I do not own Monk.
I do not own Natalie.
..and believe me or not, I am a shipper.
But I also love the tension...

MR MONK MEETS THE REDEEMER

CH 19

The patrol car was what brought them back to reality. Monk quickly pulled Natalie by the waist and both hid next to a tree, waiting for the car pass.

"Ok. From now on until the car gets to the top of the hill, then back, we have enough time to reach the gate." said Natalie, visibly recovered.

Monk looked at her, a bit confused. He moved away from her to get the stick and the purse from the ground. He handed the purse to Natalie.

"I-ah…I better keep the stick." He said, holding the stick with both of his hands, in front of him.

"What?" said Natalie, looking at Monk, a bit confused. "Well, if you keep the stick can you at least lend me your arm?" Natalie offered her hand to Monk.

Monk looked at the stick, then at Natalie, then back to the stick. He paced beside Natalie and offered her his arm, a bit reluctantly. They both continued the journey, in silence.

"I… I took the stick, for protection. You… you do not … do not faint again." Monk suggested, tilting his head to the side.

Natalie smiled.

When the two arrived at the gate, they saw a black limousine parked near the entrance. With extreme caution, Monk and Natalie moved by the gate, checking around to see if someone was watching both of them. The car lights sparked, and the engine started. In a few seconds the limousine had stopped alongside them. The door opened and a very lively Bianca jumped out of it, with a "gimme-another-whiskey-smile" on her face.

Natalie stepped back, pulling Monk by the arm, but Bianca hung on his neck, not allowing him to escape, "Mr. Monk! Aaaaadrian!" she slapped a big kiss on his face.

Natalie reacted immediately, trying to protect Monk. She took Bianca's arms off from Monk's neck and said, "Hey, young lady, what do you think you're doing?"

Monk stiffed, winced and then turned to Natalie, "She ... she is not dangerous, Natalie. Her fiancé is."

"She is not dangerous, Natalie. Her fiancé is!" repeated Bianca, jumping happily in front of Monk, still looking at him.

Natalie was way too tired to believe in WHAT was happening. Bianca was acting like a spoiled wealthy teenager who had just been given her first Porsche. She was still dressed in her long black fancy dress! She had some strands of hair falling all around her face, in a clumsy way, like she had been sleeping on the car's seat; she was not wearing her high heel shoes, so her stockings were unraveling at her toes, leaving two red painted toes revealed; she was displaying only one earring, on her left ear, and her eye make up was blurred. She was wearing an end-of-party outfit, from a party that seemed not to have ended very well.

Monk covered his face with his arm upon smelling the strong alcohol on the breath coming from Bianca, "Have you been drinking, Bianca?"

She burst into laughter, throwing her head back, almost falling to the ground. Looking back to Monk, she put her hands on the lapel of his jacket and approached him, trying to appear sexy but moving like an uncoordinated fawn. Monk was petrified.

Natalie laughed at the scene, and decided not to interfere.

Bianca made her hands walk up on Monk's chest to his shoulders. She laid her body totally against his and searched his face. To his despair, she blew out over his face a few more gallons of air mixed with whisky, "Come, Aaadrian." She gave him a wink and totterered into the limousine.

From the inside, she yelled, "And you may also join us, Natalieeeee."

Monk and Natalie exchanged looks. Monk was still petrified.

Natalie gave a step ahead of Monk toward the limousine, repeating, "Come, Aaaaadrian. She's not dangerous," and giggled.

"Ha-ha. Funny, Natalie." Monk rolled his eyes, took his handkerchief out of his jacket pocket, covered his mouth with it and followed them both into the car.

Short chapter, I know. But I need to build the tension, and still keep track of the mystery... what? Is there a mystery on the story? oh, yes, now I remember...

Sorry for the lack of kiss. But believe me, I am a huge M/N shipper, so I won't dissapoint ya, guys! Just keep on reading/reviewing it, I won't let you down!

Tks, Kathy!