This is my little version of a Nanny story, no spin-off. It’s just my own. Please tell me what you think. I'm still working on it, so tell me if you think I should write more.

Fran Fine was sitting on the couch, thinking. She wasn’t sure if she truly loved Mr. Sheffield. She knew she liked him, or even like liked him, but she wasn’t sure whether to take the big step of love. She stood up and went to Mr. Sheffield’s office.
“Mr. Sheffield?” She saw the chair was turned around, and a head was resting against a hand on the arm of the chair, but it wasn’t Mr. Sheffield. “Niles?”
The chair turned around. Sure enough, Niles was sitting there. His eyes were shiny with tears.
“Niles, what’s wrong?” asked Fran, rushing to his side.
“Well... Ms. Babcock has another new boyfriend. Ever since I told her I loved her, she’s been avoiding me and trying to make me jealous. I can’t take it.” Niles’ face fell.
“Aww... poor sweetie.” Fran gave Niles a hug. “How about I talk to her for you?”
“Oh, would you? I’d really appreciate that.” Niles leapt up from his seat and hugged her.

It was a few days later, and Fran never saw C.C. Babcock. She wondered what could have happened to her. She hadn’t talked to Mr. Sheffield yet. So much was on her mind- Maggie was seeing a new boy, a terrible “bad boy”, Brighton was going through a boy phase, and Gracie wasn’t being herself lately. Plus she had to worry about Niles’ problem, plus her own problems. She didn’t know what to think.
When everything got to her head, she went for a drive after making sure there was no one home, and leaving a note. She didn’t have any specific place to go, she just wanted to see where her heart would take her. She ended up at C.C.’s home. She knocked on the door, and C.C. answered. Fran noticed her hair was a mess, and she was wearing a robe.
“Ms. Babcock? Everything okay?” asked Fran, eyeing the bathrobe.
“Uh... yes, thanks for asking. As a matter of fact, everything’s fine. Well I guess I’ll see you later.” C.C. slammed the door. Fran knocked again. When C.C. answered, Fran found herself bursting in.
“Ms. Babcock, I hope you know what you’re doing! There’s a poor man living at the house I live in who loves you to death!”
C.C.’s eyes lit up. “Maxwell? Oh, my God. Is it Maxwell?”
“No, not Maxwell.”
“Not Jason....”
“Jason? Oh, you mean Brighton. And no, it’s not him.”
C.C. paused and thought. Her eyes widened so much, Fran thought they would fall out. “It’s not you, is it?”
“Me?? Hell, no!” Fran backed away. “It’s Niles!”
“Oh.” C.C. walked toward Fran. “See you later.”
“Oh? That’s all you have to say?? You HATE Niles!”
“Um...” C.C. began to back away. “Nanny Fine it was so nice of you to drop by. Now, don’t you have some children to take care of?”
“Well, they’re not home, but would you mind if I use your powder room real quick?”
“Um... no, I guess not.” Fran began walking toward the bathroom. As she passed all the rooms, she peeped inside for any signs of something being wrong with C.C. She passed C.C.’s bedroom, walked past it, and thenran back. She couldn’t believe what she saw!
“Niles????” Fran nearly passed out. Niles was there, lying in C.C.’s bed.
“Umm... Hello, Miss Fine!” Niles pulled the sheets over his head. C.C. walked up, and found Fran looking in the bedroom.
C.C. sighed. “Well, I guess the secret’s out. MY GOD!! NANNY FINE YOU CANNOT TELL ANYONE WHAT YOU JUST SAW!!!”
“Who me?” Fran walked back to the door and back to her car. As she drove, she tried to get the image out of her head. It didn’t work. She suddenly thought about Maxwell, which made her stomach fill with butterflies. She got into such deep thought about what it was she felt for him, and she wasn’t paying attention to what was going on in front of her. She suddenly collided into a silver car, which put her into spin and suddenly flipped her over.

