Niles couldn't believe his own words as they rolled from his mouth. Had he really just said that? "sounds lovely..." Daphne whispered back to him, making him feel lightheaded and he had to use all his strength not to pass out.

"OK then, my Goddess, let's get you off this sofa" He said, teasingly.

He shifted to a sitting position, never leaving her embrace and after placing a kiss on her forehead, he lifted her off the sofa. He looked around the room and discovered some of Timmy's friends still asleep on the floor. Dodging the snoring bodies on the floor, he made his way to what he supposed was a bedroom, hoping to find it empty.

Hearing a terrible crash from the room they where heading for that almost made Niles drop Daphne to the floor, they realized they where having no such luck. Niles gently placed Daphne back on her feet and they listened what was going on.

They could hear Timmy yell from behind the door: "You f*cking imbecile! How dare you shoot up smack in my bedroom! I told you, I'd call the cops if I caught you doing that sh*t one more time. Get out! I'm calling them right now!"

A pale, sick-looking punker stumbled out of the bedroom, tripping over the sleeping people on the floor before hitting it himself, face first and passing out in the process. Then Timmy came out, looking very angry.

"Oh, I'm sorry you guys" He said addressing Niles and Daphne. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything..."

The couple just stared at him, dumbstruck. "Not at all..." Niles eventually mumbled.

"Well... I'm glad. I'm sorry you had to see this. This guy is a heroin and coke addict and a dealer too and the only reason he keeps showing up at my house is because he's cheap and some of my buddies buy weed from him. This is about the fifth time I catch him doing drugs in my apartment. I'm gonna have him arrested for it this time...so, you guys are staying for breakfast?"

Daphne and Niles glanced at each other. "Maybe we should just go back to my hotel room, I wouldn't want us to be here when more cops show up..." Niles whispered. Daphne nodded at that.

And, addressing Timmy: "No, I'm sorry but we must be on our way.. It was very nice to meet you."

They said their goodbyes and as they walked towards the door, the drug addict dealer clamped on to one of Niles' legs and wouldn't let go.

"Why you... let go of me" he said, raising his voice and dragging the man along the floor with his leg. "Let go you filthy junkie! You should take some hygiene lessons and..."

In a sudden movement, Daphne kicked the man in the groin with one of her pumps. He winced in pain and let go of Niles. They left Timmy laughing his guts out and exited the apartment.

As they walked back to the hotel, they couldn't stop thinking about what just almost happened between them. Where they being very irresponsible, or where they meant to be together? Where they just delaying their fate by not acting upon it?

"Daphne.." he said, breaking the silence. "Do you think it's wrong what we intended to do?"

"Yes...very wrong, in a way. But in on the other hand, it didn't feel like that at all."

"No, it sure didn't... so, when we get back to the hotel, should we... would you...you want to...us...I mean, do you want me to...continue?" he fumbled.

"Oh Niles...well, that junkie sort of killed the mood and I should be responsible but... hell yes!"

"Oh Daphne.." he giggled and they picked up their pace, almost running when they passed a TV store that had some TV's on display showing the local news. Suddenly, Daphne saw her face on 16 different TV screens. Shocked, they stopped running and went into the store to hear what they where saying about her.

"Seattle citizen Daphne Douglas-Moon went missing on wednesday night after having dinner with her friend, Dr Niles Crane. She supposedly..."

"Oh dear..." said a shocked Daphne, and Niles' jaw dropped open.

"I have to clear this up right now. This is ridiculous. We should head back to the hotel and call Donny immediately."

"I thought you.. already called Donny to tell him you where visiting a friend?"

"Oh god.. I..my phone might have.. broken down while I was in the process of doing that..I didn't want to tell you..I'm sorry Niles, but there's no time to waste..." She said with a hint of panic in her voice. Niles was suddenly looking very pale and for a few moments it seemed like he was going to hyperventilate. Daphne took him by the hand and before he could get lost in his panic attack, they where out the door and rushing toward the hotel.

On screen, the voice continued: "The NYPD are still looking for Dr. Crane, who left without a trace after having a telephone conversation with Mr. Douglas in his hotel room yesterday afternoon. He is suspected of complicity.."

The pair rushed to the hotel and ran into the lobby.

"There he is!" yelled the receptionist and suddenly, four policemen who came out of nowhere came up to Niles.

"Dr. Niles Crane?"

"Yes..."

"You are under arrest for the kidnapping of Mrs Daphne Douglas. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney.."

Niles felt all the blood drain from his face as the policemen read him his rights, put cuffs on him and lead him outside. He looked at Daphne, who looked similarly pale and found herself pushed into a corner because of all the sudden commotion. She wanted to yell that Niles did nothing wrong, that she was standing right here, but she was pinned to the floor. He looked Niles in the eye one last time and in a silent plea, saying "I'm sorry" before he was hauled into the police car.