Disclaimer-I own nothing that is on television.  I really want to, but that'll never happen....this story takes place a short while after Niles and Daphne are married.

A/N-This is my first Frasier fan fiction, so please keep that in mind when you review.  I am always open to suggestions, as long as they don't tell me that I suck.  And comments, of course, are always welcome in my e-mail inbox.

I got this idea after attending a "Drug Odyssey" field trip with my freshmen (Yes, I'm a freshman....also keep that in mind) class this year.  It showed me how horrible drinking and driving can really be.  Everyone hears about how terrible it is, but when you see pictures and hear very depressing stories about how it affected people's lives, it puts it in a whole new light. 

So, I decided to write a story about the horrors of drinking and driving, and "Frasier" seemed to be the best choice that I could think of for a story.  I'm sorry, I can never stop talking once I get started....please review!!

Chapter One-Victimless?

As his tires screeched to a halt, Dr. Niles Crane looked impatiently at his watch.  He should've been at Frasier's house at least a half-an-hour ago.  Why didn't I leave with Daphne? he thought, rubbing at his temple.  Oh, right, because I had to go and get the wine that Frasier simply had to have for tonight.  I just knew we shouldn't have told him about his birthday party.  Oh well, no sense in thinking about it now.

The stoplight turned green, and Niles gently pushed down on the accelerator.  Niles groaned inwardly; it was already seven o'clock and beginning to get dark.  "I should've been there at six thirty," he mumbled.  He glanced back at the wine bottle, which was in a bag, behind the passenger seat to make sure that it hadn't fallen over....it hadn't.  His eyes floated back to the road in front of him.

Niles was nearing Frasier's block.  "Well, he'd better appreciated this."  Niles sighed, feeling less irritated now that he was almost there.  The wait at the pharmacy had been horrible; it had taken at least fifteen minutes to check out.  "Who, besides me, goes out to buy alcohol on a Tuesday night?" he asked himself. 

Suddenly, he saw two white lights on the road ahead of him.  At first, he had thought that they may have been just two lights on the sidewalk, but his heart began to race as he discovered that the lights were growing larger and larger at an alarming rate. 

Niles gripped the steering wheel tightly, prepared to swerve out of the way of the car that was speeding towards him....

-Frasier's Apartment-Five Minutes Earlier-

"Where is Niles with that wine?" asked Frasier, attempting to sound annoyed, but failed; he was simply too excited about his birthday, not that he was getting older, but the fact that he was having a party with only his family and closest friends, and nothing, unlike his past parties, had gone wrong....just yet.

"Now, Fras, I'm sure that he probably got caught in some traffic or something," replied Martin, who was also anxious about his younger son's arrival; Frasier wasn't the only one pleased that there was going to be a party with no mishaps.

"Yeah, you're probably right, Dad, but still-"

"Frasier, you're the one who asked him to go out and get the stuff," said Roz, matter-of-factly.

"It isn't 'stuff,' Roz, it's-oh, never mind!  I don't want to take the time explaining wine to you."

"Whatever," murmured Roz, rolling her eyes.

-Nile's Car-Present Time-

Niles gripped the steering wheel tightly, prepared to swerve out of the way of the car that was speeding towards him....but, as soon as he had turned the steering wheel slightly to the right, the opposite car was about five feet in front of the front bumper of his car.

His eyes widened as he spun the steering wheel as fast as he could to the right,

and snapped his eyes shut....

A horrible *CRUNCH* filled his ears as he was thrown foreword.  His seatbelt held him tightly to the seat and the airbag inflated. 

Niles could feel himself being thrown upside down, and a sharp pain in his head, followed closely by the sound of metal smashing.  The smell of smoke filled the air....Niles began to feel dizzy, and tried to open his eyes, but was met with an eerie darkness.  He closed his eyes, and his body relaxed as he fell into unconsciousness....

-Frasier's Apartment-

Daphne tapped her teeth together and glanced at her watch.  Where is he? she thought, anxiously.

"Daph, you okay?" Roz asked, placing her hand on Daphne's arm.

"Huh?" said Daphne, snapping out of her thoughts.  "Oh, yes, I'm fine. I'm just a little worried about Niles.  He doesn't usually arrive late....he doesn't even like being late."

Roz nodded.  "Yeah, I know.  It is pretty odd that he's late, but he'll probably be here-" She stopped talking as a siren wailing came from outside.

Frasier poked his head out from his bedroom.  "Hey, Dad, could you close that door?  I'm trying to get this tie on."  Martin rolled his eyes, but walked over to the door and closed it, which dimmed the siren dramatically.

Frasier came out of his bedroom, straightening his tie.  He took a quick glance around the room.  "Has Niles arrived yet?"

Everyone responded with a "No" or shook their heads. 

The telephone rang, causing everyone to jump slightly.  "I'll get it, it's probably Niles," said Frasier, picking up the phone.  "Hello?"

"Hello, is this the home of Dr. Frasier Crane and Martin Crane?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"Are the two of you related to a Dr. Niles Crane?"

"Yes we are."

"This is Dr. Gavet from Harborview Medical Center.  Dr. Crane is on his way here as we speak."

"W-why?  What happened?"

"I think that you and any close relations of Dr. Crane should come down here, so that we can explain the situation more effectively."

"Alright, we'll do that," said Frasier, he voice dropping.  "Goodbye."  It took him a few seconds to place the phone back on the receiver; his hands were shaking so badly.

Everyone looked at him, concerned.  "Frasier, what's wrong?" asked Daphne, although she had a slight feeling of what it might be.

Frasier, who was still facing away from them, could feel tears welding in his eyes.  He took in a deep breath, not sure of how to tell them this news.  "Um, N-Niles is being taken to Harborview Medical Center...."

"Why?" was the only word that anyone could find.

"I-I don't know.  They didn't tell me much, just to come down there immediately."

His chest shook as he inhaled.  "Let's go...."

The four of them grabbed their coats and rushed out the front door, not another word spoken between them....

To Be Continued.....

A/N-Okay, whether or not I continue this is up to you guys.  Oh, and I do not own "Harborview Medical Center," although I do know that it exists somewhere in Seattle.  Please review!!!!