Title: The Imzadi Files – The Icarus Factor

 

Author: Rising Sun

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Rated: PG-13

Summary: Separation looms.

Classification: Riker/Troi

Disclaimer: Star Trek: The Next Generation characters portrayed belong to Roddenberry Productions and Paramount Television. No copyright infringement intended.  All other characters depicted are purely fictional and any similarities to actual people are purely coincidental.

 

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Story Written - 2001

 
Personal Log of Counselor Deanna Troi

I had always tried to accept the possibility that I could loose Will Riker while on an away mission; after all that is the nature of the business that we are in.  One does not explore space from the comfort of home... you need to get out there in the blood and the mud. I was even prepared to loose him to another woman. He may be Imzadi but he is no longer mine and we both pursue other relationships. So for him to meet another woman is always a possibility.

 

But to loose him to another command?!  Now that I had never considered… NEVER!

 

You don’t have a clue what I’m babbling on about.  Commander William T. Riker had been offered his own command on the USS Ares and the assignment was apparently a dangerous one.  I know I’m talking in the past tense that’s because the crisis has past and I’m only now getting ready to update you on my comings and goings.

 

Well he made his decision and mercifully he came to see me in private. Goodbyes between Imzadi is not a pretty sight.  First of all I could not read him!  Now as to whether that is because he was masking or because I was emotionally distraught is anyone’s guess.  Second in an effort not for the goodbye not to get out of hand we were so formal!  Imagine we were addressing each other by our rank!

 

Then I asked “Are you sad?”  Now I ask you when ever have I had to ask a person about their emotional state much less of Will Riker?  Oh I was in a state.  The question broke the ice though as he came and held me.  I don’t mind telling you that this had to be one of the lowest moments in my life. It was soon followed by one of my highest moments.

 

There we were about to break orbit minus the redoubtable first officer… my Imzadi.  The crew was sad.  With over 400 personnel on board when they all feel the same emotion at the same time it can be tangible and today it was.  The emotion let a bad taste in my mouth.

 

The doors opened and there he stood and announced cool as you will to the Captain and to any who had ears to hear that he would be staying.  I wanted to launch myself at him and kiss him. 

 

That will wait for later.

 

In the midst of all that I had his father to contend with. I could almost say that he made a pass at me… but I imagine things.

 

It felt like awake in the conference room as Doctor Polaski and I waited for the outcome of the Ambu Jitsu between Riker and Riker.  These are the times you feel the spectrum of emotions and you don’t need to be an empath. Polaski read me like an open book.

 

That night Will came to me, this time the emotions were not masked. He too had run the gauntlet of emotions.  Before I could launch myself at him he swept me up in his arms and kissed me.

 

A promise of things to come?

 

DT

 

“Computer save program.”