Disclaimer: I don't own Dawson, or his creek.
Joey's eyes opened wide, with a look of wrath at her boyfriend as he grabbed her large book from her lap.
"We're on vacation, Potter. You know this. The least you could do is to put your work away for two minutes."
"Mr. Freidman is counting on me to get this work done. I might get a raise after all of this, and then I will vacation."
"Raise-shmaise. Potter you have to live life on the wild-side for once. Come on, get ready and let's go out. I heard the ice-house is closed, but Fresh Fish is still open and Gretchen is in town for a couple of days. What d'ya say?" Pacey gave his girlfriend one of his infamous smiles and she couldn't resist.
"We can't stay out too late,"
"Of course not,"
"I need to finish this tomorrow,"
"Oh don't I know..."
"Mr. Freidman will—"
"Alright, Potter. I get it. Let's go." Pacey fell on top of her and the couch, pretending to fall asleep. "Could you be any more boring tonight, Josephine?" Joey rolled her eyes, pushed him off and walked to her old bedroom to change.
"So, I take it you didn't do it yet." A brown haired, blue eyed sister said, while cocking a smile in Pacey's direction.
"Of course not, and if you say anything..." Pacey motioned with a thumb across his neck and stuck his tongue out, pretending to be dead.
"I know, I know. But you better do it before you leave here Mr. Whitter. She is my sister and I never get to see her anymore, so I want to be here for this!" Joey's sister Bessie had said, grinning from ear to ear about the news that Pacey had given her yesterday.
"Just one little piece of advice there Whitter, never ever do to her what Boatie has done to me." Bessie's enlarged stomach was stuck out enough for her to put a plate and eat her supper on. At eight and a half months, Bessie was expecting any day for her second child, next to Alexander who had just celebrated his twelfth birthday.
"I can't promise you anything, Bess." Pacey said, with a wink and then strolled off.
Bessie smiled and shook her head. It was a toss-up for her, for many years as to which boy her sister would finally choose. Even though Dawson and Joey claimed to be soul mates for their entire lives, and shared something only some people dream about: she felt deep in her heart that Joey had never, and would never, care for anyone the way that she cared for Pacey. And now, knowing that her sister was just moments away from getting married, she didn't have a doubt in her mind that it was the right decision for everyone.
Joey and Pacey made their way up the cobblestone steps to 'Leery's Fresh Fish' restaurant, owned by Dawson's mother and stepfather, though previously by his deceased father, Mitch.
"I wonder if they still have the stuffed haddock..." Joey was asking, her mouth watering at the thought.
"Hey! Your only supposed to be craving my homemade dishes, remember?" Pacey said, with a look of fake disgust towards his girlfriend. Pacey had worked his way up the food chain back in New York, finally making him assistant to the head Chef at a classy restaurant in the meat packing district. It was long hours, with not much pay, but Pacey knew himself that it was what he really loved to do. It was and had been his passion and he would be stupid to let it go.
"Sorry darling, maybe you could make me stuffed haddock sometime. With basil and dried tomatoes and..."
"Ok, I get it. You like the stuffed haddock." As Pacey opened the heavy wooden doors of 'Fresh Fish,' he and Joey were greeted with a crowd of people beckoning them inside.
"Pacey!" A high-pitched squeal came from out behind the crowd, as Pacey's ex-girlfriend, Andy, came running out of the crowd. She grabbed both Joey and Pacey into a tight hug saying, "I missed you guy's so much! I missed you so much!"
Pacey and Joey exchanged glances and smiled, too. "We missed you too, Andy," they said in unison.
At the Capeside gathering, they met with many lost friends, who had just gotten misplaced along the way. Jack, who was the godfather and took over the caring for Jens's baby Amy, had come over and given them both a hug. "We all missed you guys terribly," He said, showing signs of tears and a slight hint of alcohol on his breath.
"Alright, it's about time for me to get you home," Constable Doug Whitter said. He and his brother Pacey shook hands, said their hello's and grabbed his boyfriend by his shoulders. "Amy doesn't want to wake up to a sick daddy tomorrow, now does she Jack?" He said to a nearly drunk Jack and steered him in the direction of the door.
"Well, if it isn't baby brother!"
"Seems like its family night here tonight now doesn't it?" Pacey said, with a twinkle in his eyes. "Dougie just brought his drunken boyfriend back to their new house, and I am greeted by my lovely sister, whom did I mention, I have not seen in two years?" Pacey grabbed his sister and hugged her, swinging her around off the ground.
"I missed you, Pace!" She said; her smile as wide as possible. "And I'm coming to visit you! We're going to be neighbours soon, for a while anyway!" Gretchen looked excited and exhausted all at the same time, but she put an arm around Joey and brought her in for a hug.
"Really, Gretchen? That's great!" Joey said into Gretchen's arm.
"And to what do we owe this great pleasure?" Pacey asked, excitedly.
"I'm coming with Dawson, while he films his new movie!" Both Gretchen and Pacey smiled radiantly at each other, Joey smiled on the outside – while her stomach dropped to her feet.
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