Part 5:
A/N: I had to make myself do this chapter this week. I'm just really stressed out cause I have a play tonight (April 26) its called…This Is A Test…well...I'm not gonna tell you my whole life story…so here is your chapter 5.
Adrian sat on his couch, lost in thought. He paid no special attention to his clock, which read 3: 08 am. He was thinking about that little baby. How cute she was. What would his and Trudy's baby look like? He felt his eyes sting with tears at that very thought. He closed his eyes to let the threatening tears finally fall and leave two wet streaks down his face.
Suddenly, he felt warm all over his body. He opened his eyes to see his Trudy sitting peacefully on the arm of his couch. Normally, he would have told somebody to get off. But this was Trudy, after all. And anyway, there was no room for her, because he was hogging the couch with his body.
"Hey, Mr. Monk." Trudy said lovingly.
Adrian smiled happily. "Hello yourself, Mrs. Monk."
Trudy smiled. Then the glowing light around her seemed to dim a bit. She held sadness and worry in her eyes. "Why do you trouble yourself like this, Adrian?"
Adrian tried his best to look innocent. "I have no idea what you are talking about."
Trudy shook her head with a look of knowing on her smooth, young, face. "Don't lie to me, Adrian." She said playfully.
Adrian sighed. He knew exactly what she was talking about. "I'm sorry." He said. His voice began to break because of the large lump that was forming in his throat.
Trudy looked sorry. She stood up and walked over to Adrian. He automatically sat up so Trudy could sit down. When she sat down, she placed her feet up on the crooked table, and Adrian laid his head in her lap. She placed a warm hand on his head and began to stroke his hair.
"What are you so sorry about?" She whispered.
"You wanted a-a child." He sniffed.
"Oh, Adrian. That's okay."
"No, it's not."
Trudy reached over and placed her finger on Adrian's lips to silent him. "Yes, it is. You weren't ready. I accept that, and you know it."
Adrian stubbornly shook his head. "No. That baby…she was just so cute. I just couldn't help but wonder…what our baby…would have looked like."
Trudy smiled. "Oh. You're talking about the baby in the hospital?"
Adrian wanted to say "yes" but he found that he couldn't talk, so he just nodded.
Trudy nodded too. "Yes, she is cute isn't she?"
Adrian nodded again. Unexpectedly, his clock chime rang. They both turned their head swiftly to look at it. Adrian knew what it meant. Trudy was leaving. He sat up and she stood up. She leaned forward and kissed him gently on his tear-moistened lips.
"I love you, Adrian."
"I love you too, Trudy."
She disappeared. Adrian woke up crying. It was 5:00.
"Okay, Adrian! Work your magic!" Stottlemeyer alleged.
The cops were back at the crime scene. Conner was in the living room, and Stephan was at the police station, because the murder weapon was his. They were going to question him as soon as they got back.
Meanwhile, Natalie, Adrian, Stottlemeyer and Randy were waiting in the doorway. Adrian entered the room. First he just looked around casually. "Yes. It is still intact." Adrian thought. Then he knelt down near the belt, and then he darted to the window. He put his hand up and dropped it, brought it back up, and dropped it again. He did this in every possible angle he could think of. Stottlemeyer was trying not to laugh at Adrian silly moves. Adrian then slowly walked over to the light switches, with his head slightly tilted to the right side. He moved over to the side of the switches and pretended to turn them off. Then he looked at the alarm clock.
"What time did Stephan call 911?"
Stottlemeyer opened up the file. "It was exactly 10:01."
Adrian nodded. "That means that the alarm clock was blinking 12:46 when he called. So he was in the shower for 45 minutes after the alarm was turned off."
Stottlemeyer put on a stubborn face. "Or maybe he was in here, then he waited 45 minutes after he killed his wife, then he called 911."
Adrian shook his head. "Captain, can you tell me which switch turns off the light in this room?"
"No, Monk. I can't"
"I know. Because until yesterday, you were never in this room."
