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Chapter 7

Saturday, 1000 hours

Potter B and B

Capeside

Mac walked into the lounge room to find the gang sitting around with Mic at the edge of the group.

'Morning sleepy head,' Jack greeted Mac,

'I had a lot to think about last night,' Mac replied giving Joey a knowing look. 'Where's Harm?'

'He's gone out for the day,' Joey said.

'Did he say where he was going?'

'No, just that he'd be back tonight.'

'Mac do you want to go for a walk?' Mic asked changing the subject away from Harm.

'Ok.' Mac said as Mic stood up. 'We'll be back later,' she told them as they walked out the door.

'Seeing as it's my last day of freedom, what are we doing tonight?' Joey asked.

'We can always catch a movie,' Dawson suggested.

'No. As a group I think it will be beneficial for us to expand our social activities beyond the horizons of videos and Dawson's room.' Said Jen.

'Fine, we can go to the Rialto.'

'No further than that.'

The gang sat and looked at each other. 'Then what do you suggest we do' Jack said.

'Um…' said Jen as she was interrupted by an unusual ring tone.

'What the hell is that?' asked Jack.

'It might he this,' Andie said pulling a phone out from between the cushions.

'Whose is it?'

'Well it's not Harm's' Dawson said.

'Isn't that the Marine Corp theme?' Pacey asked.

'Trust you to know,' said Joey smirking.

'Well is someone going to answer it?' asked Jen.

'It says Admiral Chegwidden,' said Andie looking at the phone.

'I'm not answering it. He scares me,' Dawson said quickly.

Jen grabbed the phone and answered it. 'Hello, Mac's phone.'

'Who is this?' asked the Admiral.

'It's Jen Lindley.'

'Where's the Colonel?' the admiral enquired.

'Gone,'

'Where?'

'Um, out with Mic.'

'What? Why's he there? Where's Harm? Have they done any work?' the admiral fired questions at Jen.

'Whoa, hold on a second,' Jen replied. 'First answer, Mic's here in Capeside. Um to cause trouble I think, which I might add he's doing a pretty good job of.'

'Oh great, where's Harm?'

'I'm getting there. He had gone to Boston,' Jen said.

'They haven't done any work then,' the admiral stated.

'Um, yeah a bit I think,' Jen said.

'When's the Commander getting back from Boston?'

'This evening, I think,' Jen said looking around at the rest of the gang. 'When's Harm getting back?' she directed the question at Joey.

'This evening.' Joey replied.

'Yep, this evening apparently,' Jen confirmed over the phone.

'Ok, get either the Col or the Cmdr to call me when they get back.' The Admiral told Jen.

'Alright,' Jen said. 'Bye.' And she hung up the phone. Looking at Dawson, she said. 'He wasn't that scary.'

'I guess he wasn't angry.'

'So guys, what are we doing tonight?' Jen asked returning to the original conversation.

'We decided while you were talking on the phone,' Jack told her.

'What did you decide?'

'Movies at the McPhee's,' said Pacey.

'I thought we were branching out?'

'We are. To the McPhee's,' said Dawson.

'Well that's tonight. What about today?' Joey asked.

'Jack and I are helping Grams clean out the attic.' Jen told the group.

'Well, McPhee and I have an afternoon for two planned.' Pacey said looking at Andie.

'We do?' Andie asked.

'Yes, we do.' Pacey grinned.

'Well looks like you two have to entertain each other.' Jen smirked at Joey and Dawson.

'Jen….' Joey warned her while glaring at Jen.

'I didn't say anything.' She grinned back.

'Ok, looks like we're stuck with each other,' Dawson said to Joey.

'A fate worse than death,' she joked back. 'What are we going to do?'

'Um, what are you like at painting, Joey?'

'What?' Joey asked.

'Mom and dad want me to paint the spare room for the baby,' Dawson explained.

'Oh well that I can help with,' Joey replied.

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Dawson and Joey walked into her room to get a change of clothes as Mac and Brumby return from their walk. They walk into Mic's room not realising Joey and Dawson are in the next room.

'I wonder where the gang are?' Mac said sitting on the bed.

'What does it matter? They're just kids.'

'Kids that you could learn a lot from.'

'I don't see how.'

'Haven't you noticed the tension between Pacey, Dawson and Joey?'

Mic just looked at her blankly.

'Men,' Mac said rolling her eyes.

'What?'

'You and Harm have more in common than you think.'

'That'll be right. Harm has to come up in every conversation.'

Glaring at him, she said, 'At least they like him.'

'What?'

'Until you came, we were developing a very good friendship.'

'What?'

'The gang. Haven't you noticed they always leave when you're around? You have that effect on a lot of people, don't you?'

'I really don't care what others think about me,' Mic could feel him anger rising. Why did Harm have to come up all the time? Couldn't they have one conversation not involving him?

'Mic, why are you here?'

'I've already told you. To see you.'

'I want the truth. Why are you here?'

'Like I said, to see you.'

'No you didn't. You're here to annoy Harm. You can't stand me spending time with him so you thought you would come here and cause trouble,' she was trying not to yell, but he was really irritating her. Mac felt glad that they were the only two in the B and B.

'Fine, you're right. I am here because of Harm. Besides, I don't need to worry about him,' Mic replied with a smug look on his face. A look that Mac wanted to wipe off.

'What's that meant to mean?' Mac snapped at him.

'He knows I'm better than he is and I always will be. He's known that ever since Sydney.'

'What's Sydney got to do with anything?' Sydney was the worst time of her life. She had to make a choice between two guys and she'd chosen wrong.

'Harm knows that I won,' Mic said referring to the fight he and Harm had.

'What!' Mac yelled. 'So you're telling me, I'm just a prize the two of you were fighting over,' Mac yelled taking it the wrong way.

'No. What I meant was….' Mic said trying to explain.

'Thanks Mic. You really make me feel special,' she said feeling tears develop. 'I've been put down and treated like crap most of my pathetic life, but this really takes the cake,' she said standing.

Mic tried to touch her, to say sorry, but she quickly pushed him away.

'Don't come near me!'

'Mac. I didn't mean it like that,' Mic tried to apologise but knew how stubborn she was.

'I think you should leave. I don't want to see you at the moment,' Mac said angrily, looking out the window.

'It's my room,' he said sitting on the bed.

'Fine,' she snapped walking out the door, slamming it so hard, Dawson and Joey jumped in the next room.

'I don't think we were meant to hear that,' Joey said looking at Dawson.

'I don't think so either.'

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to be continued………