Finish The Scene: 6.11 "The In-Law Who Came Forever"

by

Celia
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Not realizing it was Niles, CC stares at the backside swaggering by, encased in tight faded jeans. Her eyes wandering up to the muscled biceps and the thick reddish blonde hair under the tilted hard hat. ‘Oooh, now THAT is a great piece of eye candy.’

Pointing to Michael, Niles orders, "You out! Mr. Sheffield has changed his mind."

CC quickly sits up, ‘THAT’S NILES!’.

Michael and Desmond the photographer: Shout in confusion, "What?!"

CC: ‘What does he think he’s doing?! Crazy decrepit man! Maxwell will never let him get away with it!’ CC’s eyes narrow as she watches the models make room for him on the girder. Not being able to stop herself, CC admires Niles again, ‘Wow, he sure looks good in that outfit. I knew he was in great shape under all those suits, but ….yowsa!’ Never in her wildest dreams did she think he could look this yummy.

CC fidgets in her seat, waiting for Maxwell to say something, frustration etched on her face as she spots one of the make-up girls smiling at Niles.

‘Oh just wait till Maxwell chews him out in front of everyone!’

Michael: "Maggie, what’s going on? I thought I had the job?"

Maggie: With relief in her voice, "No Michael, you can’t on account of your G.P.A." She smiles over at Niles, who gives her a wink.

Michael: "What does my grades have to do with anything?"

Maggie: Placing her hands on her hips, gives him this look and replies, "Not Grade Point Average, you schmuck. I’m talking about your impending Groin-Pull Accident. Did I ever tell you about this knee-jerk reaction I get when I see my boyfriend surrounded by lithesome models?"

Michael: Shaking his head, shrugs his shoulders and walks away with his arm around Maggie, knowing better than to argue with *that* kind of reasoning.

Desmond: Waits for Mr. Sheffield to finish conversing with his wife. Getting his attention, "Did you okay this concept?" pointing to Niles surrounded by a bevy of beauties.

Maxwell: Turning around. "Hmmm?….NILES!"

CC: "Oh good! Here it comes! He’s going to get it now!!"

Niles: With an innocent look, "Sir?" Enjoying the 5 lovely ladies surrounding him. ‘Oh, I could die a happy man right about now.’

Models: "Oh, let him stay!" they all gush.

Caitlyn: The photographer’s assistant, shifts her attention from Maxwell to Niles. "Ooo, who’s THAT? VERY dishy! Mr. Sheffield, he is much better than the other one, with his young pretty boy looks. It’s so passe`. He was like an Antonio Sabato wanna-be. But this guy - WOW - looks very suave and very macho at the same time. Mmmm….to be that toolbelt around his waist…is he married?"

CC: Overhearing all this gets really mad, strides purposely over to Maxwell, shoving Caitlyn aside. "Maxwell, you can’t be serious! This poster is very important! You can’t let everything ride on that decaying refuse of a man!"

Maxwell: Studying Niles and noticing the make-up girls and models reaction towards him, as well as Caitlyn’s comments. "Well, it appears that he has panache`, CC. Look at all the attention he’s getting. And Michael is no where to be found. So it looks like we have no choice. You have got to admit the old boy doesn’t look half bad." Maxwell was happy to give his old friend some enjoyment in life.

CC: "I do not!" Her eyes narrowing as she eyes the ‘Altoid’ hussy, who earlier asked for a lunch break, pressing herself against Niles’ arm.

Maxwell: "Desmond, take some pictures and lets see how he photographs."

Desmond: "Okay, mate, whatever you say." He takes shot after shot, putting them all in different poses. Time passing by very quickly.

Maxwell: Looking at his watch. "CC take over. I have to go home. Fran wanted me there 15 minutes ago, something about a camcorder, Aunt Frieda and getting my jacuzzi back."

CC: Nods good-bye to Maxwell, not being able to pull her eyes away from the spectacle in front of her. Squirming in her seat and getting angrier by the second, she watches Niles pose after pose with all those young beautiful women.

Desmond: "Simone, I want to take a couple of close-ups of just you and Niles. The rest of you girls take five.
That’s right, you two, get a little closer. I need a very tight shot. Now Simone look very seductive for me."

Caitlyn: "Desmond, put me in there."

Desmond: "What? Are you daft?! You don’t have the expertise."

Caitlyn: "That’s not what you said last night! Do I need to tell Julianna about our late night work session?"

Desmond: "Simone out! Caitlyn in! Okay, now stand really close to Niles. Closer. A little closer….perfect!"

Caitlyn: A big grin on her face, clearly enjoying herself.

CC: Finally reaching her boiling point, furiously shouts, "Okay, that’s it! Break it up! This photo op is OVER! Desmond, bring the proofs to Mr. Sheffield’s home tomorrow morning…NILES!!" Her eyes blazing, waiting impatiently for him to come over.

Niles: "Oh, what now? Owww, Miss Babcock, let go of my toolbelt!"