"Yeah, so?"
Adrian reached up and covered (not touched) the light switch. "The killer turned off both switches, because he didn't know which switch to turn off. This room was Stephan's and Kathy's. He would have known which light to turn off."
"Oh yeah? Well how did the killer know the lights were right here if he was not Stephan?" Stottlemeyer asked, crossing his arms.
"I think about 92 of light switches are on this side of the door."
"Yeah, but…"
Adrian turned away, ignoring Leland. Natalie wanted to laugh. She knew Adrian was right. He was always right, and Stottlemeyer was getting annoyed with it.
Adrian walked back over to the window. "The killer escaped out this window." He said bluntly.
"How do you know?" Natalie asked.
"It is very difficult to close this kind of window from the outside. But he did. Not all the way though, and he knocked over this little knick-knack on his way out." He finished by pointing to the small object lying on the floor.
"Well, how do you know that the killer didn't just open the window, knock over the object and call it good?" Stottlemeyer argued.
Adrian sighed and stared at Leland with frustration in his eyes.
"Just humor me, Adrian." Leland said.
Adrian quickly walked past Stottlemeyer and Natalie. They looked at each other in utter confusion.
"He left us." Stottlemeyer said in shock.
"Good job. You scared him away." Natalie said sarcastically.
"What? I didn't…!"
Natalie cut him off. "There he is!" Natalie pointed to the window where Adrian had just appeared. They watched him as he observed the window from every angle. Then he disappeared and came back into the house with a smile.
"You want me to 'humor' you? Fine. There are markings outside that window. He tried closing it with something…I think he used a crowbar of some type."
"Monk…" Stottlemeyer began.
"Can't you just humor him for once?" Natalie asked.
Stottlemeyer sighed. He knew he was defeated. Adrian smiled at his assistant. Adrian simply loved it when he was defended for. He remembered when Trudy was still alive. Adrian would take a while in the checkout line at the store. Everyone would get impatient and start bickering, but Trudy always turned around and stuck up for him. He loved…loves her so much.
"How much longer am I going to be here?" A voice asked. They all turned around to see Conner, who was standing in the hallway, waiting.
"Not much longer, kid." Stottlemeyer answered.
"Sir, you promised you would take me to see my sister."
"Yes, I know. Please be patient. Monk, is there anything else?"
Adrian looked at the boy. "Your sister?" He asked ignoring Stottlemeyer's question. He rolled his eyes at Adrian.
"Well, actually, she's my stepsister." Conner shrugged.
"Where's your dad?"
"At the police station." Conner answered simply.
"No…I meant you biological father."
"I don't know. Mom and Dad never told me. He left when I was a year old. I don't even know what he looks like."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I don't even care about him."
"My dad left me too." Adrian said sadly.
"I guess we have something in common." The teenager said.
Adrian nodded kindly, and turned before the boy would think about wanting to shake his hand. He looked around the room one last time.
"I'm finished here."
Conner spoke. "I don't think my dad did it."
Stottlemeyer didn't answer. Adrian turned to face the boy. "I don't think so either."
Stottlemeyer rolled his eyes again. "Okay. Natalie, I'm going to drop you off at Monk's, and I'm going to take the kid to see his sister. Then I will come back, get you and then we are going to interrogate Stephan."
"I am?"
"No. You're just going to be on the other side of the glass."
"Okay."
The four of them got into Leland's car. Adrian and Stottlemeyer in the front, Conner and Natalie in the back. On the way there, Adrian listened to a conversation between Natalie and Conner.
"I have a daughter that is about the same age as you."
"Really? How old is she?"
"She's 11."
"What's her name?"
"Julie."
"Is she cute?"
Natalie smiled. Adrian's eyes widened and he turned around to look at them.
"Your too old for her. Kids say the darnedest things."
Conner smiled. "I know I am. I just want to know what she looks like. I don't remember seeing her the day she was over."
