(Daphne's POV)

Daphne smiled to herself as she folded her exercise table and slipped it into her bag. It had been a good day and she was proud of what she'd been able to accomplish. Mr. Crane was a difficult patient; there was no arguing with that. But her heart went out to him. The poor man was shot in the hip while on duty as a Seattle police officer and was forced to retire.

It must have been so difficult for him, adjusting to a completely different life and losing part of his independence. And she could tell he was going to be one of those patients who were constantly complaining about his exercise routine, but it was for his own good. In time, Daphne hoped that she and the old man would become friends. However, it would take time for a true relationship to develop and she looked forward to many years with the Crane family. Dr. Crane was fussy and a real snob, but the fact that he'd hired her after he seemed reluctant to do so was a dream come true.

The phone rang, bringing her back to the present and she crossed the room to answer it.

"Dr. Crane's residence."

"Um… Oh… Hello. Is Frasier there?"

"I'm sorry he's not here at the moment. May I take a message?"

She had no idea where Frasier actually was, but she hoped he'd finally found his place of seclusion as he called it. She could certainly understand that. She was forever trying to find seclusion from her eight brothers and it was sometimes difficult to find a moment's peace.

It was then that she noticed that the pause in the phone conversation had been much longer than expected and she wondered if the connection had been lost.

"Hello? Are you there?"

"What? Um, yes… I'm sorry. I was just… D-Did you say that Frasier isn't home?"

"That's right. But I'd be happy to take a message. What would you like me to tell him?"

"Could you just have him call me as soon as he can?"

"Certainly, and you are?"

"How rude of me for not identifying myself. I'm his brother."

"Oh! Dr. Crane never told me that he had a brother. I have eight of them myself."

"Eight brothers. Wow, that's …"

"A big family, I know." She finished. "Well, don't worry Mr. Crane. I'll have him call you as soon as he gets back."

"Thank you, Miss…"

Daphne laughed. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Crane. I'm Daphne Moon, the woman your brother hired to take care of your father."

"Daphne Moon, I look forward to meeting you."

"And you as well, Mr. Crane. Goodbye."

She hung up the phone and smiled. She had no idea that Dr. Crane had a brother, not that she made a point of finding out personal details about her boss's life, but it was strange that this brother was never mentioned. Of course it was quite possible that she just hadn't noticed. Her parents and brother were right; her head was always in the clouds.

But there was something familiar about the voice on the phone… almost as though they had met before. She laughed at the thought. It was her silly psychic powers trying to tell her something again, but there was no way she could have possibly seen this Mr. Crane. Still, there was something about his voice. It was so soft, so warm and so-

The door opened suddenly and she smiled at the sight of her boss. But he didn't return her smile and in fact looked frustrated. He had every right to be frustrated, for when his father and Daphne had moved in unexpectedly, he had lost his privacy. She could certainly understand how that would frustrate a person. If anyone knew about lack of privacy, it was Daphne. Dr. Crane worked hard at the local radio station and had become a celebrity of sorts within the city of Seattle, so even on the streets the man was probably recognized. But she was sure that he didn't mind at all.

"Dr. Crane, your brother called." She said cheerfully. "He wants you to call him."

"Thanks, Daphne. He's coming over Friday night. He and I are going to take Dad to dinner."

"Oh, that will be lovely!" she exclaimed. "He sounds like a very nice man… like you!"

"Well thank you, Daphne. I'm afraid that our relationship isn't what it used to be, what with my living in Boston with Lilith and Frederick for so many years. But now that I'm back, I want us to be a family again."

"Family is important, that's for sure. Me Grammy Moon was always saying-."

"Um, look, Daphne… If you don't mind, I really need to make a phone call, so I'll just put this book away and go into my room."

"Nonsense. You'll do no such thing. This is your home and you can use this living room phone. I'll just keep meself occupied in me room. It will be nice to have a little free time. I can catch up on me romance novel. It's the most romantic story… this woman moved to a faraway land and found herself torn between two very different men. And then-."

She fell silent when she noticed Frasier staring at her. "Is something wrong, Dr. Crane?"

"No, no… It's just… you look really happy."

Daphne's cheeks flushed. "I am. I have this wonderful job and… I met someone yesterday. At that café you sent me to for your beans."

"Ah, Café Nervosa! Yes, that certainly is a wonderful place to meet someone. In the short time I've been here, I've met quite a few women there. None of them have worked out, but still…" His voice trailed away, and he smiled. "I'm sorry. You were telling me about this person you met?"

Daphne sighed, thinking of the handsome man whom she'd literally run into at the café. "He was very handsome. Slim, well-dressed, like you but… different in a way. He had heavenly blue eyes and… oh, I forgot the most important part! He's a psychiatrist!"

Frasier's eyes rose in amusement. "Really? Well, that's certainly a coincidence. I wonder if I know him. What's his name?"

Daphne burst out laughing. "Oh bloody hell, listen to me! Carrying on about a handsome man that I just met and I can't even remember his name!"

"Well, you must be quite enamored with him, the way your face is lit up. I hope it works out for you."

Daphne's cheeks flushed even deeper and she smiled. "Oh, Dr. Crane, really!He's a sophisticated man and I'm just a girl from Manchester. He couldn't possibly be interested in me!"

With a sigh she returned her attention to cleaning up her work area. It was a lovely thought, falling in love with such a handsome man, but there was no way that a man like that would ever fall in love with her.

A/N: For those who are wondering, I do realize that Daphne is calling Dr. Crane's brother Mr. Crane but there is a reason for that! ;)