“Full Circle”
- independent sequel to “Conversation
on … Chocolate”
Author: Pia
Pedersen
Summary: The Imzadi couple makes a
decision on their future
Timeframe: Post “Insurrection”
Disclaimer: You all know the drill.
There’s no use in suing, I’m just a poor college student.
**********
“You
look very pleased with yourself, Commander,” Deanna teased, lifting her head
from Will’s chest where she had rested.
Will smiled, bringing her lips to his
for a loving kiss.
“I have the most beautiful woman in
bed with me,” he said. “Why shouldn’t I be pleased?” He winked at her.
“You look quite satisfied yourself …”
Her reaction came in the form of a
pillow in his face.
“You are so full of yourself,
Riker!”
Deanna rose to her knees and put a shirt
on to cover up her nakedness.
“Really?” Will returned her smile.
“What exactly are you trying to say?”
“I don’t want to bruise your ego
---“
“My ego will be fine. Now, dish!”
Will reached out for her, bringing her
close to him again.
Deanna cocked an eyebrow at him,
obviously amused.
“Oh,
Will, a woman doesn’t kiss and tell …”
She smiled and kissed him lightly.
“Give it up.”
“Not a chance.”
Will kissed her deeply and felt her
relax in his arms.
Then …
“No … Will, please!” Deanna cried
out in surprise, as Will pushed her on her back and tickled her mercilessly.
“’You want me to stop?”
He smiled and savored her beauty as she
lay there before him, her cheeks flushed from laughter.
“It’s easy. Just tell me what I want
to hear.”
Her laughter made his heart skip several
beats.
“Okay, okay,” she promised as he
continued to tickle her. “You are the best, no one can compare to you --- “
she paused, choking from laughter.
“That’s better.”
“I’m
sure the Captain will agree with me,” Deanna continued.
Will’s laughter subsided instantly.
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Well, it’s hardly a secret that he
thinks very highly of you and your abilities as First Officer. We all do.”
She looked up at him innocently.
“Thank you very much, Counselor. I
hold you in high regard as well,” Will shot back, trying to sound serious and
failing miserably. “I’m glad you’re having so much fun, Dee.”
“I am,” she nodded, pulling him down
to her. “Kiss me.”
Will smiled. She was irresistible when
she was in this mood.
“Yes, ma’am …”
He complied and felt her come alive in
his arms.
Who was he kidding? She was always
irresistible.
~ Thank you. ~
“My pleasure,” Will answered,
softly.
Deanna kissed him again, bringing him
with her back into a world, which was theirs alone.
~ Yes, definitely my pleasure. ~
Deanna’s laughter caressed his mind,
and he realized how much he had missed that part of their relationship.
And then he heard the words he had so
longed to hear.
~ Welcome home, Imzadi. ~
He fell back in the pillows, and Deanna
rolled with him before resting her head once again on his broad chest.
“There’s no where I’d rather
be,” Will answered, letting his fingers run through her hair. “No where at
all.”
Deanna kissed his chest, smiling as she
threw a glance at the now melted chocolate sundae on her desk.
Chocolate was a fabulous substitute, but
there was nothing like the real thing.
***
Several days later Will found himself
sitting alone at the bar in Ten Forward. He was lost in thought as he had been
for at least an hour.
In front of him was a small velvet box.
From time to time he would reach for it, open it and give it a quick look before
closing it again.
“Sometimes thinking about it too much
only keeps you from making the decision,” observed Guinan, who had been
lurking around in the background.
“The decision is already made.”
Will looked up at her, smiling.
“It’s funny, isn’t it? We’re
Imzadi and have known each other for decades. We love each other, and, still, it
took ---“ He paused, speaking more to himself than to Guinan.
“Love will always find a way,
Commander,” she answered. “But once you have it, you need to hold on.”
“I intend to.”
Guinan smiled, looking to the door.
Will saw Deanna enter and quickly hid
the little box.
She came closer, and he offered her a
warm smile.
She was a vision, and for a minute Will
could not speak.
