Imzadi: My Version

Chapters Twenty-seven to Twenty-eight

Chapter Twenty-seven

"Will." Deanna said. "I am getting rather tired."

"We'll be there in a minute." Will responded with a grin. "Then you can rest all you want."

"But we're no where near..."

"Here we are!" Will smiled as he gestured toward their new home.

"But this isn't..." Deanna started, then she smiles. "Will! You didn't!"

"Yes I did!" He said, happily.

She was staring at the outside of the house. "It's beautiful!"

"Wait until you see the inside." he smiled.

She started to rush in and Will stopped her before she got to the door. "Wait right there little lady!" Will said playfully. "I have to carry you over the threshold."

"What!" She exclaimed, as Will scooped her up.

Will grunted slightly and thought, "She's a little heavier than I remembered, but understandable."

"Don't you dare drop us!" She said with a giggle.

They went through the door of the house and Will gently places her feet back on the floor and keeps her from loosing her balance. "Whoa!" Will exclaims. "Don't fall over here!"

"This is so nice!" Once she recovers her balance. She forgets her exhaustion and looks through the house excitedly.

She goes from room to room checking everything out. "And you have it furnished already!" She exclaimed. "Will, how did you do all this in such a short time and without me knowing?"

"It took a lot of help and a lot of work keeping your mother from spoiling the surprise, but we did it."

"We?" She inquired.

Will clears his throat. "Well, yeah." He replied. "Garth Xerx was who I got the house from."

She turns to him, puts her arms around him and says, "Well, it's wonderful!" Then she gives him the most romantic thank you kiss Will could ever remember getting. "So, when do we start our honeymoon?" she asked.

"Right now, if you like." Will said with a smile. Then looses the smile and continues, "That is, if you're not too worn out from the rest of the days activities."

Still having her arms around his neck she says with a smile, "I think I've gotten a second wind." Then she proceeds to kiss him passionately.

After a few moments Will pulls back a little and seductively says, "Why don't we christen the master bedroom?"

"Humm. Lieutenant Riker, are you trying to seduce your new bride?"

"Do I need to?" He smiles.

"No, but I like it." Then grabs him by the arm and a drags him to their room.

Once in their room, Will pulls her close and says, "Well, Mrs. Riker, how do you like it so far?"

"Oh, Will, shut up and kiss me, then maybe I can show you."

"Sounds like a plan!" He smiles.

Will drowns in excitement from her sultry kisses and lays her gently back on the bed. They made unbridled love to each other until their energy was completely spent, then they laid in each others arms in the warm afterglow.

Will finally speaks. "You know, you are the first pregnant woman I ever made love to.

Deanna sits up and playfully throws her pillow at Will and says, "I better be, Imzadi."

Will grabs her pillow and playfully tries to keep it from her, but she finally retrieves her pillow and lays back down in Will's arms.

Will then asks, "Is it ok that we, um. I mean it doesn't affect the babies does it?"

Deanna sits up again with disbelief all over her face. "You never seemed concerned about that before."

"I know, but you weren't as far as you are now."

"I assure you, Will, it's ok." She said. Then adds, "In fact, I think I enjoy it even more."

"Really?" Will asks. Then he pulls her down to him and kisses her.

"Except right now, I am tired." She states lying back down and pulls his arm around her. "But I wouldn't mind cuddling."

They cuddled until they both fell asleep for the night, feeling very content.



The next morning Deanna was outside looking over the place. Will steps out and says, "Good morning. So what's on your mind?"

"Well, I was thinking about putting hedges along the front of the house and flowers along the walk and a vegetable garden out back."

"Isn't that being a little over zealous right now?" Will asked.

"The garden can wait, but I really want the hedges and flowers in now." She said. "I figure I could put a mixture of Betazoid and Earth flowers along here. " She gesture to the sides of the walkway. "Unless you think they are incompatable?"

"I wouldn't know." Will said with some concern in his voice, "Deanna, I can find someone to put the hedges in, if you are really in a hurry about it. Flowers too, for that matter."

"Oh, Will, the hedges would be nice, but I think I can manage the flowers myself." Deanna insisted.

"Deanna, In case you have forgotten, you're pregnant." Will reminded.

