As Niles drove slowly and carefully through the streets of Seattle, Daphne wearily rested her head against the plush leather interior of his car and closed her eyes. Every few moments his gentle hand would touch her shoulder or her hair, letting her know that he was concerned about her. She wanted to protest his kindness but she was simply too weak to move.
Unexpectedly he came to a stop in front of a small building and she raised her head in confusion. "Where are we? I thought we were going to your apartment."
"We will. But we're at the pharmacy across the street. Just stay here and rest. I'll be right back, okay? You'll be safe here. Do you want a blanket? I have one in the back seat."
"No..." She replied weakly.
"All right then. I'll be back in less than ten minutes."
She closed her eyes once more and it seemed as though no time at all had passed when she heard the door unlocking and then it opened. She jumped in surprise at the sound, unable to calm her shaking nerves. "Wh-what happened?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He climbed into the car and closed the door, touching her cheek with his fingertips. "Are you all right?"
"No…" She said in the same weak tone as before.
He sighed, fastening his seat belt and soon they were on the street, heading toward The Montana. When they arrived, he escorted her inside the building. Before she knew what was happening, they were entering his beautiful apartment. "You can stay down here in the guest room and you should have everything you need. I'll bring you something to sleep in. Frasier loaned me a pair of his sweatpants and a t-shirt when I stayed over one night and I took them home to wash them. Hopefully they'll fit you just fine."
She entered the room and sat down on the bed, nodding. "Thank you, Dr. Crane."
"Don't worry… I'll be right back."
And when he was gone, there was nothing left to do but to cry softly into her pillow.