My absolute favorite episode is something barrowed something blue. My last fanfic I wrote about scenes from the episode. This time I decided to write about what happened the night of Daphne's wedding, after they said good night. As always reviews are really appreciated!

"Darling? Are you coming to bed? I've almost finished whitening my teeth. Although, I really have to have a word with Dr. Shaw. I think it's time that I get fitted for a new tray." Mel Crane called out, clad in a black nightgown with a matching lace robe.

She brushed out her hair in her customary precise fifty strokes of the hairbrush, which did absolutely nothing to tame her massive curls that night. No matter, she sighed. Her negligee and the excitement of being a newlywed should do the trick. Honestly, she couldn't wait for the whole Donny-Daphne wedding to be over with. In her opinion, she should have already been on her honeymoon by now. But she knew she very well couldn't ask her husband to miss this occasion. Daphne was part of the Crane household, and Niles probably felt obligated to attend the wedding. Oh well, as she said earlier, he had a lifetime to make it up to her. It was time to turn off the lights, and her husband would soon join her. It had been a long day, and romance was in the air. Hopefully her husband felt the same way.

Niles could barely stammer out his next words. He was emotionally drained, to say the least. Just an hour ago he stood out on the balcony, holding Daphne. An hour later, felt completely alone. He had to get out of his room. She loved him- he couldn't get past that. She shared his feelings but still they were not destined to be together. He was glad the lights were dim, so Mel couldn't see the pained look on his face. He had to get out of the room. It was suffocating him. He thought briefly about feigning illness so he wouldn't have to witness the ceremony. But even though things didn't work out the way he wanted them to, he just couldn't do that to Daphne. He would always support her no matter what. That didn't mean the ceremony would be easy for him to sit through. There was no way he could bear through it without thinking of Daphne's sweet kisses. And the worst part was that he had no one to blame but himself for not speaking up sooner. If only he had shared his feelings with Daphne sooner….

"Niles? Are you alright?"

"Darling, I'm sorry. I really need to talk with my brother. I promised him earlier that we'd finish out this conversation we started. "

There, Niles thought. That wasn't a complete lie. He would call Frasier, after he had a drink or two. Normally he frowned upon drinking alone but tonight he desperately needed anything to feel better. Earlier in the evening his brother had, in fact, revealed that Daphne had feelings for Niles. He cringed as he knew it would be considered extremely odd if not offensive that he would rather talk to his brother than his own wife on his honeymoon. But what was he supposed to say? 'Excuse me, dear, but I'm in love with Daphne. Don't worry, she won't have me?"

Mel frowned as she made her way to the bed. "Surely this can wait until after the wedding! It's getting late. And don't forget, tomorrow we need to work out some more details of the honeymoon." She looked at her husband, knowing that her pleas fell on deaf ears. He seemed so distant, though she didn't know why.

"I'm sorry, but I really need to talk to Frasier. I promise I'll…" He started to say that he would make it up to her. But in his heart he knew he could never make up to Mel for being in love with another woman. "I'll be back as quickly as possible."

Mel sighed. It was a lost cause, and she knew it. She changed her approach. "I hope you're not gone too long. After all, we are newlyweds. Daphne and Donny aren't the only ones celebrating tonight." She sighed seductively.

Daphne and Donny. He bit his lip nervously, as he paused to think about what he wanted to say next.

Niles had to get out of his own room. After professing his love to Daphne, it just didn't seem right that he go to bed with Mel. Of course, he would return shortly. But he just couldn't handle any conversation that she might have wanted to start. Or anything else she wanted to start. Especially not after what he'd just been through. Daphne loved him. That was an answered prayer years in the making. They had embraced and told each other how they felt. Sadly, she felt obligated to Donny and their wedding. There was nothing more he could say or do. She would never be his.

"Thank you, darling, I knew you would understand." He completely ignored her attempts at romance. There was no way to think about that, not now. He had someone else on his mind. He kissed her on the cheek before leaving. He grabbed his cell phone and room key, and headed down to the lounge.