"No! I am! I didn't know!" She remarked sarcastically, putting a hand to her astonished looking face.

"I don't see how you can plant anything in your condition." Will said trying to ignore her behaviour. "Sure, you maybe able to now, but eventually you may not be able to get up off the ground once you get down."

Deanna smiles, pats him on the side on the face and says, "You worry too much, Dear."

"Deanna," Will said firmly. "I'm only concerned for the three of you."

"Really, Will, we're fine."

"You may not be if you take on too much."

"Oh, alright!" She gave in reluntantly. "Find someone for the flowers, too, Will. I don't care. I'm going to go lie down."

"You OK?" I mean, you just got up a couple of hours ago."

"I assure you, I'm fine!" She exclaimed. "I'm just tired, Will. All pregnant women get tired."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that was it." Will said feeding off her crankiness.

"Well, maybe I should get you a book to read up on it so you'll know." Deanna angerily added. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go lie down."

Will follows behind her into the house and she turns abruptly. "Alone!" Then walks towards their room.

"Gee, hormones are really over active today!" Will thought.

"I heard that!" She yells from their room.

"And so are her other senses, especially for an empath!" He thought again to himself.

"Why don't you do something besides worry about me, Will!" She yelled again. "Go back to work! Something! Anything! I don't care! Just let me rest!"

"Gee, some honeymoon!" Continuing to think to himself as he angerily walked out of the house. "I have a new wife, who's pregnant with hormones working over time and doesn't even want me around. Now that's really fun!"

Chapter Twenty-eight

It was three months later and Deanna was obviously pregnant. She waddled back home from her classes at the university.

"Why did I decide to take classes in my condition, again?" She thought to herself. "I know we live practically across the street from it, but this daily waddling back and forth is starting to get old, especially with all these text padds."

"Deanna!" A gentle, but excited, mind brush of a familiar person entered her mind.

Deanna turned, "Chandra!" She sent back. "What are you up to?"

Chandra caught up with Deanna and the two chatted as they walked.

"Well, I finished my last class for today. I got lucky. The class I have at this time was cancelled." Chandra sent. "I was wondering if you and Will would like to join us tonight for dinner?"

"Oh, that would be nice!" Deanna exclaimed. "I'll have to check with Will, but I don't see at this point why we can't."

"Oh, good!" Chandra replied aloud. "This will be a wonderful anniversary party, if you two come, then everyone who was at the wedding will be there tonight!"

"Oh, yes." Deanna said. "It is your one year anniversary, isn't it?"

"Yes, and we are having a big dinner party for our celebration." Chandra stated. Then asked with concern, "Deanna, you look awfully tired. Are you ok?"

"Oh, yes." Deanna replied. "Long day. So, when are you and your husband going to have children?"

"Soon we hope." Chandra replied.

"Well, I tell you, it can be tiring carrying this load around all day long." Deanna said.

"I bet, especially with twins."

"Yes, well this is my stop." Deanna said stopping in front of her walkway. "I'll tell Will you invited us and hopefully we will see you tonight."

"That will be nice." Then Chandra gestured at the house. "How do you like the house?"

"Oh, I love it!" Deanna stated. "I do think it could use more of a woman's touch, but Will worries about me over doing things while carrying his children. So, I'm putting some things off until after they are born. Redecorating is one of them."

"Yes, men can be overly concerned." Chandra agreed. "Mine thinks, because I'm on the go a lot and studying all hours of the night, that that's why we haven't gotten pregnant yet. So he wants me to slow down and see if that helps any. I say, if it's going to happen, it will and if not, it won't."

"Spoken like a true woman, Chandra." Deanna giggled. "Well, I guess I better get in there. I sense Will is home early, for some reason, but that will give me a chance to tell him about you two's dinner party, squeeze in a nap and we can both be ready on time, hopefully."

"Yes, I can't wait to see you two there!" Chanda said elated, then she continued her journey home.

Deanna walked into the house and as she walked through the house she shouted, "Will? Will?"

"I'm out back, hun." Will yelled back.

She walked out to the backyard and saw Will putting together some sort of trapeze contraption. "What is that?"

