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[sixbeforelunch]

Back to the Riker fic this week. It's still a bit of a mess, but it's sort of coming together? Maybe? IDK.

"Not to make you work on your off hours, but do you think there's a reason why, when I have the entire planet more or less at my disposal, I keep ending up back Anchorage in November?"

Deanna was staring at something behind him. "Maybe you subconsciously feel like you have unfinished business here. Or maybe you're seeking the security and certainty of childhood in the face of an uncertain future."

Will turned around and followed her gaze to a sign advertising 'Death by Chocolate'. Deanna looked at him. "Do you need me?"

He grinned. "Go have fun."

He wandered for a while, tasting various flavors from the common to the bizarre, but sweets were Deanna's weakness, not his. He found his way to the edge of the room and sat down, ankle resting on his knee, watching the people. It was mostly humans milling around, and a few Andorians. They tended to make their way to the colder climates whenever they could. He tipped his head back and rested against the wall, staring up at the ceiling. There were flags hanging down. UFP. United Earth. The United States of America. The State of Alaska. He pictured concentric circles in his head, layers of belonging. Layers of the places called home.

He closed his eyes, and opened them again sensing Deanna sit down next to him with a heavy sigh.

"Are you okay?"

"Too much chocolate," Deanna said. She leaned her head on his arm. "You might need to carry me."

He laughed. "You didn't eat the happy hempy, did you?"

She wrinkled her nose. "I tried marijuana once and ended up in the hospital with a horrible rash. I am not interested in doing that again."

He absently ran his fingers through her hair. "Poor thing. I've never tried it."

"Have you ever used any psychoactive substances?"

"Ethanol," Riker said. "But I've only been drunk once. I hated it. It's one reason I prefer synthale. There's no risk of accidentally going too far. Nothing else, not on purpose anyway, unless you count caffeine. I don't like feeling out of control."

"I feel like we've had this conversation before," Deanna said, not opening her eyes.

"Probably," Will replied. He stood up and pulled her to her feet. "Come on Gelashar," he said, referencing the old Betazoid goddess of sweet things. "Let's get you back to the hotel before you pass out on me."

[cornerofmadness]

This is really interesting.

[sixbeforelunch]

Thank you!

[cornerofmadness]

You're welcome

[tjs_whatnot]

Hmmmm, intriguing. Why does he keep coming back to Anchorage in November? ♥

And haha, Deanna and her chocolate addiction! ♥

LOVED!

[sixbeforelunch]

Thank you!