By Carol Sandford


Part 1


Mending Memories - Chapter 3



Tang did not bother knocking this time when he approached Will's quarters. Entering the gloomy room, the first thing he noticed was that Will had dragged himself onto the bed and appeared to be asleep. Tang crept over to the bed with the intent of covering him up. Pleased that he had finally settled down, Tang knew that sleep worked wonders for a fragile mind. He reached down to pull the coverlet over him, but jumped when he heard Will's subdued voice.

"I'm not a child, Tang."

Tang flushed, glad that the room was in darkness, "Sorry, sir, I thought you were asleep."

"Would you be asleep if you'd just lost your whole universe?"

Tang sighed, "No, sir, probably not, but you know what they say, sometimes answers come in your dreams. You never know, they might hold the solution."

Will pushed himself wearily up onto his elbow, running his hand through his hair. Dropping the hand loudly onto the bed, he growled at the equally tall man.

"Sit down, Tang, your giving me a headache looking up to you"

Tang cautiously sat on the edge of the bed and apologised, "Yes, sir, sorry, sir"

After a few moments silence, Will flopped down onto his back. Lacing his hands behind his head, he spoke to the ceiling.

"I don't know what to do. My ship is due to leave in a few hours, but I can't go. I just can't go without making thinks right, but she doesn't want to listen right now. I just don't have enough time."

Will's voice trailed off, along with his mind mulled over for what seemed to be the thousandth time, their final conversation. He moaned again, "I can't leave her, Tang."

Tang considered the young man's dilemma. He liked Lieutenant Riker enormously. He also understood the strange Imzadi bond that ruled this planet, so his suggestion although totally unorthodox, seemed to be the only solution.

"Disappear for a few days."

Will's eyes found Tang's in the darkness, "What are you saying, Tang?"

The air around them stood still as the expectancy, and the uncertainty of his suggestion began to filter through the fog, along with a new found hope.

"I could say that due to depression, you've gone A.W.O.L sir. Nobody needs to know, it will give you the chance to talk the little lady around, and when 'thing's' have been resolved, you turn up again, out of the blue, a happy chappy. We just call the Hood to come and get you, if that's what you want."

Will swung his legs around, excitement glowed in his eyes. Afraid of being overheard, he whispered.

"Do you think it will work, Tang, will Starfleet fall for it?"

Tang shrugged, "I can't see why not, it's easy to disappear on this planet. Hell, you've got a jungle that could swallow you up within a few feet of entering it, and when your ready, when you've worked out what your going to say to Miss Troi, I can arrange for you to meet with her. Or, I could bring her to you. If you want sir."

Seconds later, Will's mind was made up. Plans were drawn up between the two friends, now they just needed to execute that plan.

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