Chapter 4

Dawson instinctively huddled Jen closer to him, the idea of Drue being in the same room as her now made him feel sick. Jen moved his arm aside and walked over to Drue, putting her hands on his knees.

" Drue, I will never love you. You mean too much to me," Dawson began to protest but Jen continued, " You are the embodiment of everything I hate in New York and everything I hate in my past. I could never love you because I will never love my past,"

" Look, Lindley. I didn't come here to hurt you on purpose. I just thought it would be a bit of fun. Me and Annie are gonna go, if she's even talking to me now," sighed Drue, he brushed her hair behind her ears and Jen let him.

" Okay…Drue?" said Jen as he was leaving the kitchen. Drue turned back to face her, " You can visit any time. Just leave our past at home, okay?"

Drue smiled at her and ran up the stairs. Jen went back to Dawson's arms and hugged him tightly. She felt free, she finally felt as if she had let everything go. Jack appeared in the kitchen doorway.

" What I miss?" he yawned.

Life after the uninvited guests had returned to normal, Oliver's script needed a few tweaks but Dawson agreed to direct it, Jen's radio slot became a kind of agony aunt show and despite everything, Drue started emailing Jen but they never discussed New York or the past; only Boston, Dawson and the future.