“Miss Fine? Miss Fine?” Fran was hearing things.
“Who are you?” Fran woke up to find Mr. Sheffield standing over her, his hand on her shoulder. “Why is your hand touching me? Please go away.”
“Miss Fine, it’s me. Mr. Sheffield... Maxwell.” Maxwell was concerned.
“I don’t know you. Where am I anyway?”
“My God...” Maxwell sighed. “You really don’t know who I am, do you?”
“No, I don’t.” Maxwell could tell Fran was becomming annoyed.
“Miss Fine... Fran... You work for me. I’m not sure where you went, but I got a call and the police told me that you were in a car accident, and that’s why you’re here.” He held his breath, wondering what her reaction would be.
“Oh. I work for you? Really?” Fran looked more interested. Maxwell let out the breath.
“Yes, you’re my nanny.” Maxwell cringed, wondering if that seemed insulting.
“Nanny? What’s what supposed to mean?”
“Daddy, how is she??” Another voice came about, and a figure appeared in the hallway.
“Gracie, what are you doing here? I told you to stay in the waiting room.” Maxwell stood up.
“Daddy, the nurse told me to come here.”
“Well... where’s Maggie and Brighton?”
“They’re on their way here.”
Just then, the two other children appeared. Niles and C.C. were with them.
“Excuse me, Mr. Sheffield, but I feel uncomfortable with all these people here.”

OMG that is SUCH a good story. I assume from what you've posted that there's another chapter in the works. Please post that ASAP. I bet Max'll make some dramatic move to prove his love to Fran. (I'm a die-hard Fran/Max person, if ya couldn't tell! ;) )

Kristen
PS--If you guys want I can post one of my own fics too.

haha i liked it esp the part when fran walks in cc's room and niles was there haha that was good

That was a good story.

More coming...

LOL Kristen, you kinda gave part of it away. :P hehe... that's okay. :D

Here's some more... and there's still more to come.

“Oh, sorry. Niles, C.C., why don’t you take the children somewhere and leave Fran with me?”
“All right,” they agreed.
Niles began leading the children out of the room. “Okay, children. We’ll drop you off at the mall and pick you up in... oh... say three hours.”
Maxwell looked over his shoulder in confusion as C.C. nudged Niles and giggled.
When they left, Maxwell turned to Fran and smiled. “I’m sorry about what you’re going through, Miss Fine.”
“Um... thanks, I guess.” She turned her face to the side and lowered her eyes. Maxwell just stared at her.
“Miss Fine, listen. I want you to continue working for me, but until you get better I don’t want you doing anything. Got it?”
Fran paused. “For the umpteenth time, I have NO IDEA who you are! Maybe you know me and maybe I knew you once, but I don’t wanna feel like I’m living with a complete stranger. Where’s my real home?”
At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Fran’s mother, Sylvia walked in the room.
“Oh, my poor baby! I got here as soon as I could!” Sylvia ran and hugged her daughter. Fran pushed her away.
“Who are you?” Fran eyed her mother suspiciously.
“She’s your mother!” exclaimed Maxwell.
“Oh. Hi, Mother.” Fran rolled to her side and shut her eyes, hoping everyone would go away.
“Fran? Darling?” Sylvia’s eyes filled with tears. “She really doesn’t know who I am does, she?”
“I’m sorry, Sylvia,” Maxwell replied.

A few days later, Fran was out of the hospital. She had reluctantly agreed to live with Maxwell. Everyone there was especially nice to her, know what she’d been through.
Niles was on top of the world. C.C. was as well. Maxwell was concerned about their behavior, and he wondered where it was coming from. He was more concerned for Fran, who had been lying around mostly. He felt a strange feeling about it, but he couldn’t quite figure out what it was. Soon enough, he realized what it was.
He was in love. With Fran.
The feeling scared him. He wanted so badly to tell her, but he was too scared that she would think the wrong thing. But he was desperate. He decided then and there that it was now or never.
He found Fran lying on the sofa, crying.
“Miss Fine, what’s wrong?” he sat next to her.
“Oh, Mr... whatever your name is... I think that it’s so great of you to be treating me like this, letting me live in your house. I know I’ve probably been a pain,” she wailed. “I really appreciate this.” She hugged Maxwell and sobbed into his shoulder.
“Miss Fine... Fran... I need to tell you something.”
“Oh, okay. What is it?”
“Fran... I think I love you.”
“Huh? You think you love me? Are you serious?”
“No, I’m not serious. What I mean is I DO love you.”
“How can you love someone who doesn’t even know your name??”
“It’s Maxwell.”
“Maxwell... wow, what a rich-sounding name.”
“Fran, look at these pictures. See if you can remember anything.”
Maxwell took out a photo album and showed Fran pictures of his children, her with the children, and her with him.
“I really did live here, didn’t I?” asked Fran.
“Yes.” Maxwell looked into her eyes.
“Maxwell, I think I remember something.....”
Maxwell looked hopefully at her.
“Well... I remember... nothing.” The tears sprang back to her eyes. “At least I know someone loves me.”
And at that moment, Maxwell leaned in and kissed Fran. And he meant it.

