SATURDAY - 9AM

Joey was the only one awake, she still hadn't got used to the weekend. She still woke as if she had a lecture to attend but she had always been an early riser so it didn't bother her. She sat in one of the bay windows in the dining room, looking out of the window at the grey and black skies. She'd been asleep when the rain had rolled in with the storm, so much for her new bikini. The dining room door creaked as Pacey walked in and joined her in the window seat; he was still in his boxer shorts and faded t-shirt that she knew he always wore to bed.

" Doesn't bode well does it?" he said, squeezing the top of her leg. She smiled at the gesture; he always did it when he thought she wasn't feeling a hundred percent. " I really thought we'd have a great, sunshine filled weekend,"

" A little too Disney for us, don't you think?" she smiled brushing a stray strand of hair out of her eyes. " I'm fine, by the way," Pacey's eyes flickered, he'd been caught out. She ignored it and continued to watch the wind toss the flowers this way and that.

" I knew you were. I just…I thought you might wanna talk. You seemed a little distracted last night,"

" I was. I don't know what's wrong with me. I thought I was over this teen angst crap, seems like it's back with a vengeance," she sighed. She hated feeling like this, unaware of the reasons and completely ignorant as to the solution. " I just really wanted to be alone with Dawson. How stupid is that? Like we had to drive a million miles from Boston just for that to happen,"

" Sometimes you need to be away from the normal life. A little change does everyone good. You and Dawson'll get your chance; you just need to be patient. I'm betting you don't even know what you want to say to him yet,"

" Am I that transparent?" she grimaced, looking up at him. Hoping that the answer was a negative, surely she wasn't the only one who didn't know her true feelings for Dawson. If she didn't know how she felt then how could anyone else?

" Only to me, Potter," he whispered, kissing her forehead before disappearing to make Audrey breakfast in bed. She watched him leave the room before turning back to the window, the wind was picking up speed and the rain was coming down in sheets. Sunshine filled weekend? Wishful thinking.

12PM

" Are you two always this lazy?" scolded Pacey as Jen and Jack entered the kitchen. Both were still in their bedclothes and their hair was as wild as ever, Jack immediately emptied the coffee pot and handed the mug to Jen.

" Ever the gent," she smiled. " Has everyone seen the weather? You promised sun, Pacey Witter. You told me to bring my bikini and everything!"

" I'm sorry Miss Lindley. Apparently, a little storm decided to crash the party. It's not like we could've known," said Pacey, sipping at his coffee.

" Whatever! I swear you didn't check the forecast before we left," said Audrey, flouncing around the kitchen in full drama queen mode. Dawson watched her with a smile; it was the reason he'd chosen her as his leading lady. The way she reacted over a little weather was nothing compared to when the camera was on her. Jack was busy making toast for him and Jen; his headache was making sure he ignored everything else.

" Well, at least we won't be bored. I mean, we've got the TV, we've got drinks and I'm sure we can keep each other occupied!" grinned Pacey, not hiding the fact that his last remark was aimed directly at Audrey.

" I'm not getting dressed today. I totally refuse," smirked Jen, sipping at her coffee before handing it back to Jack to finish. He handed her a slice of toast in return.

" When did you two get married?" asked Audrey, sitting down at the breakfast bar. Jen started to laugh but Jack's headache prevented him from joining the jollity.

" They do this routine every morning," explained Dawson. " She's always late for class so they share toast and coffee. It happens all the time, Grams doesn't even bother making her breakfast anymore. She knows Jack'll do it!"

" Thanks Dawson!" stared Jen. " He acts like he's so innocent. The amount of times that Grams has to clean…"

" I dare you to finish that sentence, Lindley!" mock-warned Dawson. She stuck her tongue out before biting into her toast.

" This is starting to feel scarily like an episode of Friends. Can we please do something?" moaned Joey. Dawson smiled at her and offered to take her on a drive, before asking Pacey if he was actually allowed to borrow the car. Pacey nodded and Joey jumped off her chair. " I'll get my coat,"

" See, Joey brought a coat. Why didn't I bring a coat," pouted Audrey before cracking into a smile. " I'm going to explore this house. I'll be damned if Dougie Witter isn't hiding his dead girlfriends here,"

" Or boyfriends…" grinned Pacey cheekily. Jack and Jen excused themselves and went into the living room, collapsing against each other and watching cartoons.

" Don't you love this? Y'know, we can't do this when we're grown ups," said Jen, wriggling herself deeper into the cushions of the sofa.

" I'm never growing up," announced Jack, letting her move his arms around so she could snuggle in.

2PM

Dawson parked Pacey's car by the side of the road while he and Joey hung over a fence that overlooked the ocean. Joey had her coat zipped up to her neck and the hood pulled so far down that she could barely see, Dawson's hair was soaking to his head but the sight of the ocean in turmoil was worth it. Dawson almost wished he'd brought his video camera, Joey had brought her sketchpad but it was back in her bedroom. Despite them being alone, Joey still couldn't find the words to tell Dawson how she was feeling.

