The car ride home was deadly. Pacey's eyes kept darting towards the rearview mirror to glare at Charlie, who didn't seem to notice as he was too busy staring out the window. Joey sat in the backseat, tense and ready to break the silence but when she opened her mouth to say something, nothing would come out. So she sat back and tried to relax in the rockhard seat.

Audrey, sitting in the front seat with Pacey, rolled her eyes at everyone's stupidity and turned on the radio. Pacey's immediate reaction shocked her a little as he immediately turned off the music and continued his brooding over Charlie and Joey.

Audrey leaned closer to Pacey. 'You know, a little music never killed anyone?'

'Look Audrey, I'm not exactly in the mood for pretty notes and nasal singing, okay?' His grip on the wheel tightened and Audrey moved back to her side of the seat, trying to get as close to the door as possible.

The next hour went on in silence as everyone "enjoyed" the scenery of dead trees and occasional roadkill.

Spotting a rest stop road sign, Pacey left the deserted road and pulled into a small parking lot. Parking without a care since the lot was empty, he got out, leaving the others in the car. Audrey immediately unbuckled her seatbelt and leapt out to follow him into the woods.

'What's up with him?' Charlie asked, once he and Joey were alone.

'I don't know; maybe the sight of us in bed together gave him a bit of a start.'

Charlie sighed and looked out into the trees. 'You know, I really don't see what the big deal is. It's not like it's his business anyway!'

Joey stared at Charlie with a flabbergasted look on her face as she rushed to Pacey's defence. 'He worries about me. After what you did to Jen, I don't think he would--'

'Look, Jen and I, we didn't exactly--'

'I don't care what happened didn't exactly, you hurt her and--'

'JOEY!' Charlie interrupted.

'What?!' she shouted back and before she knew it, Charlie was leaning over the seat and his lips met hers. The sudden kiss made her lean back but their lips never parted. Before Joey could stop herself, her hand found his face as her fingers brushed it gently. Charlie's tongue slipped into her mouth and claimed it as his own. They moved closer as they demanded more from each other. His hand on her waist, he pulled her on top of him. Joey pushed Charlie back and gasped for air. They stared at each other for a split second but Joey almost couldn't stand the feeling of not having his lips on hers. She grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him towards her and the corners of Charlie's lips curled as he realized that Joey Potter was in no way, uptight.