Disclaimer: I don't own any part of the Nanny…yet.

A/N I just love to put the ideas out there. Niles and CC are my favorite TV couple…This story is really out there. But it's fun…so stay with me…author's POV. R&R please! Remember...it's just a story...

Me and the Blue Eyed Butler

Chapter 2

Niles offered me his arm…oh yeah…and escorted me into the office where CC sat on her little green sofa. "Miss Babcock, Miss Brightmore to see you." Niles turned and winked at me as he left.

"Miss Brightmore…" CC started with her best fake sincere voice. "I'm so sorry that there was any miss communication. I assure you that you are very important to Sheffield Productions."

CC leaned on Max's desk and I sat on the green sofa. I have to say, I felt bad for Lauren, it's not very comfortable and she spent most of her time there. Anyway, I sat on the little green sofa and there it was…that baritone voice came wafting into the office, singing one of my favorite songs. CC was going on about something and I could feel my head turn to listen to him sing. After a few moments of listening to Niles sing I interrupted her. "I'm sorry, Miss Babcock, who is that amazing singer?"

"Uhm…I'm not really sure…" Oh, of course she is… CC stands and goes to look and I'm hot on her heels.

She's just about to yell at him when I chime in. "Niles! That was amazing! My degree is in vocal music, and that's one fantastic voice you have there. Why on earth aren't you off singing somewhere?"

"Well, I have always wanted to sing, Miss Brightmore, but my mother insisted that I follow in the footsteps of my father and grandfather." Niles answered truthfully.

I turned to CC. "You haven't used him in any of your shows?" Niles did that little head thing like he did in 'The Party's Over' before he tells CC not to thank him for telling Max she wanted to take the kids to Boston…look it up on Youtube… I practically died waiting for CC to recover. "Well?"

"Uhm…no." CC answered simply. "Niles is very busy with his duties here at the house."

"Well, Miss Babcock, I don't know Maxwell Sheffield, but I know singing and if neither of you are smart enough to use this man in one of your shows, then I don't think I'm interested in giving you any of my money." I took a few steps closer to Niles. "Niles…do you have plans for dinner?"

He offered me his arm. "Why, no Miss Brightmore, I don't." We walked together back into the kitchen laughing again.

"Oy, what did the two of you do this time?" Fran asked as she was practically licking the tub of ice cream clean. "I know you're up to something."

Niles looked at me and grinned. "I bow to your superior wickedness. Even I wouldn't have thought of something so…" Niles just sighed.

"I meant it about dinner, Niles." I tossed out not really believing it myself. "Unless you'd rather not; I don't want you to think that…"

He cut me off. "Oh, no Miss Brightmore, I'd be quite honored to take you to dinner. Shall we say the Rainbow Room, eight o'clock?"

"But I invited you…" He just shook his head. Who was this woman…well it was me only not me…I'm gonna need more Tylenol. "Well, you'll have to start calling me Donna." He nodded. "And, I'll have to go shopping. I don't think I have anything appropriate for dinner at the Rainbow Room."

Fran nearly leapt out of her chair. "I'll take ya!" I looked at Niles rather sheepishly.

"Well, alright, Fran. Let's go shopping, I have a date tonight." What in the hell am I doing? I can't have a date. I'm a married, mother of four. But I have no idea where they are or when. And how often do you get to go on a date your favorite TV character?

Fran may be pregnant, she finally confirmed it, but she was all over those stores. She decided that I needed not just a new dress, but shoes and a bag and all the accessories. Well, to be honest, I was wearing jeans, sneakers and a long sleeved knit sweater so I did need all that stuff. "Fran, I think it's getting late. I'm not going to have time to get ready if we don't head out now."

"Ok, where are ya stayin'?" She asked me. "Good question." I thought. "Hey, ya know what? Just come and stay at the mansion with us. We can get the rest of your stuff tomorrow."

I hope the sigh wasn't as loud as it felt. "Thanks, Fran. That would be great." We went back to the mansion. I usually eat a lot earlier than eight, but since I had my afternoon nosh and a hot dog while shopping. Oh, come on, I couldn't be in New York and not have a hot dog at Nathan's. Anyway, I wasn't hungry; nervous, verschmitched and maybe a little nauseous, but not hungry.

Fran took me up to one of the guest rooms. You people wouldn't believe this house. It was gorgeous! I know it's technically a set, but well this room was great, private bath and everything. I showered, Fran lent me more than I could ever need by way of 'products' and left me to it. She showed up at the door again when she heard the water shut off. "Hey, Donna…ya need any help in there?"

We all know Fran and 'no' wasn't really an option, so I opened the door. "I guess I could use some help. I haven't had a date in a while."

"Really? Why not, you've got it goin' on." Fran offered politely.

She could tell I didn't quite believe her. "You've got a nice figure. You're smart and funny and have a quick wit…I don't understand. Oh my God, you're not married are ya? Niles'll just die. I think he really likes ya."

I sighed and smiled at her. "No, Fran…" I secretly crossed my fingers and prayed that in this alternate universe I wasn't lying. "I'm not married, I just don't get out as much as I like. I guess the term old maid comes to mind."

"That's just silly. You and Niles are perfect for each other. I haven't seen him laugh like he did today in a long time. Just promise me you won't hurt him." Fran was a good friend to Niles if nothing else.

"I promise, Fran. I think Niles is great." I thought it best to leave it at that. After all, I have no idea how long I'd be 'visiting' with the Sheffield's or if I'd ever make it back 'home.' Besides, how do I tell Fran that Niles isn't really Niles, but Daniel Davis? Or, that in my world he's more than moved on from 'The Nanny', as they all have? She'd be on the phone to Dr. Bort faster than when Niles sends CC to 'the place'.

Fran and I picked out a really beautiful dark green dress that came to about mid calf. It had three quarter sleeves and neckline somewhere between 'HOO HAA' and modest. She did my hair and decided that 'bouncy' was better than 'up' for a first date. Oookkaayy. We bought a lovely faux pearl set consisting of a medium length necklace and matching earrings. I even got the clip on so I could leave them with Fran. I remembered she has fatty lobes. I also bought a matching pair of dark green pumps that would keep me in fashion and not cause me to kill myself. Fran wanted to make sure I wouldn't be 'taller' than Niles. I'm not sure why, she said something about dancing. Why don't I believe her?

As the 'witching' hour approached Fran excused herself for a minute to 'check on something'. Why do I just know that something was a butler who was dressing just down the hall? Anyway, when she came back she said everything was ready. She didn't say what 'everything' was, but I could see the wheels turning. You guys think she's a yenta in the show, you haven't seen anything!

She asked me three times if I'd be comfortable making an 'entrance' down the front stairs in the shoes. "I assure you Fran; I can walk down the stairs. It's not like I've never worn heels before, I just prefer a more casual shoe." She left me once more and returned with a camera…you heard me, a camera it was like she was sending her kid off to Prom or something. She took a few photos of me and I made her swear to me on the babies in her belly that she wouldn't take that ridiculous camera down stairs.