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Chapter Two

Niles Crane stared down at the young infant girl in his arms. She was so small, yet so beautiful in every sense of the word. She left him speechless.

"Oh, Roz," Daphne Moon cooed again as she moved away from Niles and Alice. She looked over and met her friend's eyes. "She's absolutely adorable," Daphne continued as she walked towards the kitchen. "You really are lucky to have her in your life."

"Oh, Daphne, where are you going?" Niles asked as he handed the infant Alice back to her mother. "You're missing the shower."

"The shower that consists of her, the three of you, Alice, and myself," Roz pointed out with a slightly bitter tone in her voice. "Not that I'm ungrateful or anything."

Daphne chuckled as she reappeared in the doorway with a small glass of water and a container of aspirin. "It's a lovely party," she assured Roz. "I just have a bit of a headache."

Martin's eyes widened to almost three times their normal size. "What do you mean you have a headache?" he asked in fear. He instantly darted his head over in Frasier's direction. "Why does she have a headache? This isn't another surprise Lilith attack, is it?"

"Doesn't feel like it," Daphne replied before she swallowed the two tablets.

"But you didn't feel anything the last time, and that time the ice princess was in this very apartment," Martin rebutted. "You're loosing your touch."

"Don't speak to her that way," Niles interjected angrily.

Frasier placed his hand on the kitchen table loudly. He was loud enough to catch everyone's attention, yet soft enough to keep Alice from crying. "Enough!" he commanded. "We are here to have a good time and celebrate the birth of Alice. We don't need any fighting about Lilith's whereabouts."

"But she's in Boston, right?" Martin asked as he subconsciously reached for his cane.

"Yes, she's in Boston, you nit," Frasier snapped. He glanced down at his watch, which read 10:45 P.M. "She's most likely asleep in Boston if it makes you happy. Now can we please stop discussing my ex-wife?"

Martin shrugged. "Sure," he agreed before looking back over at Roz and Alice. "Hey, I got you something," he added.

"Oh, Martin, you didn't have to," Roz began as she shifted her position slightly.

Martin nodded as he reached behind his chair. "Yea, but I wanted to. Now, it's nothing fancy, but I know it will be useful," he informed Roz as he handed her a large bag.

Roz smiled as she took the bag. "Is there a card or something?" she asked curiously.

"Nope," Martin said honestly. "Didn't like the ones they had."

"Fair enough," Roz said as she pulled a large bag of diapers out of the pink bag.

"Told you it was useful," Martin said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you," Roz said sincerely. "I know these will come in handy." She glanced down at Alice. "As a matter of fact, I think they can be useful right now. Excuse me," she said as she stood up and began heading towards the bathroom.

"There," Frasier began as he sat on the couch where Roz had previously been sitting. "We can all be civilized people and have a good time."

Daphne nodded slightly as she tried to fight the urge to yawn. "Not if we don't get some sleep soon, we can't," she put in.

"Second that," Roz called from the bathroom. "She's falling asleep, and frankly I'm about to do the same."

"Could I offer you a ride home?" Frasier asked in a concerned tone.

Roz shook her head as she reappeared in the doorway. "I think I can manage," she said honestly as she walked over and placed Alice in her car seat. "But thanks. And thanks for this party."

"At least let me help you carry things to the car," Frasier said as he rose from the couch. He had the large bag of diapers in one hand and Roz's purse in the other

"That you can do," Roz stated as she picked up Alice's car seat. "Ready?" she asked.

"If you are," Frasier replied as he started for the door.

Before the two of them could actually make it to the door, the phone rang. "Who could be calling at this hour?" Frasier wondered aloud.

"The real question is who would be calling you," Roz corrected. "Niles is already here."

"Watch it," Frasier warned. "I don't have to help you with this." He placed the bag down and handed the purse to Roz. Roz slung the purse over her shoulder. Frasier signaled that he would only be a moment before answering the phone. "Hello, this is Frasier Crane," he said into the phone. He was tempted to add "I'm listening", but he wisely decided against it. The caller would not necessarily be a fan of his show.

"Slow down," Frasier commanded the caller. "Lilith, is that you?" he asked a moment later.

"Ok, I'm going to bed," Daphne instantly put in as she rushed towards her room.

"And I'm going to check on Eddie," Martin added as he fled the room just as quickly as Daphne had.

"Roz, did you need help there?" Niles offered as he grabbed the bag of diapers. He then rushed to the door and opened it quickly. "Come now. Alice needs her sleep." He quickly shooed Roz out of the apartment, followed her, and slammed the door shut behind him.

"C-calm down, Lilith," Frasier instructed after he rolled his eyes at everyone else's pathetic excuse to leave. "Take a deep breath. I can't understand a word you're saying." His statement was far from false. Lilith was speaking at a very fast pace, and Frasier was certain he had actually heard some crying on the other end of the line. "I'm listening. Do you want to tell me what is going on?"