Niles rubbed his temples in frustration and lay back on the sofa. "You know, you do look a little peaked, Niles." Frasier said as he hung up his coat. "What's on your

mind?"

"I-I'm not sure." Niles said, staring at the ceiling. "Something's wrong."

Frasier sat down in the chair next to his brother. "I'm listening! " He said with a smile.

"Well, something weird is going on and-."

Suddenly he sat up and looked around. "Frasier, where is Dad's chair?"

Frasier shrugged. "I guess it's still at his apartment, why?"

"His apartment? You mean..."

Frasier looked at him blankly, as a surge of anger went through Niles. "Frasier, how could you?" He yelled.

"How could I what, Niles? What are you talking about?"

"You put him in a home, didn't you? I thought we were going to discuss this subject together before we did anything so drastic! Our father may have been shot, but

he's not an invalid! Besides he's got-."

Frasier jumped out of his chair and looked at his little brother in alarm. "WHAT? Dear God, our father's been shot and you're just now telling me? When did this

happen?"

Niles looked at his brother, bewildered. "Don't you remember? You're the one who called me! And you were in Boston at the time! Dad was responding to a burglary,

and then you flew home! Then when the incident happened at Dad's apartment, we decided he shouldn't live at home anymore so he moved in here with you and then

you hired-."

Frasier laughed. "Oh Niles... You were always such a kidder! I couldn't possibly move Dad in here! Where would Lilith and Frederick sleep?"

"Well I would hope back in Boston where they live!" Niles said.

Again his brother laughed. "Oh Niles, Frederick and Lilith haven't lived in Boston for years! You see, As soon as Lilith heard my plea to move back to Seattle to be with

my wonderful brother and father, she was only too happy to make the move."

"You mean, she and Freddy live here? In this apartment? Why in God's name would you allow her to move in with you?"

"Well of course! We are married you know! And Frederick is our son!"

"You and Lilith got remarried and didn't even tell me? Did you tell Dad?"

"Niles you know perfectly well that Lilith and I have been happily married for years! You were at the wedding! Actually you were the best man IN the wedding! If you

hadn't remembered to bring the rings at the last minute, I don't know what would have-."

"I know for a fact that I wasn't in your wedding because you told me you had a civil ceremony! "

"What? Never in a million years would I get married and not include my brother and father!" Frasier exclaimed.

Niles was speechless. Had his brother gone mad? "Well..." he finally said after a long silence.

"Oh dear... I had no idea that you and Maris were having problems! I'm so sorry." Frasier said, putting his hand on his brother's shoulder.

Huh?

Niles... it may feel like our wives are a bit too much for us and the only solution is to divorce ourselves from the situation, but trust me it's not the easy way out!"

"No, Frasier I mean that you and Lilith are really divorced, just like Maris and I!"

"If you love and trust another person with all your heart, that's all that since you mentioned remarrying Lilith, you know..." Frasier continued, apparently ignoring

his brother. "We have a significant anniversary coming month and that would be the perfect way to celebrate...by renewing our vows! And how wonderful if Freddie

could share in that glorious moment!"

"Oh... Okay." Niles said nervously. "So what about Dad?"

"What about Dad?"

"Well how is it possible that you know nothing about him getting shot? He's been getting physical therapy daily from... by the way, where's Daphne?"

"Who?"

"Daphne. Daphne Moon. The woman you hired to take care of Dad."

"Oh Niles, don't be ridiculous! Dad doesn't need a nursemaid or a therapist! He's perfectly healthy! He lives alone, just like he always has!"

Niles rose from the sofa and walked woodenly to the door.

"Niles!" Frasier yelled. "Where are you going?"

"I-I need to talk to Dad. Um... what's his address again?"

"Don't tell me you've forgotten already! You visit him all the time!" Frasier said with a laugh.

Niles laughed nervously. "I know... but... um... I'm just.. I haven't been feeling well lately and..."

"Oh, but Niles, do you think you should be going out? Why don't you call Maris and tell her that you'll stay here with us? You can sleep in the guest room. I'll write you a

prescription for anything you need." Frasier said.

What? His brother doing something completely unethical?

"No... I.. I think I should just leave. But thank you Frasier."

"Leave? Niles I-."

Before his brother could protest, Niles hurried out of the Elliot Bay Towers feeling more confused than ever.