Setting: After Insurrection and before Nemesis. This is my version on how Deanna got the idea to ask Will to marry her, as Nemesis states.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: For the Disclaimer on my Trek fic, see the Fanfic menu. The song "Wedding Bell Blues" belongs to the singing Group Fifth Deminsion. I've included the words to "Wedding Bell Blues" within the story. It is Deanna's POV and the words to "Wedding Bell Blues" are in blue.

WEDDING BELL BLUES

Deanna was in the mood for music, but not just any music. She was looking for one that fit the mood she was in at the moment. She loved Will and wanted nothing more than for him to ask her to marry her. She had wanted this ever since the left the Briar Patch, but yet, their relationship went on as a couple who just dating and nothing more.

It sadden her that he did not have the bravery to ask her. She sensed he wanted to, but was too afraid.

She scrolled through the love songs the computer listed, but became frustrated with how many there were.

"Computer, list songs with sadness and or or weddings."

The computer reconfigured it's listing. Then showed her another list of songs.

She scanned through them again. This time she ran across a song called "Weddingbell Blues".

"Perfect." She thought and then addressed the computer. "Computer, play "Weddingbell Blues".

She listened to the song once and then requested it be played once more.

She again listened to the song. Only this time she listened even closer.

As she heard the first verse she thought, "This song fits Will and me so much. I can even remember a time I used to call him Bill. It was our earlier years on the Enterprise together, but then I realized I did not like that nickname. I started calling him Will and it seemed to have just caught on or was it a case that others just shortened his first name to Will. Whatever the reason, it seemed to me others began to do the same. It's hard to tell who started calling him Will first. All I know is I liked it better than Bill. Oh, and his eyes. His sky blue eyes have always been so mesmerizing to me." She sighed. "Yes, Will. When are you going to marry me? I do love you so much and have longed for you to ask me, lately. More than ever now. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and this time there is no doubt or concern of what will happen if I said yes."

I love you so, I always will
And in your voice I hear a choir of carousels
Oh, but am I ever gonna hear my wedding bells
I was the one who came runnin' when you were lonely
I haven't lived one day not lovin' you only
But kisses and love won't carry me til you marry me Bill

"Since the day we met it was like kismet. We were no doubt soulmate since the day we were born and destiny brought us together. Oh, Will! I really do love you and always have, but now I can't stand the thought of never having you in my life. When am I going to hear weddingbells?"

I love you so, I always will
And though devotion rules my heart I take no bows
But Bill you're never gonna take those wedding vows
Oh, come on Bill
Oh, come on Bill
Come on and marry me Bill
I got the wedding bell blues
Please marry me Bill
I got the wedding bell blues
Marry me Bill

"Yes, that's it! He's too afraid to ask, because he's worried I'll say no. I'm getting too old to wait around much longer. I've hinted lately and he hasn't picked up on the hints that I want to marry him and all he has to do is ask. If Mohammed won't come to the mountain, I guess the mountain will have to go to Mahammed. I'll just have to ask him, just like the song says! Oh, but what if he says no? What if his culture does not allow such a thing and he is offended? No, it must or the song would not have the woman asking and even so, he knows my culture and surely would not be offended. If I don't ask he probably never will and I do love him so much. I'd hate to loose him over a silly thing as being afraid to ask my Imzadi that one question, but what if he says no? I guess that's a risk I'll have to take."

The song ended and Deanna walked out of her quarters and went next door to talk to Will. She hesitated for a moment before she rung the chime to his quarters.

"Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I'm being too hasty. Maybe I should give him more clues. No, I have to do this."

She rang the chimes to his quarters.

"Come in." She heard his voice ring though the door. It sounded so wonderful to her and she remembered how many times his voice and loving touch comforted her. Even now, his voice was soothing to her emotional state. It gave her the courage she did not think she had.

She enter his quarters. As the doors closed she addressed him. "Will, we need to talk."

She sensed his thoughts. He thought she was upset with him about something.

"Yes, I guess you could say I'm upset."

As usual, Will was a little taken aback by her knowing his thoughts.

He looked at her tenderly. "What is it, Imzadi. I had no idea I had upset you."

"It's not so much what you have done. It's more like what you have not done." She stated.

Will was confused. "I'm not sure I understand. What is it I have not done?"

"Ever since we left the Briar Patch, I have been trying to give you little hints that I want something from you. You seem to miss every hint. Yet you do not seem to have the same desire I have or maybe you do and my emotions are keeping me from sensing it."

"Deanna, will you just come out and tell me what is upsetting you?"

"Since you, for whatever reason, will not ask, I'm asking you." She paused to see if he was still dense or if he had figured it out yet. He had not, so she continued. She pulled out a black velvet box. As she slowly openned it, she shook with nervousness. "Will, will you marry me?"

"Deanna? I had no idea!" He looked at the masculine ring she was giving him in awe. "They make engagement rings for men?"

"Will Riker!" She said with irritation in her voice. "Will you please answer my question?"

"I'm sorry, Deanna. Yes, I'll marry you." Then he hugged her and kissed her. "I love you so much, Imzadi." He said as he held her close. A tear slowly ran down his face. "I was too scared to ask you. I was afraid you would say no. I was too scared to risk that, but I am so happy that you asked me."

"And I'm so happy you said yes." She sobbed happily into his shoulder.

The song continued to play in Deanna's head as they held each other with happiness. Deanna knew now that she would see her wedding day and it would be with Will Riker. She no longer had the weddingbell blues and she knew their love for each other would carry them through whatever may come.

The End

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