The Birthday Wish
by Carol Sandford
Set: Um...Dunno
Rated PG13
Disclaimer: Same as before, begrudgingly, as before :(


"Come on, Will, blow out the candles, unless of course now you're REALLY
old you haven't got enough puff anymore!"

The roar of laughter rocked the room and even Will laughed along heartily,
glancing around at the group of people that surrounded him, wishing him
well. Friends, each and every one of them.

His Captain, a man that Will could only look up to and admire, and admire
he did. Jean-Luc Picard was Will's ultimate aspiration, his life's goal.
His life. But more than that now, William Riker wanted to be just like his
mentor. Once Will had wanted to rule the universe, to be the best Captain
that ever was, but no longer. He'd learned a long time ago that there could
be no better Captain than the one that stood before him; Proud and
sincere; A good friend. The best.
His eyes rested briefly on the woman beside him. Her blue eyes alight with
merriment and mirth, and it hadn't taken Will long to know that Beverly
Crusher was the instigator behind this surprise party, she usually was. She
liked nothing better than being in the middle of chaos, especially when
she had created it, if only to laugh at the end of it all. Will also
mildly wondered if she created these small society meetings so that she
could put the Captain in an atmosphere of neutrality, the only place where
he seemed to let down his guard, even if it was only briefly, but it was
usually long enough to satisfy her craving to see the real Jean-Luc

Geordi's enormous grin lit up the room, the light bouncing off his visor
adding to the illusion that he was larger than life. Hell, Geordi La Forge
WAS larger than life and Will was immensely proud of the Chief Engineer and
what he had achieved in his life and the friends he had made along the
way, everyone of which admired and adored him as much as he.

But no one adored him as much as the android standing beside him with a
tight-lipped easy grin, his yellow eyes taking in everything he saw, intent
on learning everything and anything. Everything that could and would make
him feel more at home with his fellow man. Will wondered how long it would
be before Data finally realised that he was home, and that he was one of
them, he always was and always would be. Data was a very special person.

Will smirked at the giant man trying to hide behind his fellow crewmates,
clearly not comfortable being there, but knowing he was part of the family,
one way or another. Worf, Klingon warrior, true friend and caretaker, the
only man that Will could trust to take care of the woman beside him. The
one woman that meant the world to Will. The one woman that he would love,
ever love or want to love.

Deanna Troi.

Will's eyes rested on her a little longer than the others as he watched
her laugh up into Worf's face at the joke that Geordi had just emitted.
The spark of envy that flitted through him was so brief it was barely
noticeable to all those others that surrounded him, urging him on to blow
out the forty plus candles upon the huge cream cake. Taking a deep breath,
Will's eyes met hers as he prepared to blow, making the wish as he did so.
Seconds later with a raucous round of applause, Will made short work of
the numerous candles, watching with satisfaction as the plumes of smoke
rose from the extinguished flames.
Will sat quietly, the music gently soothing him as he let the evening's
events slip through his mind, leaving him with a deep sense of well-being.
The door's chime surprised him, but he was unsure why. He knew that she was
on the other side, but the question was why. She had only left him some
thirty minutes or so ago, Will could still feel her lingering chaste kiss
on his lips; the kiss of a friend. Beverly's kiss had been slightly more
exuberant, no doubt to stir up the Captain a little more than anything.

But none of that mattered now as he came to a stand and prepared himself
to come face to face with the woman of his dreams. The woman of his
wishes. Will didn't hear the hushed husky thrill in his voice as he
answered the chime, "Come in."

She stepped through the doors basked in a halo of light from the corridor
behind. It outlined her willowy figure, hiding her features in the shadows
as she stood in the centre of the room, only lit by a soothing amber glow
from a single lamp.

Will was unsure of her intent, not wanting to be presumptuous, or forward.
Nor did he want her to see his need. His quiet 'Hello' he hoped was
neutral, but he'd forgotten his eyes, and his heart. Will Riker might just
as well had spouted his undying love out aloud for what good his pretence
at being otherwise had done. Deanna Troi read him like an open book.

She stepped towards him, her eyes never leaving his, "Hello Will, I've
come to make your birthday wish come true."

Will's eyes dropped to her mouth and then lower before coming back to rest
upon her ebony eyes once more. "How do you know what I wished for, its
supposed to be secret."

She made another step towards him, bringing him within an inch or two from
her. She looked up into his face; a face that mirrored her desire, "I know
all your secrets, Will, and I know what you wished for tonight. I'm here
to grant you that wish."

Will held his breath, "You are?"

She stood on tiptoe and touched her lips to his, "I am."

Will lifted his arms and rested his huge hands upon her shoulders, the
question in his eyes hovered between them, "Tell me...tell me what I wished
for tonight, Imzadi."

Deanna placed her small frame against his larger one, circling his waist
with her arms, her tiny smile lighting up her beautiful features as she
continued to look into his, "You wished to be surrounded by your family
and friends for your next birthday."

Will gasped with surprise. It was true, it was what he had wished for; to
be in the same place surrounded by the same people, his family and friends.
But Deanna continued talking over his scattered thoughts, "You will
always have your friends, but in order to have a family, Will you have to
create one, and to do that you have to have a relationship. I want to be
your family, Imzadi. I want to make your wish come true. Marry me, Will."

