The ringing cell phone pulled Dawson out of his slumber.
Groaning from the uncomfortable seat position, he saw the call was from
home. "I told you I would--"
"Dawson it's Bessie," she cut him off with in the
background he could hear the sounds of sobbing. "Your mom asked me to tell
you this before you reached Boston, honey I'm sorry to tell you this but
your father was just killed in…"
If she continued he didn't hear anything else. The
phone dropped from his lifeless hand. A sick feeling rose to his mouth
and he found himself running to the bathroom. He was in there for a long
time before someone started to knock on the door demanding entrance. Opening
the door he walked back to the seat feeling empty inside. A conversation
floated to his head.
"My uncle Max is great, I mean to take us
all in after the accident. I don't know what we would have done without
him. The poor babies though they were only three months old when it happened.
Winston was still in the hospital"
"How did you manage?"
"Day by day, I guess. I never really though
about not getting through it, I mean we were all hurting. I would ride
a lot on the estate. As far as and long as I could whenever it got to be
too much. I would write or sing as well depending on my mood."
"I have no idea how I would handle it."
"No one does till they go through it."
"Port Authority," the driver's announcement broke
into his thoughts.
At the stop he got off and bough a ticket back to
Cape Side. Before getting off the bus he tried Faylinn. Not getting an
answer he left a voice message and then began to pull himself together
for what laid ahead.
Boston
Pacey stood outside Joey's door with a small bouquet
of white roses. He stood there trying to think of something witty to say
when she opened the door. Finally giving up he knocked on the door and
waited again.
"Come in," Joey called over her shoulder as finished
the last touches to her braid.
Pacey pushed the door open as she turned around
as was greeted by the most beautiful sight in the world. "Jo you look amazing,"
he complimented taking in her long gray skirt and blue knit sweater. "Ummm,
Jo, you ever goonna unpack?" he joked taking in the boxes.
She gave a slight laugh as she took the flowers
from him breathing in their scent. "I would if they belonged to me. Those
are my roommates. She should be arriving tomorrow according to the message
she left me."
"Fun, starting the semester late, sounds like my
kinda girl."
Joey lightly hit him on the arm. It was a family
emergency that is why she isn't here yet. So why am I all dressed u--"
She was cut off by the ringing phone. She went over to answer it to hear
Bessie on the line telling her what happened. "No!" was all she said before
breaking into tears sinking to her knees.
Pacey took her into his arms and tried to comfort
her as she haltingly told him what happened to Mitch. Pacey held her as
she talked feeling the bottom drop out of his world. Taking her hand he
pulled her up. "Come on Jo we have to go down there."
An Airport
It was One a.m. when Faylinn finally got in to New
York. She hailed a cab to her brother's apartment needing a few hours of
sleep before she climbed onto a bus. As the cab drove off she turned on
her cell phone to get her messages.
"Faylinn, you know that day… the situation. I need
you, come to Cape Side." Dawson's tortured broken words coma over the phone.
She quickly told the cab driver to head to port authority as she dialed
Robert to tell him the change in plans.