AN- This is a total crossover of Mighty Ducks and Dawson's Creek, enjoy! In this fic they are in 11th grade.

Capeside Mass

It was a regular day in Capeside. The birds were chirping, the tourists were buying, and the waves were...waving. Yet on this particular day, three young lives will change forever.

Potter B&B

Joey walked out of her room, dressed in her favorite pajamas, pulling the rope on her robes tight. She stifled a yawn and entered the kitchen, opening the fridge in search of juice. As she poured herself a glass, her older sister walked in.

''Good morning Joey.'' Bessie said, a cheerful smile plastered on her face.

Joey nodded in acknowledgment, still not awake. Bessie was quite used to her sister's early morning attitude. She merely took the juice from her and poured her own glass.

Joey walked to the table, this time unable to stifle a yawn, and sat down, focusing on the vase in the middle of the table as she drank her juice. Bessie was now entering the living room and, after glancing out the window and seeing the flag pointed up, went outside to get the mail.

She looked through the letters, bills, advertisement, junk. Until she came across one, addressed to her little sister. Her eyes, which were currently glancing down at the letter, widened in surprise, then in excitement.

Joey was still trying to wake up, now focusing on a little lady bug that had somehow made its way inside the house and onto the flowers. She sighed and took a sip of juice. Suddenly her sister barged inside.

''Joey it came! It came!'' she exclaimed.

Anyone else would have looked at Bessie in absolute puzzlement, but then again, not many people knew what Joey knew. Knew what she had sent away for.

''It's here?'' she asked, all signs of sleepiness shook out of her feature. She was wide awake now.

Bessie held up the letter and Joey eyes widened, much like her sisters, as she grabbed it and tore it open.

''Dear Ms. Potter...'' she muttered the rest quietly to herself.

Bessie was awaiting any response nervously. She knew what this letter meant for her sister. Joey looked up and smiled at her.

''I got in.'' came the breathless, shocked reply of the younger sister.

Bessie squealed in delight and hugged Joey tightly.

Deputy Doug Witter's Apartment

Across town from where the Potter's were celebrating, Pacey Witter was stretched out on the couch, still in his pajamas, flipping through the TV. He, unlike Joey, had been up for a while, his clear blue eyes locked on the screen as his favorite cartoons appeared. This was his Saturday morning ritual, and he never missed it once.

Another man appeared, he, unlike his brother, was fully clothed, his police badge gleaming in the sunlight. He made his way across the living room into the small kitchen to make himself breakfast. He rolled his eyes as his little brother chuckled at the TV.

One more sound was added that morning, the sound of mail being dropped into the slot. Doug, who was patiently waiting for his toast to be ready, glanced at Pacey. Pacey, however, was far to engrossed in his cartoons to care. Doug coughed lightly, hoping the sound would knock Pacey out his trance, but it was far easier to teach a dog to talk then to keep Pacey's attention away from the TV.

Grumbling slightly, Doug went to the door and got the mail. Bills, bills, junk, advertisements, and a letter addressed to Pacey. Doug's eyes widened, just as Bessie Potter's did, in surprise. He walked into the living room and held the letter in Pacey's face.

''You've got mail.'' he joked, while Pacey glared up at him for daring to interrupt his Saturday morning. That glare turned into a grin when he realized who that letter was from. Grabbing the letter from his brother, he tore it open and began to read.

''Dear Mr. Witter...'' he muttered the rest to himself, not wanting to read the words of rejection out loud.

To his surprise however, the letter contained no apologies or wish you wells. It contained the words he had been waiting to hear for ages.

''I got in.'' he whispered to his very shock.

The Home of Mr. and Mrs. Leery

Dawson Leery was currently enjoying a good Spielberg movie when his parents burst in the door. The stood there, smiling down at him, neither ever looking happier.

As Dawson's attention finally drifted from the movie to his parents, he glanced at them puzzled.

''What's up?'' he asked, pleasantly.

Mitch Leery grinned and held up a white envelope, while Gale Leery simply beamed beside him.

This would confuse an outsider looking in but Dawson, just like Joey, knew exactly what that letter meant. With a broad grin, he grabbed the letter from his father and tore it open.

''Dear Mr. Leery...'' he muttered the rest to himself.

