I DO NOT OWN MONK.

Ok, this is the last but one chapter. I hope you like it, and don't be so harsh on Nat. She's jealous and kinda upset with Monk for his indecision and incapacity of expressing his feelings... Thank you for the reviews!


MR MONK MEETS THE REDEEMER
CH 39

Natalie came back to Monk's room carrying her bags in time to hear Bianca arriving at the door. "I get it, Mr. Monk" she said hastily, going to the door. "Hello, Bianca. How are you feeling?"

"Feeling better, thanks. Are you ready?" she asked, looking inside the room for Monk.

"Yes, we are. Those are our bags, boys." she said to the two messengers that accompanied Bianca. "She is going with us to the airport, Mr. Monk." Natalie said, winking at Monk as if they were accomplices of something, leaving it visible to Bianca.

"What ..." Monk tried to ask, but the two agents who were in the balcony entered the room and hastened them to leave.

"Natalie, what ..." Monk tried again, and Natalie interrupted, "Wait, Mr. Monk, wait. At the airport you'll have some alone time with her." She said that in a low tone, in his ear but high enough for Bianca to hear.

All of them entered the elevator.

"I was in shock when the federals told me Carlos was involved too. Much has happened these days Mr. Monk and I am happy that you were around." said Bianca, looking tenderly to him.

Natalie just looked at Monk, who was at the back of the elevator, with his jacket sleeves up to his nose. He was herded along with them and could not even say what was bothering him.

"I know it will be better for you to return to San Francisco soon, and I know that there it will be easy to unravel your wife's murder and find the Judge person, Mr. Monk, but you know that I'll miss you here." Bianca got on.

Monk remained quiet, not breathing, feeling suffocated in that crowded cubicle.

Natalie took the opportunity and amended "Mr. Monk will miss you too, Bianca, for sure."

Monk rolled his eyes. The elevator reached the ground floor, and the action was sharp and quick: the messengers were sent to the SUV and left the bags there; next Monk, Natalie and Bianca were conduced directly into the SUV followed by Bannach and two more agents. The cars fleet immediately making their way quickly down the street in front of the Hotel full of people from the concert, which was in its final stage giving the audience an apotheosis of lights, sounds and effects that brightened up Copacabana's night.

Natalie, sitting by the window, admired the fireworks, while Monk was contorting only at the sight of that crowd jumping and waving around the car. Bianca, who was seated in front of Monk, changed places and put her hand on his leg, "You know I don't have my father or Gilbert or Carlos anymore. Now you're leaving too. I wish that things had been different, Mr. Monk. "

Saying this, Bianca sat closer to Monk and laid her head on his shoulder, hugging his arm and resting there, to Monk's despair.

Natalie realized that Monk was troubled and to feel the taste of revenge once more, he said, "I will leave you more at ease." She changed places, moving to the front seat where Bianca was, sitting beside Bannach. Both couples were now sitting face to face.

"Mrs. Teeger, I'm sorry that your stay here in Rio has been so tumultuous. This city is wonderful. Our natural resources are immense and people are very receptive. Sorry that some people that came in contact with you had not been so nice. I'm so sorry, Mrs. Teeger.

"Thank you, Agent Bannach. It's very nice of you to show concern for another person, even if that person is a stranger. Very kind of you, thank you."

Monk noticed some acidity on her comment. Bianca was very comfortable holding onto the arm of Monk that was dead tense. She then raised her eyes to him, "Mr. Monk, I'm so sad you have to leave us now."

"Would it be an abuse on my part to ask you to call me Adriano?" asked Bannach to Natalie.

"Adriano? No problem, since you called me Natalie, okay?"

Monk rolled his eyes on the teens' dialogue.

"Okay, Natalie. So I would appreciate your visit here again, this time I will be your host, and I'm sure you'll fall in love with this wonderful city."

Monk looked outside the window and was mimicking Adriano while Bianca tried to get closer to him. He didn't notice how close she was; if she moved towards him again, she would have ended up on his lap. Natalie laughed in an infantile tone and paid a little more attention to the man beside her: short and blonde hair, slightly tanned skin, tall, green eyes, and above all, wearing a very attractive black uniform.

"Fall in love, Adriano? I guess that's not so easy; it'll take more than only one contact to realize what's under the rough surface, like all the nicest and important things we have in life. But as soon as we notice it, we must express every time and especially to the ones that care what a wonderful thing it is to fall in love, right, Adriano?" She intentionally spoke aloud the middle part of the conversation, weakening the last 'o' on the name of the agent. Monk felt her comment coming down his spine, like an ice cube melting.

Natalie smiled tenderly to Bannach, who looked at Natalie with a radiant smile for a few seconds, then went to Monk, "And you too, Mr. Monk, it will be nice to have you around too."

"Yes, Mr. Monk. I would love to receive your visit here again." Bianca amended, holding his hand between her hands.

"I-ah .... I .... Nat, Natalie .... I do not think ... ... wipe, Natalie, wipe." Monk took his hand off Bianca's and raised it, snapping his fingers for wipes.

Natalie ignored his request and asked Bannach for a paper to write down her address, which was promptly answered. Monk was still holding his hand up, which allowed Bianca to take advantage of him and sit closer, placing her head on his chest. "I cannot thank you enough, Mr. Monk, for helping me through this rough time." she said.

Monk dropped a grunted in despair, helplessness and doubt, "Ahn?

"Here is my contact number in San Francisco, Adriano. And here is Mr. Monk's phone number Bianca in case you want to come to visit someday." Natalie said, handing a paper to Bianca, using this also as an excuse to move the couple apart. She was then feeling a bit irritated by Bianca's affection toward Monk.

"Thank you, Natalie!" said Bianca, "I will for sure visit you there. I need a vacation from the latest events."

Agent Bannach kept the paper folded in the pocket of his uniform jacket, "Thank you, Natalie." he said, winking at her. She returned it with a smile. Then he gave orders to the driver to enter the special access ramp to the boarding area at the airport.

Thank you, Jayna!