Natalie reached for a picture in her purse. "Here you go."
"Natalie! Your daughter is only a kid! She's just 11 years old!"
"Monk, she's very mature for her age…you know…she already shaves her legs!"
Adrian closed his eyes and grimaced. 'An 11 year old shaving her legs?' Adrian thought. Natalie sensed there was something wrong
"Well, she went behind my back to do it. Besides, you don't know anything about children."
Conner decided to cut in the argument. "Wow! Can I meet her?"
In the front seat, Adrian began to violently shake his head.
"Sure."
"Cool."
"Monk, Natalie, we're here."
Monk and Natalie opened the doors and quickly got out. Conner waved at the both of them.
"Bye. It was nice to meet you two."
Natalie smiled and waved, while Adrian just smiled and nodded. They watched Leland drive away. Then Natalie softly smacked the back of Adrian's head.
"What was that for?"
"You know what 'that was for'!" Natalie exclaimed. They began to walk to Adrian's door.
"All I'm trying to do is help protect your daughter."
"Protect my daughter? I am perfectly capable of taking care of my child." They walked inside. Adrian slowly closed the door.
"You mean to say…you trust him?" Adrian questioned, hanging up his keys next to his door.
"If I didn't trust him, I wouldn't have shown him a picture."
"Sure, he's a nice kid, I like him. But you hardly even know him."
Natalie crossed her arms. Then it actually hit her.
"You care about her."
Adrian smiled, and then he slowly nodded. Natalie returned the smile and dropped the subject.
"You should take a break from this." Natalie said, flopping onto the couch.
Adrian walked into the kitchen and chuckled. "Take a break? I hardly even began."
"I think it would be good for you. I think even Stottlemeyer would agree with it."
Adrian appeared from the kitchen. "You're kidding, right?"
"Nope."
"What do you have in mind?" Adrian said, without interest.
"Well, Julie and I are going to see a movie Friday."
Adrian dropped the plastic cup he was holding.
A/N: Okay guys…thanks for being patient…oh…and im gonna tell you the titles of my two upcoming stories…the first one…whom you all seem the most interested in is called "What if, if only." It's a Monk/Trudy story…my p.o.v. what should have happened if she didn't die…great stuff to be happening…and the second one is called "Mr. Monk and the Commandment Killer" that one is about a psychotic guy who is killing people who are going against the 10 Commandments….ok now…on the reviews!
Amymimi: I'm sorry about the long wait for chapter 5. I've been in school…yeah. I'm happy that you seem to like the plans I have for 2 Monk stories…hope you read those too! I also hate writers block…cause it seems like when you get your ideas back, they are not good enough. You've been watching my story huh? Well, I'm glad that you are eager to read! Thank you also for the correction part…I'll change that.
Rach: Spyware on your computer! GAH! I hate spyware…you might actually have to reboot the whole dang computer….and be careful about the sites that you get on…the ones that contain viriuses and spyware…two of which I can tell you now…but I don't know if you go on these…if they seem interesting…forget it…I wouldn't go on it if I were you…the first on is (Harry Potter website) tis a very great site…but I wouldn't get on it at a home computer…try a school computer…they have the best virus blocks. The second one is one contains tons of spyware…it really sux…and the site does too…a bit. I was just wondering about Trudy…it just seemed like your crossover would contain Trudy…but that's okay…Sharona is awesome! Yes…I've seen Touched By An Angel…I like that show. I can tell you why he freaked out over her body…its like déjà vu all over again for him.
Monker: Yah! Sounds like you would read my Trudy story. Thankyou for you kind review!hugs You made me so happy today! A romance fic! You think I'm that good! Wow…I shall think about that…it sounds like a great idea. Thank you!
Jesus Freak87: Yes! You guessed it…tis a murder…but it has to be also…cause it wouldn't be a Monk story without it…wanna take a guess at the killer?
Thank you all again…and today is May 3rd…which is my birthday…im 17 today! Yah! Take Care everyone!