And in that moment as Will swept Deanna up into his arms, he realised that
this was what he had wanted all along. Everything he had ever wanted and
desired was here on this ship and in his arms. Wishes did come true after

One Year Later...

"Come on, Will, blow out the candles!"

Will chuckled with embarrassed laughter, "Okay, okay!! hang on!! Gotta fill
up the lungs just a tad more these days."

Deanna sniggered, "Oh yes, thats true, it takes him almost five minutes now
to just climb out of his bed."

Will got her back, "Yes, sweetheart, but thats after I‘ve managed to shift
your cute ass off my person. You‘re no light-weight these days, y‘know."

As everyone roared with laughter around them, Deanna could only stare up
into her husband‘s eyes with feigned indignation and a lot of tolerant
love, but even so, she couldn‘t hide the tiny smile that lit up her face
whenever she looked at the man before her, "In your dreams, Commander
William Riker! I‘ll have you know, I am not one OUNCE over the weight I was
ten years ago!"

Will had to get her, he just had to, Grinning, he said, "That may be so,
Honey, but what about all the years in between??!"

That did it. Deanna launched herself at Will with the intention of landing
him a playful thump, but instead found herself swept up into his arms with
a squeal of shocked surprise and a chorus of hearty hooting, applauds and
whistles from their closest friends that were watching the happy couple
doing what they should have been doing years ago; living the life of lovers.

Deanna was even more surprised when Will began to make his way out of the
door, laughter was in his eyes as he addressed the friends that turned and
watched them go. None in the least minding. None surprised. They had all
come to accept the strange and wonderful happenings that frequently took
their Commanding officer and the Counselor off to a little world of their

The door hissed shut on the continuing cheering and claps and Will
continued to carry his wife along the quiet corridors of the Enterprise.
Deanna giggled self-consciously at her husbands outrageous behaviour,
"Will! How could you? and at your birthday party too."

Chuckling, he continued his hurried pace towards the deck that housed the
senior officers living quarters, still holding onto Deanna with no
intention of letting her go. The occasional crew member that they happened
upon, step back in amazement, but still Will carried on with an impromptu,
"Carry on, Ensign."

By the time they had reached their joined quarters, Will was not only
breathing heavily from exertion, but from the intense feelings that were
bubbling up inside his wife. With each step he had taken, Deanna became
more and more aroused. There was only one reason Will wanted to bring her
back here and that was because he wanted to make love to her, again.

And again.

This had been their third impromptu visit to the sanctuary of their home in
one day, but neither one of them were counting. Even before the doors had
shut, Will was sliding Deanna down his long body and feasting himself on
her mouth as his hands expertly reached for the invisible opening of her

With one deft, well practised movement, the tunic pooled at her feet, and
Will plunged his feverishly hot tongue into her scorching mouth. Fire met
fire, its ebullition igniting the spark that had lay in a forced quiescent
for the sake of appearances. But it was their time.
Deanna, her own hands feverishly clawing at his top, reached up underneath
the fabric and raked her long nails down his rock hard chest and stomach,
catching the tiny tight nipples, the pain emitting a strangulated highly
erotic growl that she swallowed greedily, soaking up its power, using it to
saturate Will‘s senses with everything that she possessed.

Will felt her invade his every pore, every sense, and every dirty thought
that washed over him as Deanna continued her assault. But he wanted to
ride the carnal siege with her. And from there on, it became war.

Will reached for the hem of her gown, lifting it and removing it in one
smooth movement, barely breaking the punishing kiss as he reached over her
head, carelessly dropping it to the floor as he felt Deanna‘s fingers
fumble for his pant clasp.

But he was too impatient to feel her hot touch and he broke away from her
fevered mouth long enough to shove not only his pants but his underwear
too, down his long hair-roughened legs, kicking them away along with his
shoes. They both heard the tinkling of glass as they hit the low table,
sending an ornate crystal object that adorned it to the floor.

But neither cared or looked its way as each others fingers continued their
frenzied path up and down their heated bodies. Unable to hold back her
desire any longer, Deanna reached for Will‘s head, tugging it lower. Will
didn‘t need telling twice. Ripping his mouth away from hers, he deftly
forced down the lacy bra that held her heavy breasts and latched his hot
lips onto an already engorged darkened tip.

As he begun to suckle, Deanna groaned aloud at the sensations that shot
through her, making her knees buckle. Crushing her body closer, Will pulled
her to the floor with him, not breaking the torturous battery to her
heaving, overly tender and swollen breasts.

And it was then that Will stopped and suddenly pulled his mouth away from
her body, ignoring the salve soaked tips as he stared intently at their
form. Deanna‘s chest rose and fell with her exertions, pushing the mounds
momentarily to his face and away again, making them seem even larger than

But everything came to a grinding halt; their labours, their breaths, their
eyes as they met each others with searching questions, but his own made his
heart stop,


He watched her smile blossom and with it came his own, this time her name
not only held a question, but a tiny shred of hope,


She nodded shyly, "Yes, Imzadi, its true. You‘ve got the rest of your
birthday wish. I‘m pregnant. You‘re going to have your family, Will."

Tears of joy not only filled his, but hers too as he swept not only her
cherished body, but the precious life it contained, into his arms, never
feeling so contented or complete in his life before, and it was all down to
a sentimental moment at a birthday party and the love of the woman in his