"It's backyard play equipment for the kids." Will smiled.

Deanna looked at the pieces and what he already had together and could tell it was of good size. "Don't you think they are a bit young for this?"

"That's the beauty of children." Will said with a smile. "They'll grow into it before you know it."

"Yes, and in the meantime it will be collecting iron oxide."

Will looked at her puzzled. "I think you mean rust, and this is not steel. It's titanium alloid.

"Still, Will, if they fall trying to play on it before they are old enough, they could get seriously hurt." She stated. "Couldn't you find something smaller and softer?"

"Deanna, if you worry this much before they are born about injuries, what are you going to do when I teach them Fareezees Squares?"

Deanna's eyes got wide. "You will NOT teach them that game! They could brake their necks!"

"Deanna, it's not that bad." Will said.

"Yeah? Will, you're insane! How many times have you dislocated your shoulder playing that game?"

"It was just a dislocated shoulder. I lived." Will said firmly, then kisses her. "And so will the kids."

"Will Riker! If you try to teach them that game, I'll have you committed for psychological evaluation!"

Sarcastically Will responded. "Oh, look at this! Already she's trying to analyze people, diagnose them and have them committed. And she's not even a true counselor yet."

Deanna crosses her arms, frowns, and says, "Very funny."

"Hello!" Came Lwaxana's voice. "I sensed you two were back here and I was right. Ugh! What is that!"

A disgruntled Deanna response, "Will's idea of backyard toys for young children."

"I'm sensing a lovers quarrel here." Lwaxana said in a voice that sounded like she was still trying to be cheerful. "Now you've only been married for three months. You two should be elated still."

"Yeah, well," Will began with sweat running down his forehead. Wiping it off with his sleeve and a tool still in his hand. He then continues pointing at Deanna with the hand that had the tool, "She has hormones from hell and I never know what mood she's going to be in one moment to the next."

"Oh, she's just a typical pregnant Betazoid woman." Lwaxana said in her daughter's defense.

"Actually, Will is insane!" Deanna exclaimed. "Fareezees Squares! Please!"

"Fareezees Squares!" Lwaxana exclaimed. "They're just babies!"

"Not now!" Will said defensively. "When they're older! And how did you get into this argument?"

"I'm their grandmother?" Lwaxana asked as though she hoped it qualified her. "Why can't you think small? Like a rattle or a stuffed animal?"

Will threw down the tool. "I don't know!" He replied in irratation. "Maybe I'm just an overzealous father!" Then he walks into the house without another word.

Deanna and Lwaxana looked at each other as though they could not believe his response. Lwaxana finally speaks, "Oh, never mind him, Deanna. I'm sure he'll get over it. Anyway, I came by to see if you two are going to Chandra's dinner party tonight?"

Deanna sighed. "I don't know. I haven't had the chance to discuss it with him. I came home and saw that mess and well..."

"What's wrong, Little One?" Lwaxana asked sympathetically.

"It's nothing. Really, Mother."

"Oh, don't give me that." She sent slightly shaking her head. "I'm your mother. I know when there's something wrong."

"I know he loves me, but it seems lately we've been arguing about the children a lot and they aren't even here yet." Deanna informs her mother. "We just have different opinions on how to deal with them. Take this thing, for example." She gestured at the backyard equipment.

Lwaxana frowns and again slightly shakes her head. "He's just a man. Most men have problems thinking about how to play with babies. It'll be alright. I assure you."

"I hope you're right, Mother." Deanna crossed her arms again and looks toward the house, sadly.



Deanna did find a calm moment to talk with Will about the dinner party and later that evening they were sitting at one of the tables in Chandra's backyard eating dinner. As with many Betazoid get togethers, there were lots of people and a fine array of food and drink. Soft music was playing in the background.

Most were talking telepathically as Will watched the crowd of people. He felt rather alone in the crowd.

Deanna sensed Will's feelings and reached over to Will's leg under the table and rubbed it. "You're awfully quiet tonight."

"Who me?" Will asked. "I'm just enjoying myself." Then Will smiled. "And enjoying the company of my radiant wife."