“I’m glad you approve,” Deanna
smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek.
“You look breathtaking, Deanna. I
don’t think I ever saw that dress before. I’m pretty sure I would remember
it.”
Will let a finger caress her cheek.
“Let’s hold on this time,” he
whispered.
Deanna nodded silently, letting his
thoughts overflow her senses. He was serious, she knew, and in her heart she
also knew that this was the real thing. In fact, it was as real as anything
she’d ever known in her life.
“Let’s eat.” He smiled. “Go
ahead, I’ll be right with you.”
She did, and Will turned to Guinan with
a broad smile.
“Do you have any champagne stacked
away somewhere back there?”
“I believe I do,” she answered and
took the ring from him. “I’ll have it ready for you when you’ve finished
dinner.”
With a silent thank you, Will rose from
his seat and joined Deanna at the table.
She looked up at him as he sat down and
reached for her hand.
“What are you up to, Will Riker?”
she asked, holding his gaze with hers.
“Me?” He looked at her, pretending
to be oblivious. “I’m just having dinner. I’m not up to anything.”
“Oh, please. You have that look. Tell
me, Will.”
She smiled, and he knew that if he got
her to agree to marry him, he would have the most wonderful and fascinating
woman by his side. What more could he ask for?
“And what if I refuse?” he teased.
“Are you going to tickle the truth out of me?”
“Very funny.”
She looked at him, squeezing his hand
before letting her fingers caress his hand in sensuous circles.
Will held his breath, letting the
feeling of her touch fill him up.
He smiled as he saw the realization in
her eyes.
She knew exactly what she was doing to
him, and she was enjoying seeing him squirm in his seat.
“See? I have my ways. Just tell me –
you know I’ll get it out of you sooner or later anyway.”
Will looked at her, releasing his hand
from hers before leaning across the table and kissed her lips lightly.
“I will,” he promised her.
“Later.”
Deanna nodded, letting the subject rest
as they enjoyed their meal as well as each other’s company.
But she couldn’t let go of her
curiosity completely.
He was definitely up to something, and
she couldn’t wait to find out what it was.
***
“One chocolate sundae coming up.”
Will entered Deanna’s cabin a few
minutes after she had arrived herself. In his hands were a chocolate ice cream
and two glasses with a liquid substance, which Deanna did not recognize.
“It’s champagne.” He offered her
one of the glasses, sitting on one knee in front of her. “Taste it.”
Deanna brought the glass to her lips,
and then … she froze.
“Will!”
She looked at him, a mix of happiness
and disbelief in her eyes.
“Yes?”
She took the ring from the bottom of the
glass and gave it to him.
“Will, what is this?”
Her heart was singing as she saw the
love for her in his eyes again.
“Well …” He looked at the ring,
holding it between two fingers. “It looks a lot like a ring, wouldn’t you
say?”
Will smiled, taking her hand in his.
“Deanna … Imzadi,” he whispered,
emotion apparent in his voice. “Someone once said that in every relationship
there’s a chance of getting hurt. But once we’ve known the joy of holding
another close, we realize that it’s a chance, we’ve just got to take. “
He paused for a second, taking in a deep
breath before continuing.
“Will you take a chance with me? Will
you let me hold you and love you for the rest of our lives? Deanna, will you
marry me?”
For a long moment Deanna didn’t say
anything, and Will waited. He had waited for twenty years already; he could wait
a few minutes more.
“Imzadi …”
She was crying, and he rose to his feet,
bringing her into his arms and held her close.
“Dee, I love you so much …”
“I love you, too,” Deanna answered.
“Of course I will marry you!”
He didn’t say anything; it wasn’t
necessary.
***
Minutes later Will backed away from her
a little, reaching for the ice cream where he’d put it down.
“’You want chocolate?”
He winked at her.
She shook her head and took it from him.
“We’ve never really needed that,
have we?”
Will smiled and lifted her up in his
arms.
Their kisses held the promise of love,
happiness and understanding.
They had come full circle, and this time
they would make it work.
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