|Mr Monk and the Ex
Author: PrincessAndula PM
Monk learns to deal with emotions again after Trudy's murder is solved, but can he navigate relationships well enough to help his assistant when her ex is accused of murder? Rated T for possible violence...after all it is a murder mystery.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Mystery - Adrian M. & Natalie T. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,733 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Published: 08-12-12 - id: 8420427
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"Shhh, Steven…you'll wake Julie!"
"I thought," Lieutenant Steven Albright said between kisses, "That she was away at Berkley."
"She ran out of clothes, so she came home for the weekend to do laundry. It's cheaper that way and I get to see her more."
"And here I was hoping I would get to see you more…"
"I'm not the one who ships out in a submarine for months at a time, Mister," Natalie Teeger responded before she started nibbling his ear.
"RIIIIIIIIIIING!" went Natalie's cell phone.
Steven leaned back agains the couch cushions and looked at his watch. "It's two-thirty AM. Who would be calling you?"
Natalie leaned past him to reach for her purse on the end table. "It's Mr. Monk. Hi, boss!... No, for once you didn't wake me…I know I forgot to call you with the weather forecast…No, I just got home from a date with Steven…Yes, I know it's two-thirty in the morning…don't you think it's a little late to be calling me?..."Natalie got up and walked over to her computer. "Mostly sunny, high of sixty-eight degrees…Sweet dreams, Mr. Monk."
"Does he often call you in the middle of the night?"
"Well, sometimes, when he can't sleep. He's been a lot better since he solved Trudy's case, but…I'm sorry Steven. Where were we?"
"I think we were right about here," he replied, pulling her into his lap and kissing her passionately.
Natalie slid her arms around his neck as the kiss deepened. When they finally stopped to take a breath, her eyes were still closed as she leaned her forehead against his. "Oh, Mitch," she moaned.
Natalie's eyes flew open. "Steven! I…"
"Did you just call me Mitch?"
"I guess…I mean…I was married to him for eight years…and sometimes being with you reminds me so much of him…especially when you're in uniform…and…you were his best friend…and…"
"I can't do it, Nat."
"I can't compete with your neurotic boss or your dead husband. I'll never be the most important man in your life. I was going to ask you to marry me, but I don't think I can spend the rest of my life in third place. Goodbye, Natalie."
But he was already out the front door.
It's a jungle out there
Disorder and confusion everywhere
No one seems to care
Well I do
Hey, who's in charge here?
It's a jungle out there
Poison in the very air we breathe
Do you know what's in the water that you drink?
Well I do, and it's amazing
People think I'm crazy, 'cause I worry all the time
If you paid attention, you'd be worried too
You better pay attention
Or this world we love so much might just kill you
I could be wrong now, but I don't think so!
'Cause there's a jungle out there.
It's a jungle out there.