Great job!!! Being the Fran/Max fanatic that I am, I love it!! Anytime you get those two kissing, I'm happy. ;) Can't wait to read more. I also enjoyed seeing Sylvia, too. She's one of my faves.

Kristen

This isn't a lot, but I'm working on it.


The next morning, Fran woke up feeling groggy. She remembered what happened the night before, but for some reason she couldn’t get a grasp on it. Everything was happening so fast. She doesn’t know who anyone is, she lives with a random man she used to know, the kids are nice to her, and all of a sudden the guy falls in love and kisses her.
She decided to get some time away from where she was. That day, she ran to her room, packed her things, and ran out of the house. She didn’t know where to go, so she ended up in the park. She sat on the first bench she saw and began to think. She tried hard to remember anything- even the slightest memory- of Mr. Sheffield.
“Franny?” Fran looked up to see a blonde girl.
“Who are you?” Fran arched her eyebrow.
“It’s me, Val, sweetie. Your best friend.”
Fran thought for a moment. “Why is it that I remember you but I can’t remember anything else?” She smiled and gave her best friend a hug.
“So how are you doing?” Val sat next to Fran.
“Val, Maxwell kissed me last night?”
“He kissed you?!? Oh my God!”
“What’s so exciting about that?”
“Fran, you have the biggest crush on Mr. Sheffield, remember?”
So it’s Mr. Sheffield. I’ll have to remember that, Fran thought. “Actually, no I don’t.”
“Oh. So how many more days until this memory loss thing wears off?”
“Val... no one ever said it’s gonna wear off!”
“Oh. I knew that.”
Fran sighed. “Val, please tell me something. Why am I suddenly having feelings for Maxwell?”
“Because you’ve been at him for the last four years!”
“Four years?? Man, I need to get a life... and a memory! But anyway, I think I love him. He’s been so nice to me.”
“Then you have to tell him.”
“I guess I will... Thanks Val, I’ll see you later.”

Fran returned home about 10 minutes later. When she walked in, Maxwell was the first person she saw. She was about to tell him her feelings, but couldn’t go through with it. She was like that the rest of the day. She didn’t talk to Maxwell all day.

This story is getting really good! I think maybe Fran should talk to C.C. and get advice from her, not knowing that C.C. doesn't like her, LOL! That could get really funny!

Kristen

As always fantastic story!! I like the nanny...i've always liked the nanny since I've been watching it since it was actually on one of the mainstream networks. Anyways, original plot, love the interactoin between Cece and Niles, and ofcourse Fran and Maxwell. Can't wait for more.

:) ;) :wave:

~Maria

p.s. Finish the Rebecca/Sam/Diane story!!!! please please please:D

its good keep going

That is really good. I'm not sure about the whole amnesia thing, but keep it up!

Originally posted by Kristen
This story is getting really good! I think maybe Fran should talk to C.C. and get advice from her, not knowing that C.C. doesn't like her, LOL! That could get really funny!

Kristen

You know, last night I was writing what I think should be the next part, but you just gave me an even better idea!

Originally posted by RebeccaHoweNo.2
You know, last night I was writing what I think should be the next part, but you just gave me an even better idea!

Awww, I inspired you! :blush: Now I can't wait to see what you do with that idea.

Kristen

Originally posted by RebeccaHoweNo.2
You know, last night I was writing what I think should be the next part, but you just gave me an even better idea!

