Hello hello hello! I'm very disappointed in the lack of reviews I received. Anyway, here's another chapter. I know it's kind of on the short side, but I think it's a pretty good one. I would like to inform you guys that we will be wrapping this story up in a couple more chapters.*Billy Mays impression* BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE! If you guys would like, my imagination has so much more in store for these characters. So, if you would like us to come back for a second season, then LEAVE ME A REVIEW.

Also on a little side note, I sent an email to one of the publicists at NBC Entertainment (you know since they produced Frasier) and I told them about this little fanfiction and that I personally thought that it would make a wonderful TV show. I gave them the basic plot line and a few key details. However, I have not heard anything back yet and it's been about two days. If anyone knows a really great way to get in touch with NBC( or a related channel) then please oh please send me a private message. Anyway, fingers crossed that I'll get something back. Even a rejection letter, that would be fine too. Anyway, enough of me, on to the story!

FPOV

I sat on the couch, wallowing in guilt. I was so stupid to say that that night was a mistake. I felt terrible that Analeigh had taken it the way she did. I was a fool not to realize what she had realized so quickly. That if that night hadn't turned out he way it had, she never would have been born.

I could hear Daphne, Niles, and Dad in the kitchen. Ronee had taken David to the park. It was a a few minutes past two when there was a knock on the door. I rushed to it and opened the door. There stood Analeigh, Lilith and Chris.

"Analeigh, I'm so happy to see you." I said, pulling her into a hug. "I was so worried."

"I'm sorry." She said.

"Please, come in." I said, stepping aside so that they could enter. I sat down on the couch and Analeigh sat next to me. "Analeigh, I want you to know that you were by no means a mistake."

"I know, Mom told me."

"Right." I smiled. "And I also want you to know that even though I've only known you for a few days, I love you. And I want to be able to make up for the time I've missed. If that's all right with you, Lilith."

"Of course." She nodded. "Once we get back to Boston, I'll see about us getting together with our lawyers to get everything worked out."

"Good."

"Frasier," She said. "For what it's worth, I'm sorry I never told you about Analeigh. I was just scared and worried and-"

"I know." I interrupted. "And, I'm willing to forgive and forget. Water under the bridge."

"Thank you."

"Aww." I heard Daphne squeal from the kitchen.

"Daph!' Dad reprimanded her.

"You guys can come in if you'd like." I called.

They all rushed through the door. Daphne was the fastest and she didn't hesitate to give Analeigh a hug.

"I love a happy ending." I heard her say.

"Lilith, it's good to see you again." Dad said. "Who's this?"

"Martin, this is Chris, my... well, um-"

"Boyfriend." Analeigh finished for her. "I don't understand why you have such reservations on calling him that."

"My boyfriend." She repeated, turning back to Dad. "However, surely you can understand my surprise at your civility. Especially in in light of the recent events."

"Like Frasier said, water under the bridge." He grinned his usual cheeky grin.

"Martin," Analeigh said. "I would like to thank you for trying to make up for what you said the other night by attempting small talk with my mother. That means a great deal to me."

Seeing them side by side, I realized just how much Analeigh and Lilith were alike. Their likeness in appearance was obvious, besides the fact that Analeigh dressed slightly more casual than her mother. But, I had never had the chance to realize how similar they were in personality. They were both very uncomfortable making small talk; Lilith had always been one for deep meaningful conversations. Their mannerisms were nearly identical. It wasn't much of a surprise once I thought about it. Lilith was, for the most part, the only parental figure Analeigh had had to look up to during her developmental years. Analeigh had a habit of correcting other people's grammar. I had also noticed that Analeigh, like her mother, enjoyed using large vocabulary words. I've always thought that that was something Lilith did to make herself feel more comfortable to make up for her social awkwardness.

"Analeigh, when do you go back to school?" Daphne asked.

"A week from over morrow." She replied.

"What is 'over morrow'?"

"Oh, over morrow is a poecilonym for 'the day after tomorrow'."

"What is a poecilonym?" Niles interjected.

"A poecilonym is a synonym for the word synonym."

"Ah." Niles nodded with an impressed expression. "I'll have to add that one to my vocabulary."

Eventually, Chris reminded Lilith of the time their flight took off so we were quick with our goodbyes. We exchanged phone numbers as she told each of us goodbye individually. She said goodbye to Niles and Daphne first.

"Tell David that I'll see him soon." She said as Daphne gave her another hug.

"I will. Take care, dear." Daphne smiled as she released her.

"Goodbye, Martin." Analeigh said.

"You know, you can call me 'Grandpa'. You know, if you want to."

"Maybe one day." She said slowly.

Then she turned to me. I suddenly felt sad. I knew it was a little silly, I mean it's not like I'm never going to see her again. But, I was still sad to see her go.

"If you ever need anything, or you just want to talk, don't hesitate to call me. Day or night." I said, also giving her a hug.

"I will."

"I love you, Analeigh."

"I love you,too, Frasier." She said.

I let her go and the three of them left to go to the airport. I sighed as I looked forward to the day that she would call me "Dad".