The Way to a Happy Ending

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or the concept of  Dawson's Creek. I believe it belongs to a certain genius namely one Kevin Williamson.  I would also like to acknowledge WB and the others for whom without, the most brilliant idea of the century won't be what it is now: my obsession. Other than deliriously thinking (in a weird and twisted kinda way) I own Josh I have nothing of value so please don't sue. I am a mere sixteen year old girl who desperately needs to satisfy her immediate psychological and emotional urges of  putting into writing her daydreams about fictional characters (and also because she has nothing better to do on a Friday night).    

A/N: Set After the final episode, everything is the same except Jen didn't die

Chapter one:

Rrrring….Rrrring…Rrrring….Rrrri-

The petite blonde stretched her body across the sleeping figure beside her and reached for the phone. "Hello? Joey? Do you have any idea what time it is…what happened now? Yeah…uh huh…but don- look…Jo- Joey…yes…Joey listen to me….of course….Joey calm down. We'll talk about this in the morning when we all had our rest. At the time being… make him sleep on the couch or something. Okay… sure. Bye."  The girl placed the phone back into its cradle and she let her head fall back hard on her pillow. She tried to go back to sleep but from experience she knew she can no longer do that. After a few seconds of staring blankly at  the ceiling, a now very awake Jennifer Lindley let out an infuriated sigh and sat up "Ugh! When will this stop?!"

"What was that all about?" Dawson asked half- asleep.

"I thought you were asleep." replied a startled Jen.

"I was."

"Yeah," she chuckled "me too."

"What are they fighting over now?" Dawson glanced at the small clock on the bedside table "-at one o' clock in the morning."

"I don't know. Joey was babbling so fast I couldn't understand a word. Their stereo was practically blaring… and I think those were pots clanging…You're friends have serious problems Dawson."

"Suddenly they're just my friends."

"You met them first."

"They've been like that all our lives but they can't stay away from each other. It's a cycle- you know that. They'd fight, fall in love, separate- on many occasions apparently because of me, then meet again, fight, fall in love... One of these days they'll have to stop but until then…"

"Until then I'd have to endure sleepless nights. Lord! I thought I was finally over that when Amy turned three- and that was two years ago!  I know I said I find their relationship cute and I am all for them 'discovering on their own' but this is getting out of hand and you've got to do something about it Dawson."

"Me, could you give me a valid reason why I should?"

"Because when they fight they bother me and you're going to do me this favor because you owe me; you would still be a virgin if it weren't for me."

"Now, that is an interesting theory Jennifer. Alright, I'm gonna talk to Pacey tomorrow and you handle Joey."

"Thank you!" squealed Jen sighing with relief. "Go back to sleep."

"Where are you going?"

"I have to drug myself to sleep."