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SETTING: A moment in Ten-Forward after Will and Deanna get settled on the Titan.
Dedication: This is for a dear friend of mine that I lost to cancer on 11-21-04. Your friendship and unique sense of humor will never fade. Until we meet again, my friend. Yup, enough of that, lets get on with the story now. ;)
Captain Will Riker stumbled into the Ten-Forward Lounge of the Titan, looking a bit worn-torn. He took a seat at the bar, rubbing his hands over his face.
The barkeep stepped up to greet him. "What brings you in this late, Sparky?"
Surprised, Will looked up to his friend. Sporting a bushy mustache and a long ponytail, Ray was a person that almost everyone aboard the Titan could identify. With a sarcastic smirk, Will said, "Couldnt sleep."
He gave Will a knowing smile. "Hmm . . . She kicked you out again, didnt she?"
"You could say that." He ran his fingers through his spiky hair. "I never thought things would be this . . . difficult . . . when I first heard the news."
"Yup. Thats the big problem with us guys," the bartender said, placing an ale in front of Will. "We dont think most of the time." He leaned forward a bit and whispered, "At least thats what they think."
"Yeah." Riker swirled the contents of his glass before taking a drink. "You have any kids, Ray?"
"Nope, but I sure love em," he said. "They take in the universe with such innocence. You can really learn a lot about life by watching kids."
"I guess Ill find out soon enough," he sighed.
Ray couldnt miss the look on Wills face. "How much longer till they arrive?"
He set his glass down. "About four months."
"Good God, man!" The barkeep laughed, "You have a ways to go! Carpe diem! You should enjoy every moment you have with your lovely wife until then."
Will took another drink. "Yeah. Well, if I could figure out what I keep doing wrong, I would." Stroking his beard, he replied, "I dont know how Im going to survive this."
Ray couldnt help but smile at that. "Just take it one day at a time, and remember two words."
"Two words?" Riker gave him a questioning gaze.
His smile got even bigger with amusement. In a nasal voice he answered, "Yes, dear."
The mens laughter was interrupted by the chirping of Wills badge. Tapping it, he said, "Riker here."
Deannas upset voice answered. "Will, please come back to our quarters. Im having a hard time sleeping without you."
He gave Ray a mischievous grin. "Yes, dear. Ill be there in a few minutes."
Will held out his hand to his friend. "Thanks for the advice."
"No problem," he answered, and shook Wills hand. "You better make it fast before she cracks that whip again!"
Riker shook his head, laughing. "I know, I know. Shes always had some kind of control over me!"
"And you wouldnt change that for anything, would you?"
He turned to leave Ten-Forward. "Nope, I sure wouldnt. Night, Ray."