Post it Post it post it! lol sorry I'm bored

what about "A new begginning" ?

*puts on puppy dog eyes* please please please post some more on that fic!!

Originally posted by DianeChambers87
Post it Post it post it! lol sorry I'm bored

what about "A new begginning" ?

*puts on puppy dog eyes* please please please post some more on that fic!!

:lol: I'm working on it... I'm trying to get an idea of what's going to happen next. I'm having issues with it.

How about she meets a hot Jewish guy and falls in love with him and she has to choose bettween this hot guy who she knows better, or put her trust in a past she can't remeber and go with Mr. Sheffield.

Originally posted by RebeccaHoweNo.2
:lol: I'm working on it... I'm trying to get an idea of what's going to happen next. I'm having issues with it.

Ok ok...i'll just have to hold on to my horses then....lol

haha I still owe tim the end to "and your little angel hung the cat up by the tail"

I just posted something twice, so that's why I'm posting again :\

Another short part


She was so confused about what to do, that she decided to turn to C.C. for help, not knowing that C.C. despised her.
“Hey... uh...” Maggie walked by. “What’s her name?” Fran asked her.
“C.C. Babcock,” replied Maggie.
“Thanks.”
Maggie smiled and walked up the stairs. “C.C., I need your help.”
C.C. turned around and almost started to laugh, but remembered what Fran was going through. “What is it?” she replied.
“Well, last night Maxwell told me that he loved me, and I love him back, but I don’t know if I should tell him or not.”
C.C. just stared at Fran. She couldn’t believe that Maxwell actually loved that woman. C.C. had worked with him for years now.
Suddenly, the sides of her lips turned up as she tried to hold back a smile.
“Well, Nanny Fine, I hate to say this, but Maxwell had to be lying when he told you he loved you.”
“What makes you say that, C.C.?”
“Because he’s my boyfriend.”
“But what about the butler guy?”
“Oh, Niles? Well... um... we, uh... Maxwell and I had a fight and I was trying to make him jealous. He was probably doing the same to me by telling you he loved you.”
“Well... that’s not nice.” Fran’s face fell. She became so upset and felt used. When she spotted Maxwell coming toward her with a big smile on his face, she quickly thanked C.C. and ran to the stairs. When she looked back, she saw C.C. lean in and kiss Maxwell. Fran felt hot tears in her eyes and ran up the stairs.

“C.C.!” exclaimed Maxwell. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Umm... playing around with you?” replied C.C.
“Well, that was NOT funny! What’s the matter with Fran?”
“She’s just upset that she can’t remember anything.” C.C. licked her lips and took a deep breath. Just then, Niles walked by. “C’mon, Butler Boy, we have some business to take care of.” C.C. said quietly. Niles anxiously followed C.C. out of the room.
Maxwell looked on, confused once again. He ran up the stairs after Fran and found her in her room, sobbing.
“Fran, darling, what’s the matter?”
“What’s the matter? You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend!” Fran looked away from Maxwell.
“A girlfriend? What gave you that idea?”
“C.C.’s your girlfriend! She told me you had a fight and you were trying to make her jealous!”
“I wasn’t! Fran, when I said I loved you, I really meant it.”
“Why should I believe you?”
“Well, why should you believe C.C.? She hates you, you know.”
“Really?” Fran sobbed.
“Yes, really.” Maxwell hugged Fran and she sobbed into his shoulder. “Fran, I really do love you. And it took me just now to realize how much I do.” They pulled apart and smiled at each other. Maxwell began wiping Fran’s tears away.
“Maxwell, did you love me before I forgot everything?”
“Well... I did love you, but I was afraid to admit it. I didn’t want anything to happen between us because I didn’t want us getting hurt. But now, looking into your beautiful eyes, I can see that that will never happen.” He stroked her cheek softly. They leaned closer and began to kiss each other.
“Maxwell,” Fran’s eyes lit up as she pulled away. “I think I remember something!”
“What do you remember, Fran?” he replied anxiously.
“I remember... us on a plane... and you told me you loved me...”
“Oh, God,” Maxwell muttered under his breath.
Fran gasped. “And then you took it back! And I bet you’re gonna do it again.” She stood up and charged out of the room.
“WHY DID I TAKE IT BACK????” Maxwell yelled to the ceiling.

