Decision Time

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A moment later, her grandfather's familiar face disappeared. For several seconds, Debbie continued staring at the blank screen, not quite sure what to make of all that had just happened. She didn't hear Aidan as he got up and came over to stand beside her. She only noticed him when he put a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him and grinned impishly. "I told you they'd be thrilled."

From: "Calling Home - Part Two

 

 

He smiles, "That's one less thing I have to worry about. His smile turns into a mischievous smirk as he leans down to kiss her warmly before murmuring, "I'm not sure though, that your grandmother is the lady Matthews that I want to be seen as attractive by."

 

Deb looked at him in mock surprise. "My grandmother has impeccable taste," she purred, slipping her arms around his neck. She smiled coyly. "I must have inherited those genes." Her lips met his in a quick kiss.

 

He smirks, "I'm not saying anything about your grandmother's taste. Just a bit odd having such a complement, no offense to your grandmother but rather have that complement from you." He pulls her up from the chair gently. "Do you suppose you will have a similar reaction to hers if and when our grandchildren, if we're so blessed, get engaged."

 

 

She smiled at her fiance as they held each other close. "If we do have a daughter or a granddaughter who announces her engagement, you had better believe I'll have an opinion on how good looking her young man is. I'll never be too old for that." Deb grinned at him knowingly. "And if it's a son or a grandson....well....you can't tell me you won't size up the bride to be."

 

He adopts an expression of pure innocence. "Now Deb, you know that would be unfair of me. To do so, I'd have to compare them to their future mother or grandmother in law. Would be totally unfair." He shrugs and smiles "Besides, I'll be too busy being protective of any daughters and granddaughters."

 

Deb rolled her eyes and laughed. "And I'll be too busy protecting them from you." Reaching for his hand, she pulls him toward the small dining table. "Come on," she said lightly. "We have to make a few decisions. Not the least of which is the exact day and time we're going to get married. The grandparents will be calling back in a couple of days. I'd like to be able to give them particulars so they can make their travel plans."

 

He squeezes her hand gently. "As for the day, I would say Friday or Saturday. Would like to be off the ship and get at least several full weeks vacation. I think we're fast approaching the time we're going to have to inform the Captain, love." He glances at her sidelong before asking "Or did you have anything specific in mind? And we're agreed on Gedi Prime? "

 

 

"I think a Saturday afternoon wedding would be nice," replied Deb, slipping into one of the dining chairs. The table in front of her was covered with notes about gowns and flowers and honeymoon venues. "That way, the reception will end at a half way reasonable hour and we'll be able to leave early Sunday morning." She picked up one of the tourist brochures from Gedi Prime and smiled. "I'm all for Gedi Prime," she continued, her eyes dancing. "They have three different chains of islands in their southern hemisphere offering perfect weather year round." She turned to a certain picture and handed it to Aidan. "And a couple of them have small ocean side bungalows. They guarantee you 10 km of private beach to insure your peace and quiet."

 

She turned in her chair so she was facing Aidan and looked up at him as he stood beside her. "You're right about the Captain. It's about time he was told about our plans." She canted her head to the right and grinned.

 

He looks over her shoulder at the notes about the gown before turning his attention to the brochure about Gedi Prime. He smiles and murmurs "Yes, a private beach does sound perfect to me. So lets just pick one of those islands." He reaches for the nearest note regarding her wedding gown and he examines it for a few seconds. "This reminds me, suppose I have my own decision regarding clothes to make here."

 

 

"Yes, you do," mused Debbie, shuffling through the papers, brochures and padds on the table. "And I have a note here somewhere about that very thing." She smiled triumphantly as she finally located it. Picking it up, she turned to Aidan and handed it to him while reclaiming the note about her dress. "I'm sure you'll look stunning in whatever you choose to wear," she said with a grin. "But don't think you're going to outshine the bride."

 

He takes a look at the piece of paper she handed to him. He smirks "Women look stunning. Guys look dashing. And I think I'll keep it to a simple tux. Suppose I could wear my dress uniform..but then I wear that for other things as well." He leans down to kiss her gently, murmuring "And I have no intention of outshining the bride..even if that was possible."

 

He moves to sit down in the chair next to her. "I do have one minor question. I assume you're keeping your maiden name?"

 

Deb studied him for a moment, wondering if it really was a simple question. "Yes," she answered truthfully. "Under the circumstances, I think it would be easier and less confusing if I keep my maiden name." She reached for his hand and squeezed it tightly. "But I am willing to add your name to mine if and when we become civilians.

 

He brings her hand up and kisses it. He murmurs "It's completely up to you, Deb. You can keep your maiden name the rest of our lives if you so choose. I'm not so old fashioned that I think you need to take my last name." He smirks faintly and purrs "It's not like I need you to change your last name for me to know we're married. I was just curious is all. Was there anything else we needed to decide?"

 

She shook her head and smiled. "Not tonight," she replied. "I've had enough excitement for one day." She leaned back in her chair and shook her head, a look of disbelief on her face. "I don't think I'll ever get over seeing my Grandmother behave that way." She started laughing at the thought of the eighty-two year old woman screaming yes and then dancing in circles like a school girl. Deb looked at Aidan and again shook her head. "I never knew she cared that much."

 

He smiles and shrugs. "You should have known she cared despite everything between you two. Like I told you before, she wouldn't have been as mad at you choosing Starfleet if she didn't worry for you. And she wouldn't have worried if she didn't care. I can't imagine not caring as much for any grandchildren I'm blessed with." He squeezes her hand gently and murmurs, "I'm just glad that your grandparents think I'm worthy of their granddaughter."

 

Debbie laughed again. "At least you witnessed it for yourself. So you don't have to worry about that." She leaned over and kissed him lightly. "And now, let's forget about weddings and families and all that stuff. I'm famished. What do you want for dinner?"

 

He returns the kiss, holding it for a bit longer. Backing off just a bit he murmurs "I feel like pasta but lets make it something relatively quick."