Author's Note:This is a slightly AU take on the events during/after "The Proposal." I always wondered what it would've been like if N/D had an actual wedding, rather than the elopement in Reno. So I thought it might be fun to write it. It starts out just after the end of "The Proposal," except in this version, Daphne is not sick. Thanks to Leigh Ann and Andrea for their support of this story, and I hope everyone likes it! Please R&R! Thanks! :)

Niles and Daphne sat near the fireplace, in each other's arms. "You've made me the happiest man in the world," Niles said, kissing her.

Daphne sighed contentedly. "I think I could stay right here forever."

"My love, there will be plenty of time for that, but I think we should go over to Frasier's now, and tell him and Dad the good news."

Daphne smiled. "All right. I know it's a bit old-fashioned, but I think I like the idea of having a husband take care of me for the rest of me life."

Niles kissed her one more time. "I promise you, I'll do my very best to take care of you, no matter what." He stood up. "Now come on," he said, offering a hand to help her up. "Frasier and Dad are probably dying to know what happened."

Daphne took his hand and stood. This was the most exciting night of her life so far. After all the obstacles with Maris and Mel, they were finally ready to join their lives to become husband and wife.

A few minutes later, Niles rang the doorbell at Frasier's apartment. He and Daphne held hands as they waited for the door to be opened. He could not take his eyes off of her, amazed that this angel that he'd loved for so many years had finally agreed to be his wife.

When Frasier opened the door, Niles merely beamed at his older brother. "She said yes!"

Immediately Frasier pulled Daphne into a huge hug, nearly knocking the wind out of her. He kissed her cheek before finally letting her go. "Welcome to the family, Daphne." He smiled. "Well, I mean, you were family before, but now it's for real."

Daphne smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Frasier. I couldn't be happier."

"I'm glad," Frasier replied. "You both deserve it."

Martin walked over. "Congratulations, son." He shook Niles' hand and hugged him, a rare display of affection. The gesture overwhelmed Niles.

"Thanks, Dad," Niles said, still beaming.

"Daph," Martin said, hugging her as well.

"Oh, Mr. Crane!" Daphne said, now near tears.

"No more of that 'Mr. Crane' business!" Martin said immediately. "We're family now. Call me Martin." He saw her hesitate. "I mean it!"

"Oh, Mr. Crane!" Daphne sobbed again, throwing her arms around him. Martin rolled his eyes.

"So," Frasier said. "Have you guys thought about a date yet? Or what kind of wedding you'd like to have?"

Immdiately Daphne looked lovingly over at her new fiance. "We'd like to have something small," she said.

"My love, are you sure?" Niles asked. "This is the only wedding we'll ever have."

"Darling, I don't care about fancy preparations, or expensive decorations. All I want is a simple ceremony, surrounded by the people we love. Besides, I already went through of all of that once, and it didn't turn out too well."

Niles kissed her. "All right, my love. As long as you're sure."

"I'm sure," Daphne said.

"Well, now that that's settled, how about a date?" Frasier asked.

"How about two weeks from Saturday?" Niles asked. "With all our connections, it shouldn't be too hard to pull everything together by then."

"Two weeks it is, then!" Frasier said, excited at the prospect of planning his little brother's wedding. "I believe I have a bottle of champagne on hand, and I think it's about time we opened it!"

Niles nodded eagerly. He, Daphne, and Martin sat around the small kitchen table. Glasses of champagne were quickly poured for both the Crane boys and Daphne. Martin, of course, stuck with his tried-and-true beer.

"So, Daphne," Frasier said, taking a sip of his expensive champagne, "What about flowers? And don't forget, you need to pick out a dress, and -"

Daphne could see what was happening. Once again, Frasier was going to take over the planning of this whole thing. She loved her soon-to-be brother-in-law, of course, but she knew that her ideas for a simple wedding could easily fly right out the window if she let them. "Frasier, please...can we discuss all of that later?" Daphne gave a knowing look in Niles' direction.

Seeing the look on his new fiancee's face, Niles could tell Frasier was already trying her patience. He looked at his watch. "Dad, Frasier, thank you both so much for all of the congratulations, and of course the champagne. But if you don't mind, I think Daphne and I would like to head back to the Montana and continue this celebration, just the two of us."

"That sounds lovely," Daphne said, smiling mischeviously.

"Oh, well...all right," Frasier said, disappointed. "But we really do need to get started on some of these details soon. We can't leave all of this to the last moment!"

"We won't," Niles said. "See you tomorrow!" With that, he took Daphne by the hand and quickly led her back out to the elevator before Frasier could object.