Getting better! Whats next!

*wipes a tear* LOL that was so great!! And I love the use of "the thing" yet again, that'll never go away, as much as Max may wish it would hehe. Seriously though, you're doing a great job, and I can't wait to see more!

it's good keep going

My dad said I wasn't allowed on the internet for awhile so I had plenty of time to work on this.




Maxwell was sitting at his desk with his head in his hands. He was wondering why Fran had to remember THAT memory of... the thing. Just then, Niles walked in.
“Niles, old man...” Maxwell started.
Niles interrupted him. “Don’t tell me- same ol’ same ol’. You got yourself into a mess with Miss Fine- she probably remembered something about your ‘love life’- and she got angry and left, and now you don’t know what to do so you’re turning to me, like always.” Niles stood there with his hands folded across his chest.
There was a pause. “Yes, that’s basically it. So, uh... what do you think I should do?”
“Well... first figure out where she is- do you have any idea?”
“Probably at her moth- oh, crap. She doesn’t know who her mother is, let alone where she is.”
“Sir, may I suggest... you go find her?” Niles walked out of the room, leaving Maxwell to think for himself.

Meanwhile, Fran was at Val’s house. She had a blast with her best friend. It was like old times- sleepovers, gossip, makeovers, so on.
That night, Fran wrote in her journal.

“It surprises me that I’m pulling this off. I’m glad I’m over the amnesia, but I’m figuring that if I keep it up, I can get Maxwell to really show me that he loves me. I think of all the things I’ve done to try to get him to admit that he loves me, this is the best I’ve come up with.”
Fran wrote for a long time. She expressed her feelings for Maxwell, and wrote about how she thought he felt. When she finished, she turned off the light and went to sleep.

Maxwell continued to wonder where Fran could be. He was incredibly worried. Here was a woman with amnesia who didn’t know where, what, or who anything was. He was just about to call the police when Gracie ran in.
“Daddy, where’s Fran? I had an idea of something to tell her that she’ll be sure to remember!” she exclaimed.
“Um... she’s, uh... what do you want to tell her?” Maxwell asked, smiling.
“About that trip to Paris you took when you said the thing and took it ba-”
“Gracie, why don’t you go to bed.”
Gracie froze, wondering why he was stopping her. Then she smiled, turned around and skipped out of the office to her bedroom.
Maxwell decided not to call the police. He walked out of his office and collapsed on the couch. A few minutes later, he drifted off to sleep.
As the entire Sheffiled family was sleeping, C.C. managed to sneak inside. She hadn’t given up on Maxwell yet. She found him on the couch.
“God, he’s so cute when he’s asleep,” she muttered. She carefully sat next to him, and he stirred a little. “Now... what can I do to make him think I’m Fran?”
At that very moment, Maxwell murmured, “Fran... oh, Fran I do love you.”
C.C. jumped a little, startled by his voice. When she recovered, she tried to imitate Fran. “And I love you, too, sweetie...”

Back at Val’s place, Fran quickly woke up. She got a strange feeling over her, and realized she wanted to go back to Maxwell’s house. She quietly got up and wrote a note to Val, telling her where she’d be. She exited the house and walked back to the Sheffileds’. Slowly she opened the door, only to see C.C. and Maxwell in the middle of a deep and passionate kiss. C.C.’s eyes grew wide when she spotted Fran.
Lucky for C.C., Fran’s “amnesia” returned and she pretended to think that Maxwell was Niles.
“So it IS you and the butler having an affair,” she said, shaking her head.
“Uh... yea.” C.C. got up and ran off to find Niles.
Maxwell woke and sat up. “Miss Fine?” he said when he realized she was there. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, Maxwell, I missed you,” Miss Fine replied, opening her arms to hug Maxwell.
“But where have you been?”
“Oh... uh... I’ve just been in different places. Nowhere special.”
“Oh.” His eyes lowered. “Fran I’m so sorry about how that certain memory is the first thing you remembered. I made a bloody fool of myself when that whole thing happened.” He looked her in the eyes and smiled. “I really do love you, you know.”
“You do?” Fran smiled back.
“Yes, I do.” He kissed her softly.
“Maxwell, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?” He said, pulling away.
Fran bit her lip. “Um... I love you, too.”
Maxwell smiled. “Aww...” He hugged her again.