Mitch and Gale were watching their son, hoping his face would give off a hint. Dawson finally glanced up at them, his face emotionless.

''Mom, dad.'' he said, quietly.

They waited, nervously both knowing what this meant to their son.

''It seems that I won't be able to bug you guys that much.'' he said, a little grin coming to his face.

His parents smiled.

''I got in!'' he yelled triumphantly as his parents hugged him.

Later that day in Dawson's Leery bedroom

The three young ones, who we now know to be Dawson, Pacey and Joey, were sitting around in shocked silence.

''I can't believe we got in.'' Dawson whispered.

''I can't believe I got in.'' Pacey said.

''Pace, come on. With your hockey talents? I would have been shocked if you didn't get in.'' Joey told him, quite used to her friends common put downs to himself and quite sick of them.

Pacey rolled his eyes but blushed all the same. He wasn't used to praise.

''We are all going!'' Dawson exclaimed.

Pacey and Joey grinned at him; the news was finally hitting them.

They were all in! The three stood up and group hugged, happily knowing this wouldn't kill the friendship they had had since the days of playing in the sandbox.

''So, Eden Hall.'' Pacey said. ''At least we know some people.''

Pacey was referring to his cousin Charlie and his hockey team. It was thanks to him they were going. When one of the Ducks, Ken Wu, had quit the team to go back to figure skating, Charlie had called up his cousin to take his place. Pacey had flown out to Minnesota to try out and discuss a scholarship, which arrived today.

The discovery of Eden Hall and the chance that Pacey might be attending caused Dawson and Joey to look up the school. Joey was pleased to see that her grades would be good enough to get in and she sent away for a scholarship immediately.

Dawson has come across a contest for Eden Hall's film class. The winner would get a free education into the school and, needless to say, Dawson was the winner.

The three agreed that if one or two of them got accepted that person or persons would go. It wouldn't be right for them to give up that opportunity. But each secretly knew that the others wouldn't have done it. They were best friends and it would stay that way, together.

''I'm gonna call Charlie and tell him. See you guys later.'' Pacey called to his friends as he left Dawson's room.

''I'm going home. Bessie wants to celebrate some more. Bye Dawson.'' Joey said, leaving via window as usual.

Minneapolis Minnesota, Charlie Conway's apartment.

Charlie Conway was eating his breakfast slowly, not a morning person at all. He yawned loudly and ate another spoonful of cereal. Suddenly the phone rang, and he got up to answer.

''Conway residence. Charlie speaking.'' he mumbled into the phone.

''Sup, Spaz.'' a familiar voice shouted.

''Hello Pacey. Why are you wide awake this morning?'' Charlie asked his cousin.

''Saturday morning cartoons. Duh.'' Pacey said.

''Right.'' Charlie said, grinning. ''So what do you want?''

He heard Pacey chuckle.

''Still need another player?'' he asked.

''Why?'' Charlie asked.

''Why do you think, cuz. No wonder they call you Spazway.'' Pacey said, sighing.

''You actually got in? I'm shocked.'' Charlie said.

''Me too.'' Pacey replied.

Charlie shook his head.

''So, when you coming out? School starts in a few days.'' Charlie said.

''We will probably be out the day before.'' Pacey said.

''We?'' wondered Charlie.

''Yea. Me, Dawson, and Joey. You remember them right?'' Pacey asked, grinning.

''Joey's coming?'' Charlie asked, feelings the familiar butterflies at the mention of her name.

''Yea, did I forget to mention she wanted to come?'' Pacey asked. ''Could have sworn I did.''

''So um. Does she remember me?'' Charlie asked, thankful that his cousin couldn't see his blush.

''Yep. You're that 'one jock cousin.''' Pacey said.

''Great.'' Charlie muttered.

''Dude, don't worry. You can impress her and all that once she gets there.'' Pacey said.

''Yea yea. So you're gonna be on the team?'' he asked, desperate for a change in conversation.

''Yep. I'll see you in a few days Charlie. Doug needs me to hang up. Something about long distance charges. I think he just needs to call his boyfriend.'' Pacey said.

Charlie laughed as he heard the familiar sound of Doug shouting at Pacey.

''Adios, cuz.'' Pacey said.

''See you man.'' Charlie replied.

