A/N: Connortemple4evaneva - She's just so damned smug you want to throw something at the TV when she comes on. :)

konarciq - I like fluffy, but realistic fluffy, not over-the-top fluffy. So my hope's that, say, if this type of thing had been done in the show, that this fic wouldn't be OOC for them. Do you think it got OOC (I think that one thing at the end might've been pushing it), and if so, do you have any suggestions on how to improve it?
And yeah, it's definitely a collection of loose scenes. Just one big, loose collection of fix-its inside a 'what would have happened in these eps had she still been alive' structure, because in watching the eps through that lens like I've been doing lately, it's really seems like it could've been interesting.

What's a "red thread"?

"TNN" will be up shortly, and that was the first episode fix-it idea I had for this 'fic, so I'm crossing my fingers it's also the best.

Thanks for the reviews! Here's a little follow-up scene to the last chapter/"episode".

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=/\= The Day After the Day Off =/\=

Deanna Troi was standing before a replicator in Ten Forward. After careful consideration, she decided she hadn't had a bite of one of her favorite desserts in too long and just couldn't hold out any longer. "One slice of Troi's best chocolate cake 2.", she ordered in her typical pleasant tone from a Ten Forward replicator. It appeared before her, and she sighed contentedly at it before picking it up and finding a place to sit. She spotted Geordie at a window table looking over a PADD and thought she might join him. "Good evening, Geordie. This seat taken?"

"Oh, hi Deanna. No, please.", he motioned her with the PADD to sit before pacing it to the side.

"Thanks."

"What's the special occasion?" he asked, eyeing her dessert dish.

"Just a normal craving for me. There is nothing in the universe that can compare to a delicious and moist chocolate cake with just the right mixture of chocolate syrup and chocolate chips."

"I guess I'll have to take your word for it."

"Saying you're not a big cake fan or not a big chocolate fan?"

"Cake I like just fine. Chocolate's... well, I think it's okay."

She shook her head sadly. "You are just missing out."

"So I've heard! I'll tell you what I do like, though."

"What's that?" she asked as she resituated herself on the chair.

He pointed to the tall, half-filled glass in front of him. "Orange italian cream sodas."

"That sounds good to me too. But I can only handle one indulgence a day. You know, goes straight to the hips.", she winked, and he chuckled.

After eating a forkful she asked, "So what are you up to? I half expected that you would've already asked Tasha out after the game last night." She had lowered her voice with the personal question.

"Ohhh no. Noono." was his immediate response, hands held up from the table.

His emotional state, she could tell, didn't belie his words. "Really?", she asked, totally surprised. "Now I have to know."

"Counselor Troi, a busybody?" he laughed.

"Only after-hours!", she replied with mock offense, then ate another bite. "So tell me." She was far too curious to leave it alone. "You seemed to like her?"

"Oh I like her just fine. Juuust fine. She's very attractive, intelligent, nice and friendly,..."

"Buuut...?" She couldn't imagine what the problem could be.

"But whether she knows it or not, I'm pretty sure she's already spoken for."

This comment intrigued her all the more. "Well what's *that* supposed to mean?" To herself, to be polite, she wondered 'Oh my goodness. Will hasn't asked her out, has he?'

"Tell you what - I'll let you figure it out." he chuckled. She was supposed to be attuned to everybody, so he was interested in seeing how long it would take her.

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A/N: Easter egg for a Portal lyrical reference.
HEY YO: "The Naked Now" is next! Good or bad, please review! :)