Jack leaned on the railings and looked over into the dockyard below him, watching the pretty young cadet with long, waist-long black hair as she walked away from him and towards his best friend. He knew her name, had known it for the last three years: Annabella Deanna Riker, daughter of John and Maria-Seirra Riker. His heart ached for her; he was in love with her, he knew that, but he knew that she didn't love him. She loved his best friend, and he couldn't hate either of them for that. In truth, he was happy for them. He smiled as Bella took Jim's hand and reached up to kiss him before they turned and headed for the shuttlecraft that would take them to their ship for their Cadet Cruise. He stood up and headed for the stairs, following his two best friends at a distance. He's tall with ice-blue eyes and chestnut-brown hair. He's human. She's small with coal-black eyes and Midnight-black hair. She's Betazoid. They're in love. They're Imzadi.