Author's Note: I'm sorry I took so long! I really am. See there's this
thing called Marching Band, and I'm in it, and it kind of takes over your
life between July and October. I barely had time to watch Star Trek,
nevertheless write about it. But I'm going to make it up to you, and post
two chapters now.
Disclamer: Paramount owns these characters. I don't. I'm just borrowing them while Paramount isn't using them anyway.
"Deanna!" Riker exclaimed as he stepped into the turbolift. "I." he stopped when he saw the other occupant. "Lwaxana, how nice to see you."
Well, little one, aren't you going to tell me who the father is? Lwaxana sent, with a small smirk on her face.
"Mother!" the Counselor exclaimed. "It isn't fair to leave Will out of the conversation? Please, if you're going to say something, say it out loud."
"Hello, Commander." Lwaxana said, unperturbed. "How have you been recently?"
"Just fine," he replied, his eyes darting nervously from mother to daughter. Lwaxana's smile grew.
"I'm glad to hear that. You didn't look entirely well on the bridge a few minutes ago."
"Yes, well," he faked a cough. "I might be coming down with something. Remind me to see Dr. Crusher about it later." The corners of Deanna's mouth turned up a bit.
It's William isn't it? Lwaxana asked. Not a bad choice my dear, but I wish you two had.
"Mother, Please!" Deanna cried, blushing. Riker stared accusingly at the elder Troi.
"I'm sorry, dear, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just curious. Commander, I decided to visit because I thought Deanna and I could do a little catching up. Apparently we have more to catch up on than I thought." She smiled. "Well, I probably caught you two in the middle of your shifts. I'll just go to the quarters Jean-Luc gave me, and we can meet in Ten- Forward for dinner later." I'm right, aren't I, Deanna? She couldn't resist adding.
Yes, mother, her daughter replied exasperatedly, You're right. As soon as Lwaxana was gone, Riker stopped.
"Does she know?" he asked, putting his arm on her shoulder.
"Not completely. I think Worf will agree with me that we want to leave him out of this as long as we possibly can."
Riker smiled. "Thank you, Deanna. I'm sure he will."
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Disclamer: Paramount owns these characters. I don't. I'm just borrowing them while Paramount isn't using them anyway.
"Deanna!" Riker exclaimed as he stepped into the turbolift. "I." he stopped when he saw the other occupant. "Lwaxana, how nice to see you."
Well, little one, aren't you going to tell me who the father is? Lwaxana sent, with a small smirk on her face.
"Mother!" the Counselor exclaimed. "It isn't fair to leave Will out of the conversation? Please, if you're going to say something, say it out loud."
"Hello, Commander." Lwaxana said, unperturbed. "How have you been recently?"
"Just fine," he replied, his eyes darting nervously from mother to daughter. Lwaxana's smile grew.
"I'm glad to hear that. You didn't look entirely well on the bridge a few minutes ago."
"Yes, well," he faked a cough. "I might be coming down with something. Remind me to see Dr. Crusher about it later." The corners of Deanna's mouth turned up a bit.
It's William isn't it? Lwaxana asked. Not a bad choice my dear, but I wish you two had.
"Mother, Please!" Deanna cried, blushing. Riker stared accusingly at the elder Troi.
"I'm sorry, dear, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just curious. Commander, I decided to visit because I thought Deanna and I could do a little catching up. Apparently we have more to catch up on than I thought." She smiled. "Well, I probably caught you two in the middle of your shifts. I'll just go to the quarters Jean-Luc gave me, and we can meet in Ten- Forward for dinner later." I'm right, aren't I, Deanna? She couldn't resist adding.
Yes, mother, her daughter replied exasperatedly, You're right. As soon as Lwaxana was gone, Riker stopped.
"Does she know?" he asked, putting his arm on her shoulder.
"Not completely. I think Worf will agree with me that we want to leave him out of this as long as we possibly can."
Riker smiled. "Thank you, Deanna. I'm sure he will."
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