A/N: Sorry it's been taking so long. School is an absolute nightmare. Add that to the fact that I'm still living with relatives and don't have half my belongings yet and you have the crazy life of me. So here goes. Sorry about the length. Another should be up shortly, like on Sunday. I just have to type it up and make sure it reads well.

Julie quietly let herself into the house. It was completely silent. Odd for a Saturday. Especially at 10 on a Saturday when Mr. Monk was staying with them. Usually he was out and about, cleaning something. 'I wonder where mom and Mr. Monk are. They were supposed to have come home last night. The car is here, but where are they? And why is Mr. Monk cleaning anything?' Julie wondered as she walked up to the second floor.

The bathroom door was open with the light on so Julie peeked inside. There was a towel on the shower door, and a pile of clothes that looked like it had fallen from the counter. The clothes were half folded. She instantly recognized the clothes. 'Mr. Monk! But there is no reason he'd leave everything just like that. Something's wrong here.' Julie was trying to figure out what caused him to literally run out of the bathroom, from the looks of things.

She cautiously walked to the guest room. She knocked. Once. Twice. Three times. Nothing. Julie slowly opened the door, as if half expecting something or someone to jump out at her. No one was in the room. It didn't look slept in at all. Not even by Monk's perfectionist standards. The old sheets were still on the bed, the ones her mom had slept on while he was gone. 'Now this is weird. I know he was here. Where is he now? And where is mom? There's no way he would have gone for a walk or anything.'

Senses alarmed, Julie walked to her mom's room. The door was shut. 'That's odd. It's usually open.' She quietly opened the door and stepped inside.

"Mom are you-" Julie stopped as she looked towards the bed. Her mom was lying in bed with a man. A man who was holding her tightly. Her arm was draped around his chest. His bare chest. The man looked very familiar. 'No. It can't be. There's no way that's Mr. Monk.'

As Julie stepped closer to the bed she realized it was indeed Mr. Monk. He was holding her mom. She put her hand to her mouth to stifle the giggle that unexpectedly surfaced. Here were the two people she loved most in the world, laying together in bed. She never thought it would happen. Julie silently left the room and returned, now smiling.

'The Captain and Randy will never believe this! I'll have to show them!'

Julie took a few pictures (try 20) of them. She tried to leave quietly, afraid that the flash may have awakened Mr. Monk or Natalie. Just as she reached the door her mom's cell rang. The sound was almost deafening compared to the quiet that had filled the house earlier. Julie rushed to her mom, looking around for it. Finally, she found it, in the pocket of her mom's blue jeans.

"Hello."

"Hi Natalie. It's Captain Stottlemeyer." the voice replied gruffly.

"OH! Hi Cap! It's Julie. What's going on?" she replied, glancing sideways at her mom and stifling another giggle.

"Julie, have you or your mom seen Monk today? I went to his apartment, but apparently someone else is now renting it. And where is your mom? She always answers her cell."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," she muttered continuing louder, "Speaking of Mr. Monk, I've seen him today. In fact he's staying with us until he finds another place." she replied 'Or moves in with us. But there is no way that'll happen.'

"Oh. Okay. Well, where is he? And why didn't he answer your mom's cell? We need him at a crime scene." he said, a bit impatiently.

"Well, let's just say they're busy. Okay, they're asleep. I find it quite adorable." she laughed.

'Find what adorable?' the Captain thought. He had his ideas, but they couldn't possibly be true.

"Monk is sleeping? What's wrong with him? Is he sick? He always gets up at 5:30." The Captain had to ask, though, "And what exactly is so adorable?"

"Mr. Monk is sleeping. Nothing is really wrong with him per say. I think he's actually getting some rest. I'm assuming he was exhausted last night. What's adorable? You really need to see it to believe it, but Monk is asleep with my mom. He actually looks quite content." she couldn't help but giggle again.

"Wait, you mean to tell me that Monk, Adrian Monk, is sleeping in the room, let alone the same bed with your mom. No way! I don't believe it! Don't you have a guest room?" he asked, unbelieving.

"Yeah, Mr. Monk is in the same room, same bed as my mom. We do have a guest room. It's set up like his bedroom at home. He has at least two of everything here. He practically lived here before all that. I don't know why he isn't in the guest room, though. I did take some pictures of them, though, if you want them."

By now Stottlemeyer was completely shocked.

"Well Julie, thanks for the info. I'll call back in an hour to see if the sleepyheads are awake. Bye."

"Any time Captain. Bye." As soon as Julie hung up the phone she started to loudly giggle. She quickly placed the phone on the table and left just as her mom began to stir.

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Natalie heard someone talking. Then they were giggling loudly. The sounds got fainter as she tried to open her eyes. She tried to move, but there was something around her middle, trapping her. Her eyes snapped open. Natalie found herself lying on someone's chest. She closed both eyes as she turned to see who it was. Natalie found herself staring at the face of one Adrian Monk.

'Wait a minute, what's Adrian doing in my bed, holding me?' She stopped as she tried to remember the events of the last night. Finally, it clicked for her. 'He did stay. He's such a sweet man.'

Natalie had always found Adrian attractive, but for some unknown reason, now, asleep with a smile on his face he looked the most handsome she'd ever seen him. She couldn't help herself as she ran a hand through his hair. Through his sleep he smiled. He looked so peaceful and relaxed in that moment. Slowly, the beating of his heart lulled Natalie back to sleep.