A/N: This is my first and last DC fic. It's the way I would handle the Series Finale...as all great shows should end...with a wedding...........but whose?
This scene would take place at the end of the Season 6 Finale.
Prolouge: Darkness
The night glittered with stars as Josephine Potter looked out over the creek. The water moved in easy ripples as it reflected the sliver of a moon the dark surface. Joey looked down briefly at the letter she turned over and over inher hands. She sighed and pushed her haid behind her ear and look out the window again.
"Hi." Bessie said quietly from behind her. "You're up late."
"I know." Joey held up the letter. "Couldn't sleep."
"It's a great oppurtunity, Jo."
"I know."
"Once in a lifetime."
"I know."
"All the drama'd still be here when you get back."
She hesitated, and looked across the creek again. "I know."
Across town Pacey Witter bundled his fishing gear into the beach house he'd managed to keep after he'd left his job as a selling stocks. It was in his sister's name, and paid for so no one could take it. He noticed the light on the machine flashing and pushed play. He stopped cold when he heard her voice, airy, sad, hopeful all at once.
"Pace, if you're there pick up?" She paused as if waiting for him. "Pacey?" Her tone was pained enough to make him wish he'd been home. "I guess you're not there. Listen, I was an ass, Pace."
"I know." Pacey mumbled to himself.
"But, well, there's something that's come up."
"I know." He sighed thinking about the manuscript he'd read.
"Pace, I really need to talk to you. I miss you."
"I know." He sighed again, closing his eyes against the heartache the threatened to overwhelm him. When he opened them again, he shouldered back into his jacket.
Just across the creek from Joey, Dawson Leery fed his sister pancakes and glanced out the window briefly.
"She's home." Gayle Leery said as she spread jelly over a bagel.
"I know."
"She's called several times."
"I know."
"She won't always be just across the creek, Dawson."
"I know." Dawson pushed away from the table and sighed as he pushed through the screendoor and headed for the Potter B&B.
"Hi." Pacey nodded at the boy he'd grown up with, the friend who'd been like brother until they'd fallen for the same girl. Namely, one Josephine Potter.
"Pacey." Dawson nodded.
"So she called you too?"
"Message with my mom."
"Ah, classic."
Dawson chuckled and shrugged at his oldest friend. "Any idea what this is about?"
"Well, I kno--"
Joey cut him off as she opened the door and invited the pair inside.
"Hi." She said to both of them. "Thanks for coming over."
"You knew we would." Pacey and Dawson say in chorus and chuckle. Joey on the other hand backed up against the kitchen counter and prepared for the onslaught.