Capeside Mass, the Potter B&B

Joey was currently packing, going over everything she would need for the new school. She couldn't help but be excited and nervous. At least she would have Dawson and Pacey. Speaking of which.

''Jo! Pacey and Dawson are here.'' Bessie called as the boys entered her room.

''Packing already Potter? We aren't leaving for a few days.'' Pacey said.

Joey rolled her eyes.

''At least I'm organized.'' she said. ''You'll probably be packing two hours before the plane.''

''So?'' Pacey asked.

Joey glared at him and was about to speak.

''So Pacey, did you call your cousin?'' Dawson asked, quickly defusing the situation.

''Yep, he can't wait. You remember him, right Jo?'' Pacey asked.

''Vaugley. Wasn't he on some team thing?'' Joey asked, trying to close her suitcase.

''Team U.S.A, junior hockey.'' Pacey said, proudly.

Joey grinned.

''Aw how cute. You're so proud.'' Joey said, pinching his cheek.

He slapped her hang away and glared at her.

''So, you think the ducks won't mind us hanging around you?'' Dawson asked.

''Nope. They don't care if you're a duck for not. They hate snobs.'' Pacey said.

''Good. Something we can agree on.'' Joey muttered.

''I can't wait to get out of Capeside.'' Pacey said. ''Get away from my pop and maybe do good.''

Dawson and Joey glanced at each other.

''Pacey, you'll do great. Your dad will be so proud.'' Dawson said to his friend.

''Yea sure.'' Pacey said, unconvinced.

''Why do you care so much about impressing him? He's an ass!'' Dawson exclaimed.

''Because he's my dad!'' Pacey shouted. ''And he thinks I'm the loser of Capeisde.''

There was a silence as Dawson and Joey tried to think of ways to convince him he wasn't a loser.

''Look you guys, I'm gonna go. I'll talk to both of you later.'' Pacey said, leaving.

Once he was gone, Joey sighed.

''I hate his dad.'' she said.

''So do I.'' Dawson said.

Suddenly Joey grinned.

''So, you're going away to school. Think you'll find Mr. Right?'' Joey asked.

Dawson blushed.

Yes, Dawson Leery is gay. When they entered high school, Dawson began to feel the girls were a waste of time, something Pacey never understood. Just last year Dawson came out, just to Joey though. She was understanding, something he was sure his parents wouldn't be.

''Joey.'' he warned.

''What? Come on Dawson, maybe there is a guy perfect for you.'' Joey insisted.

''Maybe. What would my parents say?'' he wondered aloud.

''They'd probably be happy that their son is happy.'' Joey said.

She sat down next to him and took his hand.

''You need to tell them.'' she said, gently.

''Maybe.'' Dawson mumbled.

He stood up.

''I'm gonna go Jo. I'll see you later.''

He smiled at her and left.

A few days later, Boston Airport

Pacey, Dawson, and Joey were anxiously saying goodbye to their families.

Bessie had a death grip on Joey.

''Bess, let her go.'' Bodie said, gently.

Bessie listened to her boyfriend and sadly let go of Joey.

''Be careful out there.'' she said.

''I will.'' Joey told her, giving them one last hug.

Meanwhile Gale was crying openly, the thought of her baby leaving too much for her.

''Mom, I promise to be home for Christmas.'' Dawson said, hugging his weeping mother.

''Gale, let him go.'' Mitch said, quietly.

Gale sniffled loudly and backed away.

''Have fun honey.'' she whispered.

''But no too much fun.'' his dad warned.

Dawson grinned and hugged them.

''You take care little brother.'' Doug said, shaking Pacey's hand.

''Alright, Dougy.'' Pacey said pulling away, but Doug held on to his hand.

Pacey glanced at him, questionably.

''You're gonna do great there. I know you'll make us proud.'' Doug said, honestly.

Pacey grinned softly.

''Thanks bro.'' he said.

They hugged.

Dawson, Joey and Pacey grabbed their bags and finally boarded the plane. They managed to get three seats, Pacey near the window, Joey in the middle and Dawson at the end.

''Eden Hall, here we come.'' Joey said.

Pacey and Dawson grinned at her.

And there is chapter 1. I'm thinking of putting Jen in as a small character but I'm still not sure. Hope you liked!

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