Hi, this is my first proper fanfic (as in all original characters, no
extras) so please be gentle. Please don't panic either, New Soulmates is
still being written and will be continued as long as everyone wants it to
be. This starts 1 year after Jen's death. Please r and r! Thanks
Looking for Yourself Out There....
The wind whipped around the ankles of little Amy Lindley as she tottered around the play park, watched closely by her doting aunt Joey. Joey had taken Amy for a week to let Jack and Doug go on a holiday. Things had been tough on everyone since their best friend Jen had died, leaving behind Amy. Amy was so much like her mother it was starting to hurt to look at her, like seeing Jen's ghost. But everyone was dealing with it as best as they could.
Jen's death had caused everyone to become more introspective, with most of the close friends making large changes to their lifestyle. Andie, whose absence was sorely felt for almost 6 years, started to visit more and keep in contact more regularly. Audrey also tried to keep in contact more, although she was touring constantly. Of course Jack and Doug were now blissfully living as a married couple, caring for their beautiful adoptive daughter. They had their share of problems, including Grams finally passing over to join Jen, but 7 months down the line they were all coping.
Everyone but Pacey. Joey shuddered when she thought of him. For 5 months they tried to make it work. Joey would travel to Capeside and Pacey to New York, but the stress started to pick at the already brittle relationship. Pacey became obsessed with looking after everyone, so much so he stopped caring for himself. He got anxious if Joey went out at night, if Amy went to play in the back yard and when Andie travelled anywhere he became inconsolable. Finally he broke down, in Andie's arms and cried like a child. He cried for days, wrapped up in the grief he had been suppressing.
Eventually he made it through. But the breakdown had changed his perspective on his life. Without telling anyone he sold the Icehouse. He arrived on Joey's doorstep in New York and told her that he couldn't live in the past and being with her was always going to be that. Joey tried to talk to him, suggested therapy and even said they should get married. But Pacey's mind was made up. He collected his belongings, kissed Joey on the cheek and left. Last thing Joey knew, he was sailing around Australia and New Zealand. As painful as it was, she knew in her heart it wasn't going to work out. She didn't want to be with anyone again. Dealing with her grief and helping Jack and Doug with Amy became her life, travelling down to Capeside as much as possible.
Amy brought Joey's mind back to the present. The bouncy two year old had brought Joey a pile of daisy's she had picked.
'Don't cry 'oey... I loves you!' Amy wrapped her little arms around Joey's leg. Joey leaned forward and picked her up, hugging her tightly.
'I love you too my sunshine girl.' She kissed her on her forehead and brought her back for another hug. Amy giggled and climbed down off Joey's lap, running towards the slide and the hoards of other children in Central park's largest jungle gym. Joey always tried to be brave with Amy, letting her explore on her own, knowing that that's what Jen wanted for her daughter. Jack, still over protective of Amy and Jen's memory, was not as carefree. They had had more than one bickering match about it.
Joey looked at her watch and realised it was time to go. She ran over and swooped Amy up off the ground and placed her on her shoulders. It was the only way that Amy liked to travel, up high with the air rushing through her hair. Once out of the park Joey took Amy down and placed her in her stroller. Amy fell asleep quickly, missing Joey's quick trip to MacDonald's for two happy meals for them.
So what of her Soul mate? Mr Leery and his vow to start living in the real world? It hadn't lasted long. His partnership with Spielberg had resulted in a film script which was another Creek daze, just set in an inner city suburb of New York. He sent Joey the script so she could read it and she could see he was re writing his love affair with Jen. Joey had tried to hide her anger that he had broken his promise so quickly but realised that for Dawson it was cathartic. He had been so busy with it he didn't call or keep in contact much. She only had a vague grasp of what was going on in his life from Gail. She sent the occasional e-mail but he didn't reply. In a way, it was worse than Pacey leaving. At least when he sailed off he put a full stop to their relationship. Dawson was leaving it open, like a big flapping sail in the breeze.
Joey pushed the stroller down her hall, trying to move slowly enough not to awake Amy while also juggling the food and Amy's change bag. She stopped in front of her door and reversed into the small apartment. She had moved after Pacey had left, too many memories for her to stew in. She reasoned that if he could have a clean start, why shouldn't she? Her new apartment looked out onto a quite corner of Central Park and was only one block from her office. The rooms were much smaller than her last place but it had all of it's original features and oozed character. Joey placed the happy meals on the sofa and put Amy to rest next to them. She was fast asleep. Joey sighed and threw her comfort blanket over the sleeping child. She kissed her gently on the eyelids and drew the curtains. The meals were stone cold but Joey knew she could just heat them up in the microwave when Amy awoke.
A loud banging came from the front door suddenly and Joey raced to it, hoping that Amy would not hear it. Luckily, Amy was still asleep when she passed her. Joey flung the door open, ready to give whoever was on the other side an earful about knocking loudly. But all thoughts full out of her head when she saw him standing in front of her.
