I'm sorry for not updating in like forever but I've been working on my Law & Order SVU stories. I also started an SVU TNG crossover if you want to check that out, its called E/O. So on with the story.

For the next hour they listened to their daughters thoughts until they were I interrupted by Kyle Riker. He barged in then froze when he saw that the two had no clothes on.

"Dad don't you know how to knock." Kyle just staffed at them. "So dad, what did you want so badly that you had to ruin an intimate bond asked a more than slightly annoyed Will Riker.

He stuttered, "I...uhh...well...uhhh, your mother wanted me to come get you two to meet your little brother and sister."

By the time her finished talking Deanna already was dressed. "Twins, she didn't tall us she was having twins."

"She didn't even tell me Deanna and I'm her husband. Now get dressed son, you have to meet your new family."

Once he was dressed they walked to the master suite. They saw a blue bundle in one of Lwaxana's arms and a pink one in the other.

She looked up at them. "Oh Deanna, William, come meet your little sister Elizabeth Laura, and your little brother Ian Andrew."

"You named them after Daddy and Will's mother?"

"Yes, in memory of them. Would you like to hold one of them?"

Deanna gave her a cold look. "No, now I'm going to my room to pack. Will, are you coming

He gave both Kyle and Lwaxana an evil look while saying "Of course."

Once in their room Deanna broke down crying on the bed, again. "Will, why is she doing this us? Ya know I bet it was for going to the Academy and marrying you."

"Deanna, Imzadi, it's not that bad. I mean it's kinda sweet naming them after their dead spouses. What's so wrong about our parents bring married? Obviously they love each other enough to be Imzadi."

Deanna stared at him angrily. "So you agree with them!"

"No, that's not what I said. But they have the right to be happy." He went over and embraced her. "So should we start packing?"

"Yes, we can stay at the house on Lake Kitaria. Mother never goes there so only my stuff is there."

"So since only your stuff is there, should set the Betazed nursery up there?"

"Yeah, and we're cutting it close too."

"Let's get started then."

When they finished their packing they made their way south to Lake Kitaria.

Deanna was, meanwhile, blocking out her mother from her mind. "Will I think you'll like this place, it's wonderful. It's perfect to raise a family."

While they walked into the house Will was in silent awe. "God, Deanna this place is beautiful."

"Yeah, there's a boathouse and a pool house in the back. There's tons of room here. I have the perfect room for the nursery."

They left their luggage at the front. Deanna led the way upstairs to the room she was talking about. She opened the double doors and they walked in.

"Oh Deanna, this place is perfect for her nursery. But I think I'm a little jealous."

They looked out at the lake, from the wall that was windows floor to ceiling.

The lake was clear to the bottom. The sun was also setting so the sky had pink and orange hues in the cloudless sky.

The Imzadi couple went onto the balcony and watched the sun set.

"Imzadi, you don't have to be jealous. The master bedroom is right next to this room and it's bigger but you see the same thing. You know our daughter's nursery is my old nursery."

"Really?" Deanna nodded. He pulled her into his embrace, while he had his hands resting on where their daughter grew. "Hey, we need to christen the master bedroom."

She turned and missed him passionately. "That sounds nice."

He picked her up and carried her to the bed. Will Bentley laid her down on the bed and started removing her clothes.

Will talked between kisses. "You know...what...Imzadi?"

"What?" she moaned out as he teased her clit.

"You're the first pregnant woman I've made love with. I thought you'd like to know."

She stopped missing him, and propped her self up on her elbows. "I better be the first and last."

Riker gave a mocking salute. "Yes ma'am."

That was the last words they spoke. The only thing that could be heard was the moans and groans of please and passion.

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