A/N: I've been working on a beast of a plot heavy chapter for awhile now, so have this while you wait!


It was early on a Friday afternoon and Roz and Frasier were working in one of the spare conference rooms. Papers were spread out haphazardly across the large table when there was a knock on the door. They panicked because ,well, work was a euphemism and the papers had been spilt over the table particularly because of that reason.

The scrambled off the table as Roz tried to voice a convincing and not at all flustered, "Come in!"

Frasier sent her a panicked look as he ducked behind some chairs to grab his pants.

"Don't worry" she whispered, "I bough us some time, the door's locked."

They heard a muffled voice from the other side of the door, "It's locked!"

"Just one minute!" Roz replied hastily as she grabbed her blouse of the back of a podium, pulling it over her head.

"No need to get up." the muffled voice responded, and in addition there was a soft clicking noise, "I just remembered have the key!"

"I can't find my shirt!" Frasier whined desperately as Roz ran her fingers through her hair, and smoothed down her skirt pulling her look together.

The lock clicked, " Just get under the table! Quick!" He obeyed, diving underneath the table as he heard the door handle twist open.

"Hey Kenny!"

"Hey Roz, have you seen Frasier? I need him to sign something for me."

"Oh sorry, he just left." from underneath the table Frasier could hear the shuffling of papers, "Is there anything I can do for you though?"

"Nope." Kenny didn't sound too bothered, "I can just get him to sign it on Monday when he comes in."

He heard Kenny's footsteps as he walked to the door stop suddenly, "Is that your shoe over in the corner Roz?"

"MMm.. yes! Yes it is. I'm trying that whole new zen thing you know, increases productivity and all."

Kenny nodded thoughtfully before slipping of his own shoes and bending over to pick them up,"Good to know."

After Kenny was long gone Frasier crawled out fron underneath the large table, "Well in a reversal of fortune I did find my shirt down there."

Roz chuckled, " Since we weren't able to get any type of work done, what do you say to coming over to my place later and finishing up everything. I can order something in for us."

Frasier nodded in agreement to the plan, "I have to stop somewhere first for Niles but that shouldn't take too long. How about seven?"

"Perfect." She leaned down and after a quick glance to the doorway grabbed his collar bringing his mouth down to meet hers for a quick but deep kiss,"I'll be waiting."

She turned her head grinning at him cheekily as she heading out the door,"And oh, have fun sneaking out of here."


She was half dozing, barely paying attention to the show playing across her television when she heard a knock at her bedroom door.

"Come in."

Frasier peered around the door, a sheepish look on his face, "I'm sorry I'm so late. I hope you don't mind I let myself in, I wanted to say I'm sorry for ruining our dinner plans."

"It's okay, I got your message before. And it was only take out anyways, and we can finish the rest of the promos tomorrow." Roz yawned, " You didn't have to come all the way down here, I'm sorry to disappoint but I'm exhausted tonight. I can barely keep my eyes open to watch the rest of this show let alone-"

"Oh that's fine with me, I'm more than spent myself. Niles was in the midst of a total social catastrophe, so as usual I had to play along with his charade all night."

"You and Niles? A farce? I never world have guessed." she prodded at him sarcastically before succumbing to another yawn.

He flashed her an exasperated smile and she felt a pang of disappointment as he turned back in the direction of the door. She expected him to continue out and head back home, but instead he started peeling off his clothing layer by layer and setting them on her dresser, first his tie, then his socks and suit pants, finally he unbuttoned his suit jacket and his button down oxford, until his white undershirt and boxers were all he wore.

"How was the rest of your day?" He asked before slipping in bed behind Roz, curling his arms around her as she let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding.

"Not so bad."

He was asleep within minutes, his breath slow and reassuring against the back of Roz's neck. In spite of how tired she had been, and how comfortable she was, she couldn't fall asleep. There were a thousand different voices nagging at the back of her mind sending her stomach into a tailspin, and making her wish she hadn't eaten that Chinese take out earlier.


A/N: I hope you enjoyed! & as for me, reviews are always appreciated :)