Well the bad news is there was no Monk and Psych on last night. The good news is I wrote another chapter! Sorry, I would have put it up last night but my computer was acting strange . Anyway, so here you go and enjoy!


Chapter Six: The Cases Continue

Monk

Randy Disher and Captain Stottlemeyer got out of their vehicle, waiting for Mr. Monk and Natalie. Earlier that day, the captain called Natalie informing her that they discovered who the prescription belonged to. The stuff that was in the prescription was also inside the victim's body.

"Randy, what are you doing?" Stottlemeyer asked his partner. Randy was looking down at his notes that was filled with information. It was almost like Randy was studying for something.

"Oh, I'm just looking over my questions," Randy answered.

"Questions? What questions?" Stottlemeyer asked.

"Questions to ask Watari. I've been thinking..." This ought to be good. "...I mean what are the odds that L would have asked for Monk to help solve the Kira case in the beginning? He just happens to become friends with Monk and I'm his biggest fan and now his assistant is here."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Look sir, I know you told me not to mention this again but I really think this is happening for a reason. Maybe I'm supposed to be the successor of L."

"The successor of L? Randy I'm sure he has successors already."

"But what if Monk put in a good word for me and then I could become a successor!"

"I don't think so."

"Circle of Life."

"That's the Lion King, Randy. Look we're not having this discussion again about the cub and the Diet Coke. So just drop it before I shoot you."

Just as Randy was about to open his mouth, Natalie's car pulled into the driveway behind their own car. Natalie stepped out, clearly pissed. It must have been a terrible night for her. Mr. Monk, however, was actually smirking slightly. Randy was disappointed when he noticed that L and Watari were not there.

"Where's Watari and Edward?" Randy asked.

"They're with Shawn and Gus for the day," Mr. Monk said.

"How was your night?" Stottlemeyer asked.

"Terrible! Absolutely terrible! Shawn tore my house apart for a stupid toy for seven year old girls!" Natalie practically shouted.

"Ooo that bad huh?" Stottlemeyer said.

"Did they find the toy?" Randy asked.

"Does it matter?" Stottlemeyer asked Randy.

"I was just curious."

"Yeah they found it. At two o' clock in the morning."

"How was your night Monk?" Stottlemeyer asked.

"It was great. I didn't have to do anything. Edward and Watari just stayed up all night and they didn't make any messes. It was great," Monk said.

"Good for you," Natalie grumbled. Her cell phone began to ring. Natalie took the cell phone out of her bag and answered it. "Hello? Oh, hi. Uh yeah sure."

"Who is it?" Monk asked.

"It's Edward. He wants to know what's going on in the investigation."

"Why?" Randy asked.

"I think he's bored because Shawn and Gus haven't gotten up yet. Here I'll put it on speaker." With a click of the button, L was now a part of the conversation.

"Hey Edward, how's it going?" Randy asked.

"Fine."

"Circle of Life," Randy said to Stottlemeyer.

"So why are we here?" Mr. Monk asked.

"This is the owner of the prescription found in the victim's body," Stottlemeyer answered.

"Her name is Pamela Cruchsaw, P as in psychic..." Randy began.

"The P is silent in psychic..." Natalie said.

"No you can hear it a little p-sychic."

"We don't need you spell it out for us," Monk said.

"I'm spelling it out for Edward."

"I can hear fine Randy, thank you," L said from the phone.

"Alright then let's get this show on the road," Stottlemeyer said as he began to walk towards the woman's door. After knocking twice, the group waited patiently until a brunette in her forties or so answered the door.

"Pamela Cruchsaw," the captain said.

"Yes?"

"We're with the San Francisco Police Department and we believe this prescription is yours," the captain continued. He handed her the bottle of pills.

"Yes these are mine. But what does my missing prescription got to do with you?"

"Missing?" Randy asked.

"Yeah, when I went to pick up my prescription they said it was missing," Pamela answered. Captain Sottlemeyer and Randy looked at each other for a moment.

"Uhh...I guess we're done here then. We're going to have to keep your prescription as evidence."

"So what do we do now?" Randy asked.

