As they descended down the stairs, their fingers entwined, every eye was upon them.

"All right Niles, now that this ridiculous party has officially been ruined, would someone please tell me what's going on?" Frasier demanded.

Niles sighed. "Frasier I can explain. You see, Daphne-."

"Dr. Crane it's my fault, not your brother's." Daphne interrupted. "It's just that... Well I had this vision, and-."

"Daphne, please! I don't have time for this!" Frasier snapped.

"But it's true! You have to believe me!"

"Let her talk, Fras." Martin said. "The sooner this fiasco is over, the better."

"Look, Dr. Crane. I-I know you don't believe in me powers or that I have these psychic visions, but please just listen to me! I had a dream... a nightmare actually... about Donny. And this wasn't the e first time. In fact, I've been having them almost every night since he proposed. In every dream we're at each other's throats, fighting in the worst way! I still cringe at the hurtful things he said to me in those dreams and it scares me! What if me nightmares come true after we're married? I don't want me marriage to end in disaster, but I also don't want to spend me life wondering if Donny's not me soul mate. You know like in Sleepless in Seattle when Meg Ryan-."

Frasier held up his hand to silence her. "I get it, Daphne. It's fine. Just... go on with your story-sans Sleepless in Seattle. I've had enough of that movie to last a lifetime!"

Niles put his arm around her and kissed her cheek. "And as for Mel and I, we never really say eye to eye anyway. So I suppose our breakup is for the best."

Finally Frasier smiled. "Well... I can't say that I'm not happy about it, and although I had my reservations about this... infatuation of yours with Daphne, I can see now that it's so much more. It's true love and the two of you have never looked happier."

"Amen to that." Martin said. "Now I'm going to get a beer from the kitchen."

"Help yourself Dad." Niles said, unable to resist grinning. He turned to the few guests that lingered in his living room. "Please everyone, stay and enjoy yourselves as long as you like. I'd say that I'm sorry that the evening turned out to be a complete disaster, but Frasier's right. I've never been happier." He poured two glasses of champagne and handed a flute to Daphne. "I propose a toast-."

"Niles, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?"

"Of course. Let's go into the library. It's quieter in there."

As they entered the library and sat down on the sofa, Niles smiled and caressed her hand. "Now what did you want to talk about?"

She swallowed hard, suddenly embarrassed. "I don't know quite how to tell you this."

He smiled and brought her hand to his lips for a gentle kiss. "You can tell me anything."

"All right. When you invited me over here, with that silly excuse for wanting me recipe, I was hoping that you were going to tell me that you loved me."

His eyes widened in surprise. "You were? Oh Daphne, I'm so sorry! I-."

"I understand. And it's okay. I was engaged to Donny and... Well, now I'm not. But even though things didn't exactly transpire the way I had imagined, I'm still grateful for the way they turned out."

Niles took her into his arms and held her. "Oh Daphne..."

"I think it was you all along." She said as she rested her head against his chest. "I just wish I had seen it sooner. I'm so sorry, Niles."

"I'm not." He said matter of factly. But let me ask you something. These visions you have... Do they ever involve a gourmet dinner with someone you've known for a long time, followed by a night of dancing and passion?"

Daphne laughed and kissed him once more. "I think you might be a bit psychic as well!"

"No... I'm not psychic, Daphne Moon. Just deeply in love."

After brushing away the tears that fell onto her cheeks, he kissed her deeply. "Now... what do you say we enjoy the rest of this party? And then perhaps later, we can discuss these visions a bit further-maybe put them to the test?"

Again she laughed and hugged him tightly. "I'd like that."

THE END