As they turned onto Queen Anne Avenue, Martin glanced at Daphne in the rear view mirror.

"She's out like a light, isn't she?"

She certainly is." Frasier said.

"I thought a spa was supposed to relax you; make you feel refreshed. But geez, the way Daphne was carrying on earlier, she's worse than before. Looks a hell of a lot better, though. But Fras, I'm worried. I've never seen her like this before. Something's wrong."

Frasier looked at Daphne who had long since fallen asleep on his shoulder.

"It is rather disturbing."

"Disturbing? It's damn scary and I don't like it!" Martin yelled.

"Shhh! Dad, you'll wake her up!" Frasier yelled back.

Groggily Daphne lifted her head and opened her eyes.

"Too late for not waking her up." Martin said.

"Where are we?" Daphne asked.

"We're almost home." Frasier said.

Minutes later they pulled into the Elliot Bay Towers parking garage.

"Dad, I'll make sure that Daphne gets into the condo safely. Can you bring her luggage?"

"Oh sure, make me the slave why don't you?" Martin asked.

"For God's sake, Dad! Don't worry; I'll make sure that Eddie hasn't been kidnapped!"

Frasier and Daphne walked into the building and headed for the elevator. After pressing the call button, Daphne turned to her boss.

"I can't thank you enough for coming to pick me up, Dr. Crane."

"It was my pleasure, Daphne. But Dad and I are worried about you."

"I'm fine, Dr. Crane. I'm just a bit tired."

"You look more than just tired, Daphne." Frasier said when the elevator doors opened.

"I'll be all right." She said.

But Frasier had his doubts.

"Here we are. Home at last." Frasier said as he unlocked the door and pushed it open.

Daphne walked into the apartment, gasping at the sight.

"What's all this?"

Frasier smiled. "Well, it was supposed to be a surprise party for your homecoming. But when you didn't come home, we-."
New tears filled her eyes as she looked around at the huge banner that bared her name, along with the words Welcome Home.

"You did all of this for me?" She asked tearfully.

Martin appeared at the door, carrying Daphne's luggage. "I'll just put this in your room."

Upon hearing his master's voice, Eddie barked excitedly.

"Hey, Boy!" Martin said, stopping to scratch the dog's head.

Still in shock over the party decorations, Daphne hugged Martin. "Thank you so much, Mr. Crane. I can't tell you what this means to me! I just... love you both so much."

Awkwardly, Martin rubbed her back. "Well, we love you too."

"That goes for me as well." Frasier said, hugging her warmly.

Daphne brushed a tear from her cheek and sniffled. "Thank you, Dr. Crane."

"Well, why don't you get yourself settled in?" Frasier said.

"I can hardly wait to sleep in me own bed." Daphne replied, making her way to the bedroom.

"I'll just let you get unpacked and then-."

"Oh right, I'll get lunch on the table straight away, Dr. Crane."

"No, Daphne."

She looked at him in surprise. "What do you mean? That's my job and-."

"Now Daphne, I just want you to relax and enjoy being at home." Frasier said.

"But what about-."

"I'll take care of everything." Frasier said.

Daphne smiled and hugged him. "Thank you, Dr. Crane. You're much too kind."