"Check the guest list at the party," Monk said, "Maybe it was someone who worked at the pharmacy."

"No good almost everyone was at the party," Randy said.

"What do you mean by 'almost'?" L asked from the phone.

"One person was working: Al Sharpona."

"And you didn't find this the least bit suspicious?" Stottlemeyer asked Randy.

"No I checked it out, he answered the phone and everything during the hours of the party," Randy said.

"We should still check this guy out," Monk said.

Psych

"Watari and I can just follow you in our –" L began.

"We won't take no for an answer! What kind of bonding time would be complete without sharing a ride in a simple blue car," Shawn said, "And when we get back there's a piece of pineapple upside down cake with your name on it."

"L, you get shotgun," Gus said.

"Woa woa woa. I always get shotgun when you're driving," Shawn said.

"Yeah, I know I figured we let our guest get shotgun."

"So our friendship means nothing to you?" Shawn said.

"Watari and I prefer—" L began.

"Excuse me? But who made me give up shotgun to a cat?"

"The back is fine for—" L tried again.

"Look Gus I told you, the cat would have vomit all over your car if it didn't ride shotgun."

"Watari and I do not mind sitting in the back. I prefer it. This way people will not be able to see me through the tinted windows," L finally said.

"Okay cool," Gus and Shawn said together as they got in the car.

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"BORN TO BE WILD!" Shawn sang at the top of his lungs while Gus strummed against the steering wheel. L and Watari simply sat quietly in the back. Well this certainly was...interesting.

"Where is our destination?" L asked but of course Shawn and Gus couldn't hear him due to the loud music. L sighed.

"Did you say something?" Shawn shouted.

"Yes." Shawn turned down the volume. "Where is our destination?"

"Oh some martial arts yoga thing. We're going to go see our main suspect's friend."

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The four walked into Golden Gate's Yoga Enrichment Center. The place was much bigger than Shawn and Gus had anticipated.

"Alright now this person that we're looking for should be around here somewhere," Shawn said.

"Yeah one problem Shawn: we have no idea who we're looking for," Gus said.

"Would you like me to examine this letter you found?" L asked.

"Yes," Gus said.

"What! NO! That's cheating," Shawn said. He began to search through the large room. It wasn't too difficult. He needed to find someone who was standing by the entrance waiting for his buddy. There were only a few people waiting by the entrance. Now he needed something that would point out the fact that he worked at Six Flags. Oh this was just too perfect.

"That man has stepped in one too many pieces of gum and other sticky substances," Shawn said noting a man's shoes, "He doesn't bother to clean the bottom of them because he steps in that kind of stuff everyday at work." Shawn was now walking towards the man. "Hmmm...I'm getting something...I'm getting something...You work at an amusement park." The man looked up at Shawn.

"Yeah, how did you know?" the man asked.

"Well, you see I'm a psychic and we're working on the accident that happened at Six Flags yesterday. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?"

"Well...I work there. I'm actually meeting the victim's boyfriend soon."

"That must have been it! I must have been led by the spirits to you. Can you tell me anything about the victim's boyfriend? Anything at all might just trigger something."

"Well...Jimmy's a sharp guy. You'd think he'd be working at a better place than Six Flags but since he served time..."

"Served time? For what?"

"He robbed a couple of places but he's done with that stuff. He learned his lesson when he couldn't find a job doing what he loved to do. You know he almost got in the tech crew that produced the most recent Sonny Chow movie." Gus and Shawn glanced at each other.

"Thank you for that valuable information but unfortunately the spirits are calling me elsewhere..."

"Hey if you guys are psychics, where's your I—"

"Ahh! The spirits are so demanding. Welp we need to listen to them. Taliho!" Shawn said quickly before the man could continue asking questions. "Go! Go! Go!" Shawn whispered harshly. L soon felt Shawn grab his collar to drag him out of the place. L and Watari were not used to running from their sources of information.

"Okay the guy just happens to be a former robber," Shawn said, "Coincidence?"

"I think not. So where do we go now?"

"Let's go to the victim's friend's house. I'm sure she'll give us some information."