Title: Home Sweet Home
Part: 2
Author: Chantal aka Mala Website: http://my-dc.cjb.net
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Everything up to beginning of Season 5
Summary: Andie returns to America and finds Pacey
Category: Pacey/Andie
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They are borrowed so I can tell the story of the reunion of my fave couple! Author's Note: Even though I'm the biggest P/A fan, this is my first ever fic about Pacey & Andie together. I always felt I'd never be able to write a good enough fic to represent the true love of P/A but now I'm ready to try. Please R&R so I know if I should continue.
Pacey washed the last dish and put it on the rack with the other dishes. He put the tea towel down and leaned back and watched Andie bustle around his little kitchenette. She was making him special Italian coffee. He knew at this late hour that if he drank coffee, he would never fall asleep but he couldn't say no to Andie.
He'd never been able to say no to her.
There was just something about her. Something sweet and charming. He couldn't resist her blue eyes.
"What?" Andie asked with just a tinge of red stinging her pale cheeks.
He shook his head, a smile still playing on his lips. "Nothing."
"You were staring at me," she said as she poured a little milk into the mugs.
"I can't help it if you look beautiful," he said, raising his arms in the air. "So sue me."
The red in her face became brighter and she turned away from him to stir in a little cream. Pacey was causing funny things to happen to her stomach. It was as if a million butterflies had taken flight but couldn't escape. She almost felt as if she were going to throw up.
She wondered what he was thinking. He said he thought she was beautiful but was that in a friendly way? Did he have feelings for her?
The water finally boiled so she took it off and filled the mugs to the top.
She turned and carefully carried them to the table and sat down. Pacey brought over two pieces of cake and sat across from her.
"Oh I can't eat that," she said, patting her stomach.
"McPhee, you're forcing me to drink coffee at 10 o'clock at night. I'm not going to sleep tonight. The least you could do is eat a piece of cake," he insisted.
Andie nodded and accepted the spoon he passed her.
"I'm not forcing you to drink coffee," Andie said as she blew on hers.
Pacey grinned. "I can't resist those gorgeous blue eyes of yours."
Andie blushed again. She hated what he was doing to her. His flirting was driving her crazy. She was desperate to know what he meant.
It wasn't as if boys had never flirted with her. In Italy she had become quite the flirt.
But Pacey was different.
She felt different around him. It was as if it was the first time she had met him.
Andie looked up from her coffee and caught Pacey looking at her again. They're eyes locked for a few seconds and Andie's heart began to flutter.
Pacey cleared his throat and looked away. He couldn't take it anymore. Andie was doing serious weird stuff to his mind.
He quickly stood up.
"I have to go outside for some air," he said. "Do you want to take a walk?"
"Okay," Andie said.
They picked up their mugs and left the boat.
"You haven't seen anyone else?" Andie asked after a moment of silence.
Pacey shook his head. "Just Jen. She's been really good to me. She's been bringing me Gram's home made cooking."
Andie smiled. "I know. She's great. I barely coped without her in Italy."
Pacey laughed. "Andie, you probably didn't think about any of us while you were there."
Andie shook her head. "I thought of nothing else. My photos and memories of you, Jack & Jen kept me going."
They reached the end of the pier and stopped.
Pacey faced Andie and marvelled at how the moonlight highlighted her hair. Her eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky.
Pacey's breath caught in his throat as he stared down at her. He could tell she wanted him to kiss her. He wanted to kiss her. But something was stopping him.
He stepped back.
"Hey, it's getting late. I guess we should hit the hay," he said.
Andie nodded, feeling slightly deflated. She wasn't sure why she had come here tonight and now her feelings were all muddled up.
"Okay," she said softly.
They walked quietly back to the boat.
"Do you want me to walk you home?" Pacey asked her.
"No, I'll be okay," she said. "I guess I'll see you around."
"You can count on it," Pacey said.
He leaned forward to peck her on the cheek as she turned her head to do the same and their lips met.
Pacey jumped slightly as his mouth instinctively opened slowly and deepened the kiss. His arms fell to Andie's waist and he pulled her closer to him.
Their bodies melted together as if they were on fire. Andie moaned as she felt the urgency in Pacey's kisses.
He pulled away slightly and stared into her eyes. They answered him wordlessly.
Her heart was beating triple time as he gently lifted her up into his arms and kissed her again.
As he carried her into the boat, she looked up at the full moon and thanked God she had come home.
When Pacey kicked the door shut with his foot, she knew this was where she belonged.