" Feeling better now?" asked Dawson, Joey jumped slightly. It had been silent for so long, the two of them just watching the waves crash up against the rocks that his voice had startled her.

" Better? Oh, yeah, I'm fine," she mumbled, not turning away from the ocean beneath them. Dawson reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, forcing her to look at him. " What?"

" Jo, I know you. You're not fine, why don't you just tell me what's up? Maybe I can help,"

" Thanks Dawson but I really don't think so. I don't even know what's wrong; I just feel a bit strange that's all. I can't put my finger on it," she said, smiling and hoping that she was convincing. She seemed to be until Dawson reached down and took her hand in his; she didn't look up at him. She stayed perfectly still, daring herself to breathe. She felt like she was going crazy; how many times was she going to think she was falling for Dawson? How many times was she actually going to believe they could work out?

" We should get going," he said. She just nodded and followed him into the car, still questioning her every thought.

7PM

" Dinner was fantastic, Pace," smiled Jen, taking a sip of her red wine. Pacey bowed his head in thanks before finishing the last bite of his strawberry cheesecake.

The six of them sat around the table in the dining room, enjoying a few bottles of red wine after the meal Pacey had just cooked. It had been a lot more successful than the last meal they had all shared; it wouldn't have been hard. Joey's glass of wine was half-full; she downed it in one gulp and refilled the glass; only Audrey noticed. Everyone else was deep in conversation and enjoying themselves; Jen was secretly surprised that they were able to do so without some past event making its presence known. Little did she know, it was only bubbling under the surface of the evening.

Audrey excused herself from the table and asked Joey to come with her for a little "girlie chat". Joey grabbed her wine glass and followed Audrey into the kitchen, they both sat at the breakfast bar. Audrey flipped a strand of Joey's hair from her pale face and bit her lip.

" What's wrong, Audrey?" sighed Joey, not so confused that she couldn't see her friend was concerned about something.

" I'm just a bit worried about you. I mean, you are sure getting through those bottles," she said. Joey was about to answer but Audrey continued, " Just, please don't get drunk and say something you'll regret in the morning. You'll only hate yourself so why don't you just talk to him now?"

" You mean Dawson? Nah, I've got nothing to say…" Joey looked at Audrey and knew that she couldn't lie. Audrey always had the knack of forcing anything out of her, even when she had no idea what was wrong herself. " Well, except that I think I'm falling for him again. But would he really want to know that? He's doing so well without me. I don't want to make it seem like I'm trying to wreck anything or intrude on his life or whatever,"

" Joey, don't be so stupid. He's Dawson; you could never wreck or intrude on anything in his life. He loves you; you're his best friend. Just promise me that if you're going to say anything, it'll be now and not later when you're a little bit tipsy?"

" I promise, Audrey. Now, let's get back to them or they'll think we've ran away!" she smiled and jumped down from the breakfast bar. She had no intention of talking to Dawson about this, not tonight, not ever.

1AM

" I think I'm gonna sleep with Jack," slurred Jen, pointing at thin air but attempting to aim for Joey. Pacey smiled at her drunkenness, he hadn't seen her this wasted in a long time.

" Y'know, if I wasn't gay; I'd probably see the good points of this situation," grinned Jack as he helped Jen to her feet and they left the room.

" Well, Potter. I think congratulations are in order, you lasted way longer than I expected!" said Pacey, lifting his beer can in her direction. She lifted her own back at him and took a big gulp before realising how totally unladylike she had just been. Ah well, it was only Pacey – he'd only known her forever!

" Thanks Pace. But, alas, I think my time has come. You see, I don't think my legs are obeying my brain right now!" she smiled. Audrey laughed and helped her up before pulling Pacey to his feet and ordering him to take her to bed, "or lose me forever". Dawson smirked at the film reference but let it go unspoken, bed was a much better option.

" You wanna come in and talk for a bit?" asked Joey as they reached the top of the stairs. Audrey and Pacey had already disappeared into the master bedroom, leaving Joey and Dawson alone for the second night in a row.

" Sure," he shrugged and followed her in. She jumped on the bed and sprawled out, her brain was swimming in alcohol and nothing was making much sense. She sat up and looked at Dawson, he was perched on the edge of the bed. He looked unsure as to what he was doing there, unsure of what he was supposed to say or do.

" Y'know, Jen thought this weekend would be a disaster!"

" Yeah? How come?" asked Dawson, thankful that Joey had started the conversation instead of lengthening the awkward silence.

" Something about us not spending time together. I think she was worried that we'd all moved on or something, like we didn't know each other anymore. Do you think that's true?"

" I don't know. I mean, we've all changed. We've all had an eventful year but I don't think we could ever not know each other. We're all best friends, I think the one thing that remains constant is this, is us,"

" Wow! That's so profound for this time of night," laughed Joey, moving up the bed and sitting next to him. " How drunk are you?"

" Are you kidding me?" smiled Dawson but he could see that she was serious, " I don't know, fairly. What about you?"

" Totally wasted. I promised Audrey I wouldn't do this,"

" Do what?" asked Dawson. Joey kissed him.