Description: this is a story I wrote while at work today. Its not really a story, its a letter to a guy that I'm in love with. I edited to fit Joey/Pacey. It's only a one shot for now unless I can think of somewhere to go with it. Suggestions are always loved if you like it and think it has potential to turn into more than just a one shot-er. This is my sixth Dawson's Creek story. I'll be writing this as well as Conflicted Love, Love Unrequited and Clueless Affection on here now.

Disclaimer: I may not own the characters but this story is original and from my imagination.

Author's note: this is my sixth try at a Dawson's creek story, be nice to me please. This could either be viewed in Pacey's or Joey's point of view. I'm writing it in Pacey's but it could also be viewed in Joey's if you use your imagination You decide and tell me who you see is as and why please. This is a Pacey/Joey fic, my version of how they got together. Enjoy and review thanks :)

Chapter #2

Hey Pacey J. Witter, Merry Christmas.

I have to admit, I wasn't exactly expecting to hear from you anytime soon Pace. We didn't exactly leave on the best of terms. Its nice to see that your doing well these days. Bessie told me that the Ice House has really taken off. Congratulations on owning the most successful restaurant in Capeside. I can't believe it has been ten years since the original Ice House burnt to the ground.

Leave it to my father to ruin one of the last memories that I had of my mother. That restaurant was her life. When it burnt to the ground, its not secret how crushed I was. But you rebuilt it Pacey. Words can't explain how thankful I am that you did too. Bessie and I owe you so much. You have put yourself out there for us on more than one occasion Pace.

Your kindness goes without saying. When Bess, Bodie and I were struggling with the Potter's B&B you didn't once hesitate to help us out. Without your help and persistence, we would have lost the house. Of that there is no doubt in my mind. Your really something else Pacey. I have to be honest, I don't know what I would have done without you back then. Aside from Dawson, you're the only one who has always been there when I needed you.

Countless times you have come to my rescue. You taught me to drive my rusty old run down truck, you helped Bessie and I recognize my mother's dream of opening a bed and breakfast. You risked your high school career when you found out that it was Matt Caulfield who ruined my mural, you bought me a wall. Pacey, you drove three hours in the middle of the night just to pick me up when I went from Cinderella back into a pumpkin.

That is when you shook my world Pacey Witter. When you kissed me, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't think straight. The emotions that I felt from that single kiss are indescribable Pace. You sent me reeling. Truth is, I never fully recovered. Unfortunately, I was stubborn back then. When you kissed me, I lost it.

You didn't deserve the reaction I gave in response to our lip lock that day. You just took me by surprise. I never considered the fact that you might have liked me. You were Pacey Witter for god sake We were arch enemies ever since we were confined to a crib and diapers. I despised you and thought that you despised me.

Never would I have imagined my second oldest friend would fall for me, nor that I would eventually fall for him. Pacey, I just want to take this chance to apologize. You're right. Things haven't been the same between you and I for a while and it partially my fault. I have been pushing you away. Truth is I haven't grown up all the much since high school

I'm still that same girl who runs at the first sign of trouble. I regret how things ended between the two of us. Our break up was a bitter, anger filled, blame fest. You thought I was stuck in the present, unwilling to move forward. I thought you were obsessed with the future and trying to claim me once and for all as your own.

We both said a lot of things that we have come to regret that dreadful night last Christmas. Honestly I didn't expect to receive a card, let alone a letter from you this year Pacey. I want to be the first to say I'm sorry. I didn't want things to end the way they did. I miss you Pace. My life has been empty without you.

I'm not going to wisk back into your life and screw things up again Pacey. I promise to keep my distance. Losing you for the second time was hard enough. Maybe you're right, maybe you and I have grown apart. Maybe this all was inevitable. Things will never be the same between you and I will they? That is what I regret the most I think.

Well anyway, I should probably cut this letter short Pacey. Rehashing all of these old wounds is slowly taking its toll on me, if I don't say goodbye and end this letter soon there might be tears smearing my writing soon. It was nice to hear from you. I hope that you enjoy your Christmas Pace.

Merry Christmas Pacey J. Witter. Try not too party too much on New Years. Hope this upcoming year brings your increased happiness and good fortunes.

Love sincerely, your best friend always,

Josephine Potter.