Looking for Yourself Out There....
The wind whipped around the ankles of little Amy Lindley as she tottered around the play park, watched closely by her doting aunt Joey. Joey had taken Amy for a week to let Jack and Doug go on a holiday. Things had been tough on everyone since their best friend Jen had died, leaving behind Amy. Amy was so much like her mother it was starting to hurt to look at her, like seeing Jen's ghost. But everyone was dealing with it as best as they could.
Jen's death had caused everyone to become more introspective, with most of the close friends making large changes to their lifestyle. Andie, whose absence was sorely felt for almost 6 years, started to visit more and keep in contact more regularly. Audrey also tried to keep in contact more, although she was touring constantly. Of course Jack and Doug were now blissfully living as a married couple, caring for their beautiful adoptive daughter. They had their share of problems, including Grams finally passing over to join Jen, but 7 months down the line they were all coping.
Everyone but Pacey. Joey shuddered when she thought of him. For 5 months they tried to make it work. Joey would travel to Capeside and Pacey to New York, but the stress started to pick at the already brittle relationship. Pacey became obsessed with looking after everyone, so much so he stopped caring for himself. He got anxious if Joey went out at night, if Amy went to play in the back yard and when Andie travelled anywhere he became inconsolable. Finally he broke down, in Andie's arms and cried like a child. He cried for days, wrapped up in the grief he had been suppressing.
Eventually he made it through. But the breakdown had changed his perspective on his life. Without telling anyone he sold the Icehouse. He arrived on Joey's doorstep in New York and told her that he couldn't live in the past and being with her was always going to be that. Joey tried to talk to him, suggested therapy and even said they should get married. But Pacey's mind was made up. He collected his belongings, kissed Joey on the cheek and left. Last thing Joey knew, he was sailing around Australia and New Zealand. As painful as it was, she knew in her heart it wasn't going to work out. She didn't want to be with anyone again. Dealing with her grief and helping Jack and Doug with Amy became her life, travelling down to Capeside as much as possible.
Amy brought Joey's mind back to the present. The bouncy two year old had brought Joey a pile of daisy's she had picked.
'Don't cry 'oey... I loves you!' Amy wrapped her little arms around Joey's leg. Joey leaned forward and picked her up, hugging her tightly.
'I love you too my sunshine girl.' She kissed her on her forehead and brought her back for another hug. Amy giggled and climbed down off Joey's lap, running towards the slide and the hoards of other children in Central park's largest jungle gym. Joey always tried to be brave with Amy, letting her explore on her own, knowing that that's what Jen wanted for her daughter. Jack, still over protective of Amy and Jen's memory, was not as carefree. They had had more than one bickering match about it.
Joey looked at her watch and realised it was time to go. She ran over and swooped Amy up off the ground and placed her on her shoulders. It was the only way that Amy liked to travel, up high with the air rushing through her hair. Once out of the park Joey took Amy down and placed her in her stroller. Amy fell asleep quickly, missing Joey's quick trip to MacDonald's for two happy meals for them.
So what of her Soul mate? Mr Leery and his vow to start living in the real world? It hadn't lasted long. His partnership with Spielberg had resulted in a film script which was another Creek daze, just set in an inner city suburb of New York. He sent Joey the script so she could read it and she could see he was re writing his love affair with Jen. Joey had tried to hide her anger that he had broken his promise so quickly but realised that for Dawson it was cathartic. He had been so busy with it he didn't call or keep in contact much. She only had a vague grasp of what was going on in his life from Gail. She sent the occasional e-mail but he didn't reply. In a way, it was worse than Pacey leaving. At least when he sailed off he put a full stop to their relationship. Dawson was leaving it open, like a big flapping sail in the breeze.
Joey pushed the stroller down her hall, trying to move slowly enough not to awake Amy while also juggling the food and Amy's change bag. She stopped in front of her door and reversed into the small apartment. She had moved after Pacey had left, too many memories for her to stew in. She reasoned that if he could have a clean start, why shouldn't she? Her new apartment looked out onto a quite corner of Central Park and was only one block from her office. The rooms were much smaller than her last place but it had all of it's original features and oozed character. Joey placed the happy meals on the sofa and put Amy to rest next to them. She was fast asleep. Joey sighed and threw her comfort blanket over the sleeping child. She kissed her gently on the eyelids and drew the curtains. The meals were stone cold but Joey knew she could just heat them up in the microwave when Amy awoke.
A loud banging came from the front door suddenly and Joey raced to it, hoping that Amy would not hear it. Luckily, Amy was still asleep when she passed her. Joey flung the door open, ready to give whoever was on the other side an earful about knocking loudly. But all thoughts full out of her head when she saw him standing in front of her.