CC: Drags him to a nearby dressing room and slams the door shut.

Niles: Grimaces in pain as he takes off the toolbelt.

CC was so angry she was at a loss for words.

Niles: Looks at her warily. "What now C-Rex, are you firing me?"

CC: "Why are you here? Dressed like that! I told you that you weren’t right for the part!" She knew what she was doing earlier this morning when she laughingly called Niles, ‘Hume Cronyn’. She didn’t want him around all those models. And when Michael showed up it was perfect timing. Let Marsha….Madeline…Aggie? Well, whatever her name is, let her worry about them swooping around her boyfriend. But then Niles has to show up and ruin it all!

Niles: "Okay, I know I’m not as young as Michael, but I figure for $5000 I would give it a shot." Hot and sweaty from all the lights during the photo shoot, he starts to unbutton his blue and white plaid shirt, unaware of CC’s reaction to him taking it off.

CC’s mouth gets very dry as she watches Niles. Her eyes drawn to a bead of sweat slowing rolling down his chest. His thin white T-shirt molded tightly against his body.

Niles glances up and sees the look in CC’s face. His gaze dropping from her face to where a pulse beat in the hollow at the base of her throat. He tears his eyes away and gives her a questioning look.

CC: Shaking off the sight of Niles in a tight T-shirt, she asks vehemently, "Did you enjoy yourself  posing with all those floozies?!"

Niles: "Hey, it’s not just a job, it’s an adventure."

CC: "You make me sick!"

Niles: "Why, did you see your reflection on my hard hat?"

Seething, CC reaches over to slap him.

Niles easily catches her wrist. "You might have a big mouth and a whiz at giving grievous bodily harm, CC Babcock, but deep down I suspect you're attracted to me."

CC: "What?! You can’t be serious! Me attracted to an old pile of bones like you….and WHO’S got a big mouth?!"

Niles: "You." He raised a finger and slowly, tantalisingly outlined her lips. "And it’s beautiful and I want to kiss it."

CC could feel electricity in the air, sense the throb of his heart beating in unison with hers. The world had stopped turning. They were alone in this room, no Max or Nanny Fine walking in on them. His fingers were moving over her face, caressing her cheek, marveling at the smoothness of her skin, brushing wisps of sungold from her brow.

Niles:  Whispers, "Hello."

CC: "Hello."

Something wonderful was happening. Caught in the eye of an emotional hurricane, there was a stillness, a waiting, a tension. It was a crucial moment which CC wanted to savor. She wanted to be able to say, ‘That was the moment we both brought our guards down.’ And yet she also badly wanted what would probably come next. His kiss.

Niles: "We shouldn’t," he said, answering her unspoken plea. "Not yet, not now."

CC: "You’ve kissed me before," she murmured, running her fingertips slowly down his arm.

Niles: "Yes, but not when there’s a roomful of people inches away, waiting for us to come out. If I kiss you now it won’t stop there, we both know that." He rubbed his forehead in a gesture of frustration.

CC: A smile played on her lips, "Kiss me."

Niles: "Don’t try seduction," he warned, but it sounded more like a plea.

CC: Smile widened, "You’re the one who suggested it."

Niles: Nodding grimly, "And you don’t need to have majored in psychiatry to analyze that as wish fulfillment, pure and simple."

CC: "Hey, I was the one who had to sit by watching you parade around today practically naked in those skin-tight clothes of yours. It was hell! I was attracted to you, but my hands wanted to throttle you at the same time! Half the time I could belt you because you’re so darn insulting, the other half, especially today, I’m obsessed with being with you!"

Niles: "CC!" Surprised at her confession. Did she know how beautiful she looked, he wondered as she ranted and raved at him. Standing there with her sungold hair dishevelled and appealing. He wanted to kiss her. He came forward to enfold her in his arms. One kiss became two, three, four, each slightly gentler and more persuasive than the last.

When eventually Niles raised his head, CC drew in a breath. The chemistry of his kisses was potent. She wasn’t sure how she came to be wrapped so close to him, but, if she was driving him crazy, he had her completely spellbound.

CC: "Don’t stop," she murmured.

Niles: "I’d better. Unless you want those people out there wondering what’s taking us so long."

CC: "I do."

Niles: "You would…and remember that phrase, it’ll probably come in handy in the near future. Come on, let’s go." He opens the door.

Caitlyn: Immediately rushes over as soon as she saw him appear. "Niles, there you are! How about getting something to eat, my treat!"

CC: "No, it will be MY treat to take this toolbelt and wrap it around your fat head, now leave my guy alone!"

Caitlyn backs away quickly.

Niles: Chuckles, "My hero! Hey Wonder Woman, do you have a golden lasso to tie me up with later?"

CC: "Oh, you better believe it!" smiling at him alluringly.

They walk away arm in arm, CC resting her head against his shoulder.

Niles: "Oh, by the way, when do I get paid?"
 

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