"Maxwell, I cannot believe you're doing this to me!" CC Babcock protested as Max looked up from his usual seat in the office.

"Now look here CC, you know as much as I do that losing these backers could mean the end of us. Plus it's in Paris, you'll have tons to do over there."

"Then why do I have to bring Rubber Maid along?!"

"As much fun as Paris is, it can be equally as dangerous. Niles is the only one I can trust."

"And why can't you come yourself?"

"You know very well that I have to go with Fran to Boca for the family reunion. You are going with Niles and that's that." Max said as CC let out a huff and stormed out the office. She saw Niles dusting in the living room.

'If I'm going down, he's going down with me.' thought CC as she approached him.

"Hello hello." Niles looked up from what he was doing.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be getting ready for your trip? The faster you leave, the merrier." CC flashed him a mischievous smile.

"Correction. You mean 'shouldn't we get ready for our trip.'" She watched as Niles's eyes grew wide and he dashed towards the office. He found himself in front of a closed door with a note taped to it.

Dear Niles,

Forget it. I'm not changing my mind. You are accompanying C.C. to Paris to ensure nothing bad happens to her. Please try to get along. You may want to start practicing now since you'll be sharing a room (the hotel is booked completely).

Sorry Old Man, I'll try to make it up to you in your next paycheck.

-Max

Niles was sure all color had drained from his face as he walked back slowly into the living room, shoulders slumped.

"Was it as bad for you as it was for me?" she quoted what he had said to her after their 'accidental' kiss a few years back.

"Miss Babcock, judging from the semi-lightly way you are taking this I'm guessing you don't know the other half of the story."

"What are you talking about?" Niles handed her the note. It was his turn to watch as her eyes grew wide.

"We have to share a room?!" she asked incredulously.

"Look, as much as we want to kill him right now, it won't do us any good. We might as well just start planning how this is going to go down." Niles reasoned.

"Alright, alright. Our plane leaves at 6 pm tomorrow. Our ride will be at my house at 4 and here at 4:15, so be ready." she paused to reach something in her folder, "Here's your ticket. We're flying first class New York to Paris non-stop and we'll be staying at the 'Hotel Ritz Paris' for a week."

"That's pretty fancy. So, what will I be required to do on this trip?"

"I don't know, just follow me around the city or something making sure I don't get in any danger. I honestly don't know why Maxwell is insisting you come along, I can take care of myself."

"Maybe he's scared the French will find you irritable and chop off your head." she gave him a glare before turning around towards the front door.

"4:15. Be ready." she said before walking out the door. Niles looked at his watch, which now read 7 pm. He sighed and went upstairs to start packing. When CC got home she put down her suitcase and headed towards her bathroom to take a shower, having already packed everything. When she got out of the shower she went to open her drawer and found some silk neglige that she had long forgotten, seeing as she didn't have anyone special to see her in it. After thinking about it a while longer, she grabbed the neglige and opened her suitcase, putting it under some of her already packed clothes.

'Can't blame me for dreaming.' she thought as she changed into her night attire and went to bed, imagining how she would live being with Niles every second of the week. As the thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help the smile growing on her face as she drifted off into a deep sleep.