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Niles walked around the jewelery store for what felt like hours. He gazed at the diamond rings inside the glass case and none seemed to catch his eyes, not a one. He was just about to give up when he saw one that he'd missed. He moved closer to the display and saw that there was one that out beat all the rest. It wasn't as big as most of the ones he'd seen, but it just screamed her name. It was small, but the diamond was shining brightly, just like she did most of the time. He called the salesman over and he bought it, he hoped that she would like it.

When he returned home, he found her passed out on the couch. She was lying on her stomach with her arm dangling off the couch, he rolled his eyes and stared up at the ceiling as if asking for some kind of answer, he knew it would be hard work to get her to straighten out, but he had no idea what tricks she had up her sleeve.

"Miss Babcock, wake up." Niles said as he shook her. She opened her eyes quickly and then sat up just as fast.

"I'm sorry, I've had a rather interesting day." She said.

"I know, here, this is for you." He handed her the small velvet box and she gasped when she opened it.

"This is so pretty!" She said.

"I thought you'd like it, now your little blonde self can just stare at the shininess of it all day long, but just don't walk into a wall, ok?" When he turned his back to her to look at the clock, she stuck her tongue out at him, she immediately put back in her mouth when he turned his head to look at her. "Very mature Babs, all right, are you ready to go?" He asked.

"Yes master." She placed her hands on her arms and did the thing that Jeanie did when she was talking to Tony.

"All right, all right, come here for a moment." He motioned for her to come near him. He began to fix her hair with his fingers, a few strands were sticking up and he didn't want her looking like a common street rat.

"Thanks." She said as she smiled at him.

"No problem, now let's go."

At least four hours later, both Niles and C.C. stumbled in the door with all array of shopping bags in their hands. C.C. had at least five in each hand, and Niles the same amount.

"I pray to God this works." He said as he led C.C. to where her room was, he had to half kick open to the door because he couldn't open it with his hand. They both placed the bags down on her bed and sat down at the same time, absolutely exhausted.

"It better, especially if I have to wear those shoes." She said as she pointed at one of the boxes that had fallen out of a random bag. Inside were a pair of black heels that C.C. hadn't really liked all that much, but it was in style now, thankfully though, Niles had let her get a pair of boots that were most comfortable.

"You know, that ring looks good on you. After all this is over, I'll let you keep it." He said as he picked up her hand and examined it.

"Gee, thanks." She said. "All right, out. I want to put all this away, and seeing as it's going to be eight before I even get done, I'm just going to crash after that, be thankful you won't have to feed me." She said as she started to kick him out.

"Crash?" He shouted.

"It means go to sleep, out!" She shoved him out the door and slammed it in his face. He shook his head, what the hell had he gotten himself into?

While C.C. slept, Niles kept pacing back and forth in his bedroom, what was he going to do? She was obviously just playing along, well no, he knew she'd want that money, she was greedy or so he thought, most of the time, so she'd stay just for the money and that would be it. He paused when he remembered the story of her mother, he wondered if Maxwell knew that story, he swallowed hard as he tried to picture a young C.C. losing her mother, it was absolutely heartbreaking. He brushed the feeling aside and then started worrying again, oh good God, what if this woman couldn't pull it off?

When he laid down on his bed, he closed his eyes and tried to picture C.C. in a wedding dress and surprisingly, she looked beautiful. With her somewhat long blonde hair fixed nice and neat, a strapless white gown, and the smile he was sure she would have on her face if this were true, made him actually consider marrying her for real for a moment or two, but then he remembered how they were supposed to hate each other, but something still twinged at him, he just hoped it was heartburn.

Niles finally drifted off to sleep himself, but now it was C.C.'s turn to worry. How was she going to pull this off? She may have been of high stock, but she was no longer accustomed to things in the higher society, she was a glorified maid! Butlerette actually. She smirked when she remembered how he called her that. She secretly loved it, it showed he had a sense of humor. He'd actually showed it again today when she came out in a black flowy dress that went to her knees. He wolf whistled and it made her blush. He said it accentuated her eyes and that she looked like a dream, she'd never been told that before, sure she'd been told she was a beautiful woman by a lot of people, but from a man that was pretending to be her husband...which totally didn't make any sense, made her get a fuzzy feeling inside. She finally closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, but the feeling of her finally getting married, even though it was fake, still made butterflies in her stomach.

The next morning, Niles awoke to the smell of food being made and he got scared for a minute, then he remembered that C.C. got up every morning to make breakfast for the Sheffields and apparently she had forgotten she wasn't supposed to.

He got up quickly and went into the kitchen. He saw C.C. had her back to him and that she was busily making something, he smelled bacon, something she didn't get to make that often due to Miss Fine being Jewish. Unlike C.C., he liked Fran, he got along with her fantastically, his only problem with her was the fact she always took Maxwell's mind of what they should be doing by hopping up on his desk and babbling on and on about her family.

"Chas, you do realize you don't have to make breakfast anymore." He said. He watched as C.C.'s head snapped up, she'd been looking down at what she was doing and he must have provoked something because she slowly turned her head to look at him.

"What did you just call me?" She asked. He then caught what he said and got nervous, she looked like she was fixing to kill him.

"Whoops, sorry about that." He replied with a shaky tone.

"It's no problem, but my mom used to call me that when I was little..." Her voice trailed off, she quickly turned her head back around and finished what she was doing. When she had all the food she'd made done, she put them on two plates and as she went to put the skillet in the sink, it burned the palm of her right hand. She let out a small scream and grasped her hand. She swore a few times under her breath as she tightened the grip on her hand, trying to get the pain to subside.

"This might help." Niles turned on the sink and gently placed her hand under the cold water. She tried to pull it away at first, but he held her hand steady. She leaned back against him to keep from trying to run again, this was helping some, but not by much. He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, feeling her back against his bare chest and his hand holding hers was just odd, this was his arch-rival here, but she did need help and he wanted to prove he wasn't as mean as she thought. "Let's get this bandaged up." He said as he released her hand and turned to get the First Aid Kit from above the stove. He pulled out the ace bandage and the Neosporin, along with a pair of scissors.

He turned the water off and held out her hand for him to spread the weird substance that would relive the burning feeling from her hand on her red palm. He examined it a little more before he made his diagnosis.

"It looks like a very minor first degree burn. I suggest not making anymore food for the duration of your stay here." He said as he wrapped the bandage around her hand.

"Thanks Dr. Brightmore, I believe you're onto something here." She teased.

"Call me Niles, we are supposed to be engaged after all." He smiled.

"Ok...Niles." She said returning the smile. Before it got awkward, he pulled the bandage tightly, cut it, and then put the masking tape on so that the bandage would stick to her hand. "Thanks." She said as she rubbed the bandage softly, the pain was not as bad as it was.

"You're welcome C.C., now, let me give a call to the INS and then we'll eat, I've always wondered what your cooking tasted like." He smirked.

"In all the years I've worked for Mr. Sheffield, you've never eaten my food?" She asked placing her hands on her hips.

"Well, I would always spit it out." He added, he laughed at the look of displeasure and shock on her face before walking down the hall to shower, change, and call the INS.

Apologies for the short chapter, but I couldn't think of anything to add that would take away from other chapters, so there it is. I tried to make it all fluffy and fuzz-i-fied, don't make fun of that word, I've heard it so many times that I am seriously considering writing a list of all the made up words and phrases I've heard/used/made, anyway, I hope you enjoyed this and I'll see you again in three days time! Adios!

PS: Just throwing this out there for the fans who've seen every episode, does anyone else get hysterical in the episode Maggie the Model when the photographer guy is doing his thing? I get so hysterical that I am literally in tears.