A/N: Well, this is the epilogue, just a final round-up. It takes place a few months after the last chapter. It's kind of to sum up the story and prepare for the sequel, which will basically be Jen's letters to her friends. I'm sorry it took me so long to finally finish this; I've been kind of preoccupied lately.

Epilogue

  Joey Potter laid half asleep in her bed in the house she and Pace shared together in Capeside. It was Sunday and Joey knew that the next day she would be returning to New York. She had arranged with Random House that she only had to go into the office once a week ever month. Tomorrow was the beginning of that week. Joey groaned, as she slipped out of bed, Pacey still slept soundly next to her. She hated the nights she spent away from him.

   Sitting at the desk where she worked Joey filed through the novels she had to edit. There were so many. As she did though, she stopped a second and gazed at the ring on her finger, smiling. She remembered the first time she had seen the ring, on her summer get-away with Pacey. He had remembered how much she had loved it that was one thing Joey loved most about Pacey. He always remembered ever special thing in her life, ever moment good and bad. Soon she would marry him; soon she would be spending the rest of her life with Pacey.

   Then, from the corner of her eye Joey spotted an envelope with her name scrawled across it in Jen's elegant handwriting. Joey reached across and opened it, pulling out a piece of paper that was worn from being handled often. Tears stained the sheet and Joey read it over carefully. Tears fogging her vision as she read the note through again and again. It was something she did often ever since she had found the envelope sitting in the mailbox in her New York apartment when she had returned after weeks of taking absence from work for personal reasons. It had been months since Jen had died, but sorrow still lingered in all their hearts, especially now that Grams was sick again.

    Joey smoothed the letter out on the desk, taking in Jen's words. Jen had reached through from the beyond, and left them each a letter. None knew what each letter had written, not even she and Pacey knew the contents of each others. Each letter was special; they each wanted to preserve the memory of Jen through them afraid that in sharing the words with their friends the words would lose all meaning.

     Folding the letter back up Joey replaced the letter into the envelope. On her desk along with the clutter of paper were three framed photographs. One of the large group years ago, before any sadness, sorrow and heartbreak, all of them smiling and sitting together happily on the beach of Capeside. Andie, Joey, Jen, Pacey, Jack and Dawson were all present laughing together at something unknown. The other was a recent photograph, taken only a week earlier. They smiled but their eyes were worn with sadness, and age of the years. Jack held Madison in his arms, a birthday hat on her head as the girl looked hungrily at her birthday cake, Joey and Pacey were on the right of Jack in each others arms Joey's ring visible, Dawson and Andie were next to the couple visible holding hands, and Audrey was to Jack's left with Todd, who was the only one whose eyes were not weathered by loss but stress. When Joey looked close enough at the picture she could sometimes see a shadow that did not belong to any of them, the shadow was human shape but barely recognizable behind the flash of light that no one knew where it came from although they all secretly believed it was Jen's ghost floating in for the picture at her daughter's third birthday.

   Joey brushed her fingers across the picture. Jen had brought so much into their lives, even after her death. Jen had allowed Joey to finally admit her love to Pacey and now they were getting married. From beyond Jen worked her magic and brought Dawson and Andie closer together. Jen, helped Jack and Doug raise her little girl. Jen was everywhere. In their hearts, minds, in Madison and in the air, Jen was dead but she lived on through all of them. She had taught them so much, had allowed them to embrace life.

    Joey stood up from the desk holding her letter once again as she tucked it safely into her drawer. In Los Angeles, Andie and Dawson slept with each of their letters on their bedside table. In Florida, on Todd's movie set Audrey sat with her letter in her purse always close by to read. Under Pacey's pillowcase his letter