Part: 2
Author: Chantal aka Mala Website: http://my-dc.cjb.net
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Everything up to beginning of Season 5
Summary: Andie returns to America and finds Pacey
Category: Pacey/Andie
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They are borrowed so I can tell the story of the reunion of my fave couple! Author's Note: Even though I'm the biggest P/A fan, this is my first ever fic about Pacey & Andie together. I always felt I'd never be able to write a good enough fic to represent the true love of P/A but now I'm ready to try. Please R&R so I know if I should continue.
Pacey washed the last dish and put it on the rack with the other dishes. He put the tea towel down and leaned back and watched Andie bustle around his little kitchenette. She was making him special Italian coffee. He knew at this late hour that if he drank coffee, he would never fall asleep but he couldn't say no to Andie.
He'd never been able to say no to her.
There was just something about her. Something sweet and charming. He couldn't resist her blue eyes.
"What?" Andie asked with just a tinge of red stinging her pale cheeks.
He shook his head, a smile still playing on his lips. "Nothing."
"You were staring at me," she said as she poured a little milk into the mugs.
"I can't help it if you look beautiful," he said, raising his arms in the air. "So sue me."
The red in her face became brighter and she turned away from him to stir in a little cream. Pacey was causing funny things to happen to her stomach. It was as if a million butterflies had taken flight but couldn't escape. She almost felt as if she were going to throw up.
She wondered what he was thinking. He said he thought she was beautiful but was that in a friendly way? Did he have feelings for her?
The water finally boiled so she took it off and filled the mugs to the top.
She turned and carefully carried them to the table and sat down. Pacey brought over two pieces of cake and sat across from her.
"Oh I can't eat that," she said, patting her stomach.
"McPhee, you're forcing me to drink coffee at 10 o'clock at night. I'm not going to sleep tonight. The least you could do is eat a piece of cake," he insisted.
Andie nodded and accepted the spoon he passed her.
"I'm not forcing you to drink coffee," Andie said as she blew on hers.
Pacey grinned. "I can't resist those gorgeous blue eyes of yours."
Andie blushed again. She hated what he was doing to her. His flirting was driving her crazy. She was desperate to know what he meant.
It wasn't as if boys had never flirted with her. In Italy she had become quite the flirt.
But Pacey was different.
She felt different around him. It was as if it was the first time she had met him.
Andie looked up from her coffee and caught Pacey looking at her again. They're eyes locked for a few seconds and Andie's heart began to flutter.
Pacey cleared his throat and looked away. He couldn't take it anymore. Andie was doing serious weird stuff to his mind.
He quickly stood up.
"I have to go outside for some air," he said. "Do you want to take a walk?"
"Okay," Andie said.
They picked up their mugs and left the boat.
"You haven't seen anyone else?" Andie asked after a moment of silence.
Pacey shook his head. "Just Jen. She's been really good to me. She's been bringing me Gram's home made cooking."
Andie smiled. "I know. She's great. I barely coped without her in Italy."
Pacey laughed. "Andie, you probably didn't think about any of us while you were there."
Andie shook her head. "I thought of nothing else. My photos and memories of you, Jack & Jen kept me going."
They reached the end of the pier and stopped.
Pacey faced Andie and marvelled at how the moonlight highlighted her hair. Her eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky.
Pacey's breath caught in his throat as he stared down at her. He could tell she wanted him to kiss her. He wanted to kiss her. But something was stopping him.
He stepped back.
"Hey, it's getting late. I guess we should hit the hay," he said.
Andie nodded, feeling slightly deflated. She wasn't sure why she had come here tonight and now her feelings were all muddled up.
"Okay," she said softly.
They walked quietly back to the boat.
"Do you want me to walk you home?" Pacey asked her.
"No, I'll be okay," she said. "I guess I'll see you around."
"You can count on it," Pacey said.
He leaned forward to peck her on the cheek as she turned her head to do the same and their lips met.
Pacey jumped slightly as his mouth instinctively opened slowly and deepened the kiss. His arms fell to Andie's waist and he pulled her closer to him.
Their bodies melted together as if they were on fire. Andie moaned as she felt the urgency in Pacey's kisses.
He pulled away slightly and stared into her eyes. They answered him wordlessly.
Her heart was beating triple time as he gently lifted her up into his arms and kissed her again.
As he carried her into the boat, she looked up at the full moon and thanked God she had come home.
When Pacey kicked the door shut with his foot, she knew this was where she belonged.