Meanwhile, Niles and C.C. were having a few problems. C.C. barged into Niles’ room. “Come on, butler boy, take me away.”
Niles looked at her from the chair he was sitting in, setting the book he was reading down. “Excuse me?” he said.
“I said... take me away.” C.C. stared at him hard.
“I don’t think so.” Niles picked his book back up and began reading again.
“But... why?”
“Miss Babcock, I saw you downstairs with Mr. Sheffield. I know you still have a crush on him.”
“Oh, Niles, I do NOT! I was just trying to break he and Nanny Fine up. I mean, they make the WORST couple ev-” she stopped and thought. They really did seem to be meant for each other. “Oh, crap! Thanks a lot! Niles, being with you has made me... nice. UGH!”
Niles looked at her. “Aw, how sweet,” he said
C.C. looked back and smiled. “You’re such a... swine.”
“Kiss me.”

The next morning was hectic. Grace was sick with the flu, Brighton lost his homework, and Maggie was running late for her job. Niles and C.C. overslept (naturally), and Maxwell couldn’t get his new computer to load properly. Fran was the only one who seemed to be normal. She gave Grace some medicine and called the doctor. Then she found Brighton’s homework and sent him off to school. Maggie managed to make her way out of the house okay, which worked out because right after she left, Fran had to take Grace to the doctor.
When they got there, Fran checked her in and they waited.
“So, Fran, do you know when you’ll be able to remember things?” Grace asked.
“Uh... no, I don’t sweetie. But thanks to you guys and your father, I’m getting better at it,” Fran replied, smiling.
“Oh, well, that’s good,” Grace said, suddenly looking pale.
The door to the waiting room opened. A nurse peeped out. “Grace Sheffield?” she asked.
Fran and Grace stood up and walked to the door. The nurse led them to an empty room.
“Let’s see here... Grace has a case of the flu, I hear. Well, let me check you over first and then the doctor will be in.” The nurse checked her heart, weighed her, and did a few other things before she finally left.
When the doctor came in, he checked over Grace again and took a throat culture. When he finished, he asked Fran a few questions.
“So, Fran, you’re Grace’s nanny, am I right?”
“Right, doc.”
“And how long have you known her?”
“Oh, I’ve known her since she was about six. I started out working in a bridal shop with me ex-boyfriend, until he fired me. Then I came to sell makeup to the Sheffield’s, and Maxwell hired me.”
“Maxwell Sheffield, the producer?”
“Yep, that’s him.”
“Wow... well, I’ll be back in a moment. I’m going to take this down to the lab and see what Grace needs.”
“Okay.” The doctor left.
“Fran! You remembered stuff!” Grace suddenly exclaimed.
“What do you mean? I have amnesia.” Fran replied.
“Well, you remembered how old I was when you started working here, and you remembered what happened before that, and then you remembered who Daddy is!” Grace was jumping with excitement.
“Gracie! Sit still! You’ll get sick!”
“I’m sorry, I’m just so excited about this!”
“Gracie, listen. I don’t want you telling your father about this. It’s really important.”
“Why not?”
“Well... um... because I wanna tell him myself!”
“Oh. Um, ok.”

Good!

Great job!! Keep it up. My fave line was "Being with you has made me...NICE!" :lol: Can't wait to see more.

