Here is part 1 of my first story- please read and review! Chapter 2 will be up shortly!

November 5th, 1993

Youll wake up and realize the agonizing pain of an adult tonsillectomy hurts worse that you could ever possibly imagine! C.C. exclaimed to a nervous Fran, patting her hand as she was prepped for surgery.

Niles, who had been unpacking Miss. Fines things turned around appalled by C.C.s lack of tact. You would know, wouldnt you baby, he thought to himself as C.C. turned from Fran to leave. He remembered years ago, before Saras death when C.C. had indeed gotten a healthy dose of what an adult tonsillectomy felt like. So long ago and yet it seemed like yesterday when..

Niles sighed.

C.C. felt her anger growing at an alarming rate now. Why couldnt Maxwell take himself away from his damn nanny for a few hours? She couldnt bear to face her sorority sisters without a date.. again. They were vicious. Sara had been the only girl she could trust. The rest of the girls called you a sister and were secretly talking, plotting, and backstabbing. Like other social circles she had been involved with in the past, they had been merely a way up into society.

She had clearly lost this fight with Maxwell. She turned around and glanced at Niles, thinking back on a time when she mightve asked him to accompany her to the reunion. Sure they had never been the best of friends, but they had been cordial at one time- maybe even a little more than cordial. She didnt think about that time anymore. Somewhere along the road their relationship had turned from friendly teasing to almost downright cruel. Who cares? She thought, What do I, C.C. Babcock, highly successful Broadway producer, care if Im friends with the help or not?

But truthfully she did care. Looking around at the IV bag stand, the cold white hospital lights, and sky blue sheets, C.C.s mind was thrown back to a different time.

January 27th, 1987

C.C. darling, you have nothing to worry about, Sara exclaimed as her friend was preparing to go into surgery, Doctors do these tonsillectomies all the time, and you have the best in the state of New York!

C.C. was still doubtful.

Besides, Ill be by your side as you recover taking care of you. Youll be well in no time! Niles has the guestroom at the mansion all set up for you.

C.C. rolled her eyes playfully as she spotted the troll across the room smirking evilly. Niles probably put spiders under the sheets or itching powder in the towels! C.C. teased, raising her voice so that he could hear her from where he was standing by the door.

Mrs. Sheffield, I have no idea why Miss. Babcock gets these ideas in her head! I try to do nice things for her and she glues my duster to the table! Niles replied innocently.

Oh ho mister! Only after you put glue in my lip balm!

Sara crossed her arms, Now both of you stop it. I know you two deserve every thing coming to you because you BOTH pull these ridiculous pranks! C.C. stuck her tongue out at Niles and he returned the gesture wrinkling his nose and making moose ears.

Honestly if I didnt know any better.. Saras thoughts were broken as Maxwell entered the hospital room.

Hello darling!

Hello sweetheart, Niles replied sweetly, teasing his boss and wife.

Maxwell looked back at him not amused, but not in the mood to scold him either. His assistant was going to be in bed for the next one to two weeks and he really needed her to be balancing the books, yelling at actors, and going through scripts. Her couch was already piling up with mounds of files and contracts. He rubbed his temples, feeling a migraine coming on. Why did the doctors have to insist on taking C.C.s tonsils out right before sweeps?

Sara darling, Im sorry but we really need to get going. You know how Dr. Hansen hates to be kept waiting and your appointment is in twenty minutes five blocks down..

Alright sweetheart, Sara smiled kissing him on the cheek and waddling over to the side of C.C.s bed, C.C. love, Im sorry I cant stay with you until youre taken in but I have to get my eighth month check up.

Go, go, Ill be fine! C.C. said to Sara and a little bit to herself, not sure if she really believed it.

I just have four more weeks and well have a third little one running around! Sara exclaimed as she rubbed her stomach affectionately.

C.C. stopped herself from rolling her eyes, trying to be supportive, Auntie C.C. cant wait!

Niles was heard from the back coughing, mocking her fake enthusiasm. C.C. shot him a death glare and he straightened up before Maxwell could see him.

Sara and Maxwell left and Niles walked cautiously over to C.C.s side of the room.

Niles, I cant bite, remember? I have this stupid I.V. coming out of my arm, C.C. said, uneasy and not sure what else to say.

Ah yes. Miss. Babcock is cornered. Too easy, I would never kick a dog when shes down..

Can it Niles, like I havent heard that one before, C.C. replied good-naturedly now becoming more relaxed.

The anesthesiologist walked in and introduced himself to Niles and C.C.

Dont worry, your wife will be out in no time! the doctor exclaimed.

Niles smirked but didnt say anything.

This dust bunny isnt my husband, just a friend. C.C. explained to the doctor as he took a vile of clear liquid out of his pocket and started loading a syringe.

Were friends? Niles asked surprised, mockingly raising his eyebrows and flattening his hand to his chest.

Dont get your hopes up, Broom Hilda.

Okay C.C., Im going to inject this into your IV and youll wake up in about an hour without a set of tonsils!

C.C. looked nervously at Niles, and he walked closer to the bed and grabbed her hand, Miss. Babcock, youll be fine. Youre a tough cookie if Ive ever met one.

The doctor smiled at the two. Obviously there was more between them than they led on.

Seconds passed, and Niles stared at C.C. as her scared expression glazed over into a more serene, glazed over look.

Sniles, I feel funny. C.C. said with slurred words, immediately feeling the effects of the local anesthetics.

Niles just smiled and squeezed her hand. Ill see you when you get back from outer space, Babcock.

Outer space? Dont you wanna come with me?

No dear, but Ill be waiting for you when you land, Niles said, receiving a smile from the doctor and nurse who was unlocking the wheels on the bed to transport her to the operating room.

Okay Smiles. Ill miss you when Im gone, C.C.s words were becoming more slurred as the seconds went by, You know I think I like you more than Id like to admit..

The nurse looked at Niles with raised speculative eyebrows. Niles himself was a bit shocked. Maybe it was just the drugs talking. Sure he had thought about Miss. Babcock liking him as more than Maxwells butler, and maybe he had once or twice thought about taking her into his arms, but that was something he wasnt willing to admit- even to himself.

He snapped out of his reverie as the nurse announced that they were heading out. He looked down at C.C. whose eyes were drugged but pleading, still holding onto his hand, Smiles, promise youll be here for me when I come back. She was so sincere for someone who was so drugged.

Niles held her hand between both of his and stared into her blue eyes, I promise C.C..

They wheeled her out of the room and Niles was left alone, with his heart beating wildly in his ears.