Deanna giggled. It was a far cry from the earlier scene they had and she was rather glad that it was. Then she got serious and asked, "Really, Will, are you still not use to conversations here?"

"Well, yes and no." Deanna looked at Will as though she did not understand, so he clarifies. "In smaller groups it seems fine, but in large groups, I kind of expect a little more noise. That and I feel left out of conversations in situations like this."

Deanna still having her hand on his leg rubbed it again, but this time it was in sympathy and not as an attention getter. She could understand how he could feel left out of the party in such a circumstance.

Then Garth Xerx walked over and asked, "May I sit with you two?"

Will smiled. "Oh, yes. Please do join us."

He sits down at their table. "I didn't mean to intrude on you, Will, but I sensed you felt left out."

Will wiggled in his seat and thought, "Between you and Deanna. The local psychologists."

"Oh, I didn't mean it the way it sounded, Will." Xerx said sensing his discomfort and of course his thought, but trying not to let on that Will's thought came through loud and clear. "I just thought I would come over here and keep two friends company."

"That's very nice of you!" Deanna chimed in with a smile.

Will looked at Xerx for a moment and could tell his friend was sincere, but he had no idea what to say now that someone was communicating with him.

Then Will smile and said to break the silence, "Thanks, Xerx. I appreciate that."

"So, are you two enjoying the food?"

"Oh, yes!" Will smiled as Deanna said "yes" in unison with him. "I wish I could compliment the cook."

The music changed tempo, slightly and got a little louder. People started dancing to the music as it played.

Will looked over at Deanna and then stood with his arm extend so Deanna could latch onto it. "Would you like to have this dance with me?"

Deanna smiles, takes his arm and says. "Why yes! I would."

Then they glanced at Xerx. "Oh, you two go ahead. I'm sure I can find my wife somewhere around here and we can cut a rug, also, as you Earth people say." He said shooing them away with his hand.

Will laughs. "Xerx, I hate to say this, but that is a very old term."

"It is?" He asked. "Well, what other terms are there?"

Will was still laughing. "To many to tell you right now, for time's a wastin' and I would love to dance with my lovely wife."

"Yes. We'll talk later." Xerx said and got up to look for his wife.

Will and Deanna join hands and Will tries to pull her in close. However, Will felt a little distanced from her so he jokes, "Well, I guess we can't dance as close as we use to for a while, huh? The children want to dance too, I guess."

Deanna laughs. Then Lwaxana approaches them. "Will Riker, don't over exert Deanna in her condition! She probably shouldn't be up dancing around, anyway."

"Mother, please." Deanna begged. "Now you're doing it too and Will and I are having a lovely evening together."

"Doing what?" Lwaxana asked.

"Being overly concerned for me and my "condition"." Deanna replied. "Really, I'm fine."

"I'm just concerned about my grandbabies." Lwaxana stated. "I don't want to see you end up falling just because HE wants to dance."

Will had no idea what to say. He just stood there dumbfounded and thought, "Just when I was having fun with my wife."

"Well, you becareful and see that you don't have too much fun out here." Lwaxana responded to his thought. "At least one of us is seeing to Deanna and the babies' well fair! And by the way, aren't you keeping her up awfully late for her condition, too? Well, she really should be in bed sleeping this time of night!"

"Mother, you wanted us to come, too." Deanna reminded.

"Yes, but I never thought Will would have total disregard for your condition." Lwaxana stated. "I thought he would be considerate enough to see that you were well taken care of! But no, he has you dancing and out very late!"

"Mother!" Deanna scolded, softly. "You're making a scene."

She was right. Everyone was looking in Lwaxana's general direction. Lwaxana looks back at everyone and says, "Well, can't a soon to be grandmother be concerned about her grandbabies?" Then she sticks her nose up in the air and walks off.

"I'm sorry, Will."

"It's ok." Will reassured and kissed her forehead.

"Maybe we should tell Chandra and Teb goodbye and go home for the evening." Deanna suggested, then added, "Before Mother makes another scene."

"OK" Will said. "If that's what you want to do."

"Yes, I really don't want my mother informing us about what we should or should not be doing while I'm pregnant in front of everyone, again."

Will did not argue as Deanna took him by the hand to find Chandra and say goodbye.

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