Kristen

lol i like that part 2 its good keep going

***
A few days later, Fran still hadn’t gotten the nerve to tell Maxwell the truth. She couldn’t stand the fact that he’d probably get upset with her. Plus, she loved toying with him.
Maxwell had asked Fran on a date the night before. Of course she said yes, and decided to tell him then. She stared in the mirror for what seemed like hours to figure out what to wear. She wanted to look really hot, so maybe that would distract him.
“Fran!” Just as Fran finished up her hair, Maxwell called her down.
“Coming!” she yelled back down. She was wearing a tight black dress that stopped right above the knees. Her hair was pulled back into a bushy ponytail. She checked herself one last time, and ran downstairs.
“Miss- I mean, Fran, you look gorgeous,” Maxwell said, taking her arm.
“Aww, thanks,” replied Fran. They walked out to the limo and had the driver take them to a restaurant close by. As they sat, they spoke quietly, Maxwell trying to trigger Fran’s “memory”, and Fran trying to avoid the subject.
“C’mon, you have to remember something,” Maxwell prodded her.
“I can’t right now. Do you like my shoes?” replied Fran.
“Yes, they’re lovely. Now, what about-” Maxwell got cut off because Fran couldn’t take it anymore. To get him to stop, she grabbed his shirt, pulled him close, and began to kiss him. Maxwell was astounded at first, but slowly got into it, wrapping his arms around her waist.
The kiss ended, and Fran acted like nothing happened while Maxwell felt a little dizzy. He snapped out of it, and looked at Fran, staring ahead. “Now, how long have you wanted to do that?”
“About 4 years,” she muttered under hear breath, then quickly replied, “Since I saw you for the first time in the hospital.”
“Gotcha.” There was no more talking after that until they reached the restaurant.
When they got inside, they were ushered to a table almost instantly. After small conversation, Fran decided it was time.
“Maxwell, I need to tell you something,” she began.
“Before you do that, I have something important that I want to tell you,” he replied.
“And what’s that?”
“Fran Fine, will you marry me?”
“Oh, Maxwell, I- WHAAAT?!?”
“Will you marry me?”
“Oh, Maxwell, I’ve been waiting for this mo- I mean, it all seems so sudden. We haven’t really known each other all that long.”
“Here’s your ring.”
“I will marry you!” She leaped up to kiss him. Everyone in the restaurant began clapping. They were served their food. While they ate, they stared at each other with a passion.
“Fran?” asked Maxwell, finishing his meal.
“Yea?” replied, Fran, finishing hers.
“Shall I pay the bill so we can get out of here?”
“Yes.”
Maxwell paid his bill and grabbed Fran’s hand. They walked out together and got home. No one was around, so they kissed each other.
Little did they know that Niles and C.C. were only a room away.

THUMP! “What’s that noise?” asked C.C., catching her breath.
“Probably nothing,” replied Niles. He sighed. “Now you’ve spoiled the mood.”
“I’m not kidding, I really heard something!” C.C. got up and Niles followed. They opened the door and saw Fran and Maxwell. As the two of them watched the lovers really get into their kiss, Fran began to talk.
“Max...well?” said Fran.
“Yes?” he replied, not pulling away.
“I need to tell you something.” Fran pushed the two of them apart.
“What is it?”
She took a deep breath. “I don’t have amnesia anymore.”
“What?” Maxwell looked her firmly in the eye.
“I recovered a few weeks ago, but I just wanted you to really admit you loved me.”
“Miss Fine! Do you realize how terrible a thing to do that is? You just faked it to get something out of me! How dare you?” Maxwell truly looked hurt.
“I’m sorry Mr. Shef- wait a minute! Are you saying that if I really had been okay, you wouldn’t have said anything?!”
“I-”
“Don’t say anything! I don’t want to hear it! And I never want to speak to you again! Take this piece of trash!” Fran ran out the door, bursting in tears.
“YES!” screamed C.C.
Maxwell turned to see Niles and C.C. eavesdropping at the door.
“My God! What are you doing in the dining room?”
“Uh...” they both said. Then they shut the door and got back to where they were.




I just HAD to put this picture on here!

Your story keeps getting better and better!! And of course who can resist that "Pen Pals" pic? Just when I thought things were gonna be OK between Max and Fran you threw in another twist! Keep it coming!

Fran went to her mother’s house and told her the whole story, after admitting that she had been “cured” for three weeks.
“You mean he proposed to you?” Sylvia squealed.
“Yes!” replied Fran, still crying.
“And you walked out on him?”
“Yes!”
“Why didn’t you keep it a secret?!?”
“Ma, Gracie knew and I didn’t want her to end up telling him for me.”
Sylvia calmed down a little. “Fran, I cannot believe you did that. Now you’ll never get married!”
“Ma, listen to me. I’m gonna do all I can to get us back together. But I just need some time to think this over.”

