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Joey sat silently as the ending credits rolled. Pacey heaved a sigh of relief as he reached for the remote. The television went blank without either of them saying a word.

Joey turned to face Pacey as he turned to face her. They both opened their mouths to say something at the same time.

"You first." They said at the same time.

"You go ahead Pace." Joey said taking off her glasses.

"I don't see why you watch it."

"What do you mean?"

"It's bad enough that we lived through it. And you want to watch it happen again?"

"Somebody had a bad childhood." Joey said giving him a teasing smile.

"You're damn right I did! I didn't start getting it right until I was twenty one."

"So I guess Andie, Audrey, and I were just flukes right?"

"I didn't say that. I'm a different person now than I was then."

"You're still the same to me." Joey said putting a hand on his shoulder.

He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. She hadn't changed much; she could still make him loose his train of thought just by looking at him.

He had changed in the five years that they were apart. He was more responsible now. He had made a name for himself. Granted he still made bad decisions every once in a while. But he did try to rectify his wrong doings.

"We should be getting paid. It's our lives too."

"I'll talk to him about it this weekend." Joey said running a hand through her hair.

"This weekend?"

"I call him every Saturday. I thought you knew that."

"I did, I just forgot."

Joey lay her head on his shoulder before curling up next to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he kissed her forehead. Things were still tense when it came to Dawson. But Pacey was starting to loosen up.

They sat in silence until Pacey heard Joey's breath even out. He pulled the quilt from off the back of the couch then covered them with it. He reached to turn out the light before pulling up the recliner. Joey snuggled closer to him as he let out a content sigh.

XXXX

Doug watched as Jack rocked Amy to sleep. The moonlight lit the room casting a glow on the two of them. Jack rose from the chair and put Amy back in her crib. He finally noticed Doug as he turned around.

Jack hadn't been the same since Jen died. Doug didn't know how to console him, the only time Jack seemed happy was when he was with Amy. Evelyn had come by to see them that afternoon. She had noticed something was wrong too.

"He just lost his best friend Douglas. It can't be easy for him."

"I've been trying to get him to open up."

"Let him be for a few days. Let everything sink in. He's not used to being this responsible."

"I know."

"If you love him you'll stick around."

"I do love him."

"I'm not the person you need to say that to." She said giving him a look only she could give.

Jack watched him with curious eyes. He hadn't moved since he saw him. Doug met him in the middle of the room before putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I didn't wake you did I?"

"No. Is she asleep?"

"Yeah. I thought she'd never go back to sleep."

Jack closed the door as silently as he could before following Doug down the hall. They sat at the kitchen table in silence before Doug brought up what was on his mind.

"You don't have to take care of her by yourself. You know that don't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Amy. I know you want to do right by Jen; but you should let other people help you."

"Like who?"

"Misses Ryan for one. You wouldn't let Amy out of your sight for two seconds while she was here."

"Amy's just a baby. You have to watch her." Jack said as his jaw tightened.

"I know that. But do you really have to do it all by yourself?"

"Grams and I are all Amy has."

"What about me? Where do I fit in?"

Jack gave him an even look. He didn't want to do this right now. He had to be up in three hours and he still hadn't gotten any sleep. He raked a hand over his face knowing that it was going to be a long night.

"You can't answer me?"

"Do we have to do this now?"

"Why not?"

"I'm tired for one thing. And if I go to sleep now I'll at least get three hours of sleep. Then I have to go to work."

"If that's how you want it then fine. I'll go and stay at my apartment. I'll call you tomorrow." Doug said before getting up from his chair.

Jack sat at the table long after Doug had left. Doug had a point, he couldn't do it on his own. Doug had been there for him since Jen died. And all he had done was push him away. He had spent six months trying to convince Doug that he wanted a commitment. And now he was screwing everything up.