After a few minutes of pacing, Monk was thinking out loud.

"Why would he take your guitar? It doesn't make since. Wait, Terri was it the same guitar that never leaves your side?" Monk asked Terri, who was now just sitting on the bed with a blank look.

"Um, yes it was." The moment after she finished her sentence she got a vision of getting her guitar back only to be found somehow stuffed with drugs inside a couple days later. "Framed, I think he's framing me!" Terri said before falling down into the bed.

"Monk, go get her some water?" Natalie said

"You mean tab or bottle?" asked Monk

"Doesn't matter,"

Monk then went upstairs where Linda gave him some water to talke down. He then went back down and gave her the water.

"Thanks Monk," Terri said getting up.

"Now we need to just find out the name of who took the guitar." Natalie said.

"Mickey Wilson will know. Natalie call the Captain please? Monk said.

"Sure," Natalie said, dialing the number. "Hello this is Natalie,"

"Hello, solved the case already?" Leland said, suprised.

"Well it helped a lot with Terri having visions,"

"She's psychic?"

"Yes she's pyschic, now do you know where the guy Terri knocked out is?

"Jail."

"Oh well we need to talk to him,"

"Ok, just give me a minute." After waiting for ten minutes, they got on the line and Natalie handed her cellphone over to Monk.

"Hello Mr....Mr. Wilson, we just need to know the name of the other person please?" Monk said, stuttering a bit.

"Who are you?" Mickey asked on the other line.

"Adrian Monk,"

"Well guess what I ain't gonna give it too you!"

"Let me try," Terri said, I know how to deal with him.

"Ok," Monk said, handing her the phone.

"Hello"

"Who is this now?" he said, getting a little impatient

"Terri Clark,"

"Terri Clark!? Terri," he said, suddenly getting a little scared, "The Xena of Canada!?"

"Xena of Canada?" Natalie asked, curious to which Terri whispered, "long story."

"I suggest you give us the name of the guy who stole my guitar,"

"what if I refused?"

"Then I'll come over there and make a few rereangements,"

"What do you mean?" At that point it was clear that Terri was getting angry.

"You know what I mean! I'm going to come over there and leave you wondering why you can't make babies anymore and having to eat food through a straw! So I suggest giving us the name or I'm gonna give you such a headache!" Terri screamed along with a few obsence words into the phone. It was so loud that Linda heard from outside, where she was planting some flowers. Monk and Natalie were just standing wide eyed, with Monk covering his vital regions.

"Wow," was all Natalie could say.

"Ok ok, the name is Dan Kelso, and he says he planning on "giving" my guitar back next week at Montreal." Terri said handing the phone back to Natalie.

"Ok we solved the case, but we don't have any physical proof. I mean what Terri got threw her visons are proof but I'm guessing the other police are not going to believe us," Monk said, looking at Terri.

"He's right, besides Leland and Disher, the police are not going to believe me most likely. They are going to want physical proof" Terri said with a little bit of sadness in her voice. They just stood there for a couple of seconds until Terri spoke up.

"I'm getting a bad feeling."

They went back to the hotel room where they just went into bed, They were all sleeping quietly except, for Monk snoring a bit. The next morning Monk woke up to find Natalie already ready for the day. She took the liberty of getting breakfast for all of them.

"Whats wrong with Terri over there?" He asked gesturing at Terri who was staring at the TV still in bed. Natalie told her that she was like that since ten minutes ago when she came back with the food.

"I tried asking her what was wrong but," Natalie said...

"Look, look," Terri finally said pointing towards the tv, On the tv, there was a lot of cops inside Terri's tour bus, with another guy, who Monk quickly figured out that it was Dan Kelso holding her guitar filled with bags of the powder that Monk found earlier. The newsperson alos said on the tv that cops will be waiting to arrest Terri the next day where she is scheldule to be there.

"Great, its going to be alot harder now," Natalie said fustrated.

"I'm screwed, I can't go in public anymore, I'll be arrested for something I don't even do!" Terri started to say when Monk went next to her.

"I...um...have an idea," Monk said, Natalie a little suprised,

"You have a idea." Natalie said

"Well she was my wife's most favorite singer so I want to help her for her and Trudy."

"Thats nice," said Terri looking at Monk, "So whats your idea?"

"You can pretend to be my wife, until we catch the bad guy," Monk said, stuttering a bit.

"That's a great idea, nobody really recognizes me without the hat..."

"And nobody really knows about Trudy up here so we can go to Monteal and look for clues." Natalie continued, "thats is,"

"No you're right, Dan Kelso has an apartment there for whenever my mother doesn't need him for a period of time." Terri explained. Using an photo of Trudy that Monk always carries, they dyed Terri's hair to match her hair while Natalie went out and bought clothes that Monk told her Trudy would wear.

"Wait, what about the height, how do I explain the height?" Terri asked Monk as he was helping her.

"Uh...don't think anyone up here met her so you're fine." he replied just as Natalie came back with the clothes.

After 10 minutes, Terri opened the bathroom door and stood in front of Natalie and Monk.

"How do I look?"