Meanwhile, Maxwell was confiding in who else but Niles, of course.
“Niles, whatever you’re doing, finish up because I need to talk to you.”
“Damn,” he said quietly. He got himself together and left C.C.
“Hey! Tell him you’ll be back later!” she demanded.
“I can’t, you know how Mr. Sheffield is.
“God, I hate you.”
“Oh yea? I hate you more.” Niles left and went to Maxwell.
“Niles, old man, I need your help.
“Why do you always need my help? I’ll tell you what to do- go find Fran, admit that you still love her and want her back. And tell her you forgive her for what you did, and that you’re sorry for what you did. And before you say anything else, she’s probably at her mother’s.”
“Now how did you know all this?”
Niles shrugged. “Lucky guess.”
“Come on! You were eavesdropping weren’t you! That’s what you and C.C. were doing in the dining room, am I right?”
“Uh... yea.”
“Boy, do you two have a bloody problem.”
“You know, for once I think you’re right.” Niles walked back to continue with C.C.
“Miss Babcock, you know what? Mr. Sheffield thinks that we both have problems.”
“Oh my God! Does he know what we’ve been doing?”
“No, he thinks we were eavesdropping on him.”
“Oh, is that all? Come here, baby.”
“No, no, no. When I walked back here, I realized that I’m the one with a problem.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, this has been going on for a long time now, and I realized my feelings for you. Now, what I’m saying is... will you marry me?”
C.C.’s hand went over her heart. “My God, Niles, it’s all so sudden. I really need some time to think this over.”
Niles’ face fell.
“Okay, I’m done! I will marry you!”
“Oh, thank you!” He hugged his future bride.
Maxwell walked in at that very moment, only to find Niles and C.C. holding each other.
“My God... the world’s turned upside-down!” he exclaimed.
“Mr. Sheffield, we’re getting married!” yelled the excited Niles.
“Well, congrat- what?”
“We’re getting married,” C.C. repeated for him.
“Uh, well, I uh... congratulations?” Maxwell walked out of the room with a look of confusion.
“Sir, where are going?” asked Niles.
“I’m off to find Fran. I can’t stand being mad at her.”
“You go right ahead.” Niles’ face lit up. “We’ll be fine here all by ourselves.”
“All by yourselves? Where are the children?”
“They made plans for tonight, you remember.”
“Oh, that’s right. See how lost I am? That’s why I’m off to find my love.”
“Good luck sir.”
With that, Maxwell left to find Fran.

A few moments later, he was standing outside of Fran’s mother’s apartment. He buzzed the buzzer, and Fran herself answered the door.
“Mr. Sheffield, what are you doing here?!?” Fran exclaimed, not too surprised.
“I, uh, I want to say that I’m sorry for all that’s happened. And I forgive you for doind what you did. I just... overreacted. Fra- Miss Fine, I still care for you very deeply. I hope you believe me when I say I love you very much.”
“You know, I have to admit that you really hurt me. And I know what I did was wrong, but what you did was even worse. You were basically messing with my feelings. I mean, what if I really HAD had amnesia, and I’d gone through with the wedding? When I snapped out of it, we’d suddenly be married. You’d probably feel guilty.”
“The point is, that none of that happened,” replied Maxwell grabbing her in his arms with a big smile.
Fran completely melted. “Oh, Mr. Sheffield.”
“Say no more. I do want you to marry me, and I want you to come home with me.”
“You got it!” Maxwell lifted Fran off her feet. “Ma, I’m going, we’re off to plan a wedding!”
“Oh, you guys! Congratulations!” exclaimed Sylvia, running out from the kitchen.
“Thanks, Ma! Bye!” Maxwell and Fran left, after sharing one last kiss.




THE END


Stay tuned for part 2, "Friends WithOUT Benefits"

yay!! niles and cc are getting married! lol looking forwrd to part 2