Jealous

After about a half hour, C.C slowly closed the top to her laptop and looked over at Niles who looked so peaceful as he had fallen asleep on her couch. Since it was his day off and he didn't have to be back at the mansion for any reason, C.C didn't care to wake him. Instead, she walked to the couch he was sitting on and sat next to him before she took the remote from him and surfing through the channels to see what else was on. Her late night work hours must have caught up with her because only moments later had she soon fallen asleep as well.

When Niles' eyes fluttered open, now about an hour later, he was shocked to see C.C's head resting on his shoulder. "Well," he whispered. "I don't think her new man will like very much." he said in a bitter tone. He never thought he'd get jealous over another man when it came to C.C, but he was and he couldn't let C.C know.

He pushed her a bit to wake her up. "Hey, Sleeping Ugly. Wake up."

C.C groaned a bit before her eyes fluttered opened and she saw who was beside her. "Niles, what are you doing?" She asked a bit shocked.

"What am I doing? You're the one that fell asleep on me." He watched her quickly get up off the couch and flatten her skirt before she walked over to her laptop. Damn. He thought, as he watched her every step. I could have took another peek at her blog if I wasn't sleeping the whole time she was.

"Niles, what's going through that head of yours?" C.C picked up her laptop and set it on the bar that separated her kitchen and living room. "Do you want a drink?"

Niles slowly stood up from the couch, feeling the weight of the ice pack before he took off the wrap and let the ice pack fall. "Uh no; I'm just gonna head out. "Thanks for the ice pack and Tylenol." He started for the door and once his hand hit the door knob, he heard her soothing voice once again.

"Well I told you my driver will take you home. Just wait right here, there's no rush unless you're afraid of being alone with me."

"Well wouldn't you rather be with your man." he mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" She asked clueless.

"Uh, nothing." He groaned before he slowly turned around to face her. "Fine. I'll wait." He sat down on the chair C.C was on as he waited for her to call her driver to pick up Niles.

C.C talked on the phone for only a few short seconds before she hung up and walked to the living room. "All right, he should be here in a couple minutes. "You sure you don't want a drink?

"'I'm fine. Plus I shouldn't have alcohol after taking medicine. Are you trying to kill me?" He let out an obvious laugh. "I guess I don't need to ask that question, do I?"

"Fine." C.C glared at him. "You can show yourself out." She grabbed her laptop and walked into her bedroom before shutting the door.

"Wow, am I an ass or what." He groaned.

"I'm glad you agree!" C.C screamed from her bedroom. She always had to have the last word.

Niles walked outside in a huff to wait for her driver. When he arrived, he limped to the car and got in, trying to think about what happened at her apartment. As much as it all made sense, it made no sense at all.

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That night Fran was in the kitchen, eating from a gallon of rocky road ice cream while Niles cleared the table.

"Niles do we have an chocolate syrup?" After a few seconds of no response she tried again. "Niles? Do we have any syrup?" Still no response. "Oh my Gawd, Miss Babcock just came in wearing a chicken costume!"

"What?" He pulled out his camera from on top of the counter and ran into the living room only to come back in a few seconds later with a disappointed look on his face. "Not nice, Miss. Fine."

"Sorry" she giggled. "I was trying to get your attention. What's wrong with you? You hardly said anything during dinner."

"Miss. Fine I don't dine with you." He reminded her.

"Yeah but while you were serving us our plates you didn't say anything witty or just plain sarcastic." She added as she got up and leaned against the counter.

"I guess I've just been thinking a lot today."

"Is something wrong?" she asked concerned

"No." He said rather flatly.

"Oh come on, Niles I know when you're hiding something." She tilted her head to get a better look at him as she tried to read his face.

"Miss Fine, I am perfectly fi- I'm so confused!" He hollered as his head soon hit the countertop.

"Niles, what's gotten into you?"

Niles slowly picked his head back up. He couldn't believe he was going to tell Miss Fine. He told her all about the blog and how he tried to grab it at the park only making him bruise his ankle and having her take him back to her apartment for ice.

"So what's the confused part?"

"I'm jealous," she pouted.

"Of the other man?" she asked before getting a nod from her dear, old friend. "Oh Niles, how do you know she isn't just faking it to make you jealous?"

"Since when does Miss Babcock think I'd be jealous of someone else?"

Fran thought a moment before she shrugged. "You're right. Well then maybe she really does have a man in her lif- Oh Niles!"

Niles' head was back on the counter top looking like a sad little puppy.

"I knew you had feelings for her. Why can't you just tell her?"

"Hello! Hello!" The voice of C.C Babcock filled the room as she made her way into the kitchen. As she noticed Niles she slowly turned toward Nanny Fine. "What's got his feather duster in a bunch?"

"I-I have no idea. I'm just gonna go...bother Maxwell." She started for the door before you heard her trademark voice. "Oh Maxwell, darling!"

Both Niles and C.C held their ear to drown out the sound before it was gone.

"So Niles what's for dessert?"

"Why don't you go get it from your man," he muttered under his breath as he went into the fridge.

"What?" She asked clueless once again as she walked over to her usual spot near the counter and leaned against it.

"Strawberry cheesecake." He spoke before bringing out the dessert he had made.

"Looks great I- Uh Niles?"

"Yes?" He answered as he started to cut them each a slice.

"What happened back at my apartment?"

"Why, whatever do you mean, Miss Babcock?" He passed a plate down the counter with a piece of cake on it a bit harder than intended. But she managed to catch it anyway.

"Well I mean we were fine and then you just blew up. I'm not saying that's not normal but it normally happens after I'm a- well a-"

"Witch?" He finished for her with a smirk that tugged at his lips.

"Yes...Thank you," she spoke sarcastically before she placed her fork in her mouth. "Mmm, this is delicious," she mumbled with her mouth was full of cake.

"Why thank you, Miss Babcock. Miss Babcock may I ask you a question?" He asked nervously. He couldn't help but move his fork around his dish as he got up the nerve to ask his question.

After she swallowed her first bite, C.C nodded in approval, forgetting about her question about what had happened back at her apartment. "Sure, as long as it's not my age." She smirked, giving off her sultry laugh. "What is it, butler boy?"