Dawson's POV:

Just walking to Pacey's house, you got a feeling for just how bad the storm really was. I was glad I hadn't tried to make it out to my house.

As we walked behind Pacey and Andie, Joey and I chatted about things that were going on in our lives. I kept getting the feeling though that Joey wasn't telling me everything. That when she talked about her life in New York City, she was keeping something back. I just had no idea what it was.

I told her about this job that I was hoping to land. It was for an assistant producer on a prime time drama. Not exactly where I wanted to be, but closer than what I had been doing lately which were jobs that basically consisted of running errands for people. This job was a step in the right direction and would help me get my foot in the door so to say. Might create an opportunity to get noticed.

I had an idea, for a show of my own but I wasn't ready to tell anyone, not even Joey, about it. I still had a lot to work out. Not to mention I was finding out writing a movie and writing a for a series were two different things. Maybe working on the series would help my own project come along.

"So when will you find out?" Joey asked.

"Could be as early as Friday as late as next Wednesday. If I don't hear anything by Wednesday then I'm not going to get the job and I guess its back to just running errands and sponging off Audrey."

"Just because you're living with her doesn't mean your sponging on her," Joey told me. "Its not like you don't help out with expenses at all."

"I know, but sometimes I feel like I should be doing more. Like maybe I should just give up on this crazy dream of mine and find a job that can actually support me."

"You can't do that Dawson!" Joey exclaimed. "The last time you gave up film you were miserable and it would be the same thing again. No one ever said following your dreams was easy.

"Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't so far away from home."

"So what, you're going to give up your dream, leave California and come back to Capeside and bar tend for your Mom for a living."

I had to laugh. When Joey put it that way what I was saying did sound ridiculous. Somehow I just couldn't see myself tending bar for a living and I most definitely didn't want to work for my mother.

"Okay, point taken," I told her. "I guess I'll just keep hoping I get that job and if it falls through then I start looking again."

"Now that's more like it." Joey said as we reached Pacey's place.

Pacey opened the front door and we all hurried inside out of the weather.

"Coats, hats, gloves, and boots all come off right here," Pacey called out. "Doug will be cranky enough when he gets off his extra shift, I don't want to make him any crankier by having wet clothes and water strewn all over the house."

We laughed but we all started taking off our wet winter clothes. It was probably a good thing as it wasn't long before there were puddles on the floor from the melting snow.

"Where's the mop?" Joey asked as she finished hanging up her coat in the closet. The hats and gloves were in a basin that Pacey had gotten and our boots were getting lined up on a mat on one side of the hallway.

"In the closet behind you Jo," Pacey said as he hung Andie's coat up for her. "Hot chocolate anyone?"

All four of us answered yes.

"I'll go get it. Why don't you all make yourselves comfortable in the living room," Pacey said.

"Mind if I put in a movie?" I asked him as Andie and I headed for the living room. Joey was mopping up the puddles of water.

"Go for it," Pacey called from the kitchen. "You remember where the tapes and DVDs are right?"

"Yes," I called back.

As Andie turned on the TV and sat down on the coach I walked over to the cabinet that held all of the VCR tapes and DVDs all in alphabetical order thanks to Deputy Doug. It was nice to know that some things never changed no matter how long you were away from home.

It didn't take me long to select one, although I was probably going to get teased by my friends I didn't really care though. I was getting ready to close the cabinet when something else caught my eye. It was a VCR tape with my writing on it. Grabbing it, I closed the cabinet.

"Make your choice?" Joey asked coming into the living room.

"Yes, I did."

"What is it?"

"You're going to have to wait just like everyone else," I told her plopping down in the nearby arm chair. Joey sat down on the couch next to Andie who was in the middle. It wasn't long before Pacey came in with the hot chocolate.

"So Dawson, what are we watching for this Thanksgiving Eve impromptu movie night?" he asked handing the hot chocolate out.

"Well as a preview to our main feature, I thought a trip down memory lane might be nice," I told them, standing up and turning on the VCR. Putting the tape in and hitting the play button.

Pacey handed me a cup of hot chocolate as I sat down in the chair and Pacey sat on the coach on the other side of Anide.

On the tv screen one of the many music montages that I had done while in highschool came on the screen. The tape was the one I had put together for Pacey as a peace offering following our fight when he had lost all my money in the stock market. I had finally came to the realization that Pacey hadn't done it on purpose and after all, he had tried to make it right by paying me back my initial investment.

"I had forgotten this was even in there," Pacey commented. "Damn I looked like a goof back then."

"You! Why did anyone let me dye my hair that color?" Andie exclaimed.

John Witter's POV:

I stood out on the front steps of the police station. Visibility was approaching zero and according to the weatherman, conditions were suppose to deteriorate even more. I knew what decision I had to make.

"Sally, call all the units and tell them to come on in. The conditions are too bad to have patrols out there," I told the officer who was working the radio tonight.

"You got it Sheriff."

"So I guess any civilians out there are on their own," Mark Hopkins, my second, commented.

"Hopefully no one else is out in this storm," I told him. "However, I can't see keeping our officers out there in this. We'll redeploy as soon as the storm lets up," I told him. Hopkins nodded.

"Sheriff Witter," the dispatch officer called out.

"Yeah, what is it."

"I've got replies to the recall from all officers except from one," Sally said pausing slightly before saying which officer. Just from the pause I knew which officer she was going to say hadn't acknowledge the order. " Doug never acknowledge the order."

"When the last time he checked in?" I asked her.

"About eighteen minutes ago. He was leaving the Potter B & B."

"We could get some officers to that area to do a search," Hopkins suggested.

I shook my head.

"I won't risk more officers for one officer. As soon as the storm starts letting up we'll start a search. Until then he's on his own. Sally keep trying to raise him on the radio."

"Yes sir," she replied.

"I'll be in my office if you need me," I told Hopkins who just nodded.