Boston
Joey, wrapped her arms around herself in the cold night air as she headed towards the boat, his boat. She saw him sitting there near the wheel looking so pensive as she stared out at the water. Taking a deep breath she gathered her courage and stepped forward. She didn't have to open her mouth he turned around as she opened her mouth.
"So she broke down?" he asked holding out his hand to help her aboard.
"I saw you then I talked to your boss. What do you mean she broke down?" she asked still looking at his outstretched hand.
"Jen found me a few days ago. So are you going to come aboard or not?" Taking his hand she climbed into the boat. As she found her footing Pacey slid his arm around her slim waist. "I missed this Jo," he whispered leaning his face into hers.
She looked at him her knees weakening against her better judgment. Finding a hidden reserve she managed to step away from him. "We need to talk Pace," she stated already missing the feel of his arms around her.
Heaving a sigh he nodded and lead her down into the hold of the yacht. As she sat down on a chair he handed her can of soda. "Jo,"
"Pace,"
"No let me start Jo, or I'll never have the chance to say it. I'm sorry for what I said and did. I had a lot of time to think about things over the summer, and I realized something, I have never been happier then I was with you. I said those things because it scared me the feelings I felt with you scared me. I know that I screwed us up, but all I am asking if we can start again."
"Why didn't you call me when you first got here Pace?"
"I didn't know if I was going to stay, if I had the right to come back into your life after what I did to you." His voice began to break as he finished speaking.
She slowly got up and went over to him, lightly tracing the contours of his face memorizing it all over again. "Call me."
"What?"
"If you want to start over again call me and ask me out on a date." With that she turned and began to leave. Getting to the ladder she stopped and turned around. Pacey stood there a question on his lips. Before he could speak she had crossed the room and pulled him into a passionate kiss. "555-3740," with that she turned around and left.
Capeside
"Is Joey someone you want to do this for?" Gail questioned softly as she fed Lilly her bottle.
"Joey? Mom, Joey and I are not together and are not going to be. This has nothing to do with her." Dawson explained for what felt like the hundredth time. His mind drifted to Faylinn and her…
"Dawson, we're just trying to figure this out," Mitch said interrupting his thoughts.
"Dad, you have to trust me. I'm making the right choice in doing this. USC is not the place for me. If I stay there I will lose all the joy that movies bring me." Taking a deep breath he looked towards the creek.
"Dawson, I'm not going to pretend to be happy with the decision you seem determined to make, but its time for you to make your own mistakes, so that is what I am going to let you do." Mitch said quietly walking over and giving him a hug. "I'll drive you back to the bus station, come on."
"Can you get some milk on the way back?" Gail asked to the retreating backs.
Manderly, England
"Uncle Max, I'll be fine. Besides I have to get back there soon or I'll have failed the semester."
Faylinn's uncle looked up at her from the pile of papers he was attempting to hide behind. Above his head the sign Maxim Carver Attorney of Law glittered in the sunlight that came through the window. Taking a deep breath he spoke, "Faylinn, why must you continue this notion of going to school in America. Why not go to St. Andrew's with your friend William. According to his father he loves it there."
"Uncle Max, I am not going to Scotland for school, even if William himself asked me to go there. Besides like you said we are friends we are never going to be anything more. Besides Jonathan and Winston are still here for you to groom into the perfect young lords," she spat out sarcastically.
"It is to dangerous for you to fly over there right now Faylinn, I'll not lose you to."
"The prime minister is flying over tomorrow, and he said I could go with him. My stuff is there and the school has been paid for, so don't even threaten not to pay," she tossed out her challenge, praying he wouldn't call her bluff.
Maxim glanced at the empty desk across the office. Finally looking up he told her, "fine, you can leave tomorrow with Tony, I'll give him a call."
Running over she gave him a huge hug. "Thank Uncle
Max." She ran out of the office shooting the secretary a big smile as she
left.