or something. I just don't want to hear 'It doesn't make sense, Captain'" He turned away, muttering.

Knock, knock, knock…knock.

Randy turned quickly to go answer Monk at the door.

"Hello Adrian, Natalie and Julie." Said Randy in a sugarcoated voice. Natalie stared at him.

"Can I look?" Adrian asked curiously.

Randy shook his head. "Nope."

"And why not?" Natalie asked, folding her arms.

"Well, that's because we already solved the case."

"You're a liar! We saw the news. Let us in," Natalie said, shoving Randy out of the way. Julie bounded in, while Adrian walked into the house slowly and sideways.

"Where's Stottlemeyer?"

Randy pointed. "In there."

The four of them walked into the room. Randy cleared his throat. Leland quickly turned around, and rolled his eyes. He glared at Randy who smiled, looking guilty.

"How are you doing, Monk?"

Adrian stared and thought. Then he shook his head.

"Thought so." Leland muttered.

"What happened in here?" Adrian asked, looking around.

"Well all I could say…is either this pregnant woman killed herself, ridiculously I might add, or she was murdered."

"How was she found?"

Stottlemeyer sighed. "She was found near the foot of the bed, with her husband's leather belt around her neck. The belt was tied to the bed."

Adrian screwed up his face in thought. Then he began to stare at the ceiling and mumble to himself.

"You can see her body later, Monk." Stottlemeyer said when he began to lose patience.

Adrian's eyes snapped to Leland's. He thought some more and slowly nodded.

"Would you like to see the room?"

"Is it still intact?"

Stottlemeyer nodded once. "Yup."

"Okay then."

Natalie, Adrian and Stottlemeyer walked into the room where the woman was killed.

"Well, here you go." Stottlemeyer gestured around the room. Adrian looked around the room, but did not enter.

"Tell me what the husband said about this first."

"Okay. They went to a restaurant…"

"Which one?" Adrian interrupted.

"Golden Corral. Anyway, they came home, the kid went to bed, they stayed up to watch a movie…"

"What was it called?"

Leland rolled his eyes. "Does it matter?"

Adrian didn't say anything.

Leland sighed. "Rat Race. Anyway! Husband takes a shower, wife is…whatevered, husband finds her, and he calls us. Here we are…and you too."

"Okay."

Adrian cautiously stepped into the room. He began to look at everything from every possible angle he could think of. He also started flailing his arms, up, down, left, and right. He paused at the belt.

"May I?" Adrian asked Stottlemeyer.

"Go for it."

Adrian knelt down next to the belt. He reached into his jacket and pulled out his silver pen. With that, he bought the belt closer to his face. He inspected it, then turned to look at Leland.

"So…you don't know if this is suicide or murder?"

"Nope."

"What are you leaning closer to."

Stottlemeyer thought for a moment. "I don't know."

Adrian nodded. He let the belt drop from his pen, and then he placed it back inside the jacket. "I think you should lean toward murder." He said, standing up.

Leland shrugged. "Of course it's murder, Monk. Everyone is out to get each other huh? Why murder?"

Adrian turned and started toward the window.

"Because there are scratches on that belt."

Leland dove over to it, almost knocking Natalie over. He looked closely at it.

"Why, Monk, they could have already been there."

"Maybe," He replied. Why is this window open?"

Leland stood up and exhaled loudly. "I don't know, Monk. Do you?"

"I just don't think one would want their window open on a rainy night. And this little knick-knack on the floor… it was obviously on this windowsill, because it matches with the other object. How did it fall?"

"I have no idea. Maybe it was already there."

"Maybe."

Stottlemeyer sighed again.

"Adrian, It's possible that it already could have been knocked over right?"

Adrian stared.

"Right?"

"Sure. It's possible."

"Of course it is. This case or whatever is now getting harder and harder to deal with. Is there anything else?"

Adrian looked at the alarm clock, which was blinking 12:47. He looked at his watch. It read 10:15. He looked at the alarm clock to the light switches, back to the alarm clock, and right back to the light switches.

"Do you have any suspects?"

"Yes. Her husband, and strange enough…her son."

"Her son? The one that is crying in the living room?" blurted Natalie.

Leland obviously forgot she was there and jumped. "Yes, Natalie. That boy."

"NO! Adrian, you don't think her son did it do you?" Natalie asked. Adrian shook his head slowly, still staring at the alarm clock.

Stottlemeyer shrugged. "Fine. Her husband then."

"Motives?"

"Randy is working on it."

Adrian looked at the switches and the alarm clock again. He started off in space, thinking to himself.

"It doesn't make sense."

Leland smacked the side of his own head. "I knew that was coming! Monk! It's late, why don't you go home and come back tomorrow! We can talk then."

Adrian looked toward Natalie. She nodded at him.

"Okay. Just keep everything intact."

"Fine!" Leland said as they were leaving. He shook his head. "It doesn't make sense. Ha." He left the room, and closed the door behind him.

"Absolutely nobody goes in there! Hear me? We will be back tomorrow. Stephan, Conner, I'm really sorry about what happened here, but you will have to come with me."

They nodded and sullenly followed him out the door.

"Are you two staying here tonight?" Adrian asked.

"Yup. We brought out stuff in from the car. You don't mind do you?"

"No. Just remember to use the guest bathroom. Sleep wherever is appropriate."

They nodded.

"Good night." Adrian said as he was walking up to his room.

"Night." They called back.

Adrian walked into his room and automatically turned on his nightlight. He pulled off his day clothes, and got into his pajamas. He crawled into his side of the bed, and fell asleep thinking about the case. And he had his normal dream about his lovely, beautiful wife, Trudy.

A/N: guys…I feel that I am posting up chapters so close together…but spring break is coming up…and I guess I just wanted to give you guys a treat…so I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It might be a bit before I put up chapter 4…or as long as I can handle not putting up any more chapters for a bit…lol. Okay…now on to the reviews!

Jesus Freak: Yah! A new reader! I'm glad you like my story. 

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Rach: Yeah…im kinda surprised he hasn't given up on him either…and im glad too. Its cool that you got ur brother to like monk…I got my dad to like him! Hmmm…well…even if ur brother doesn't like ur story…maybe lots of other ppl will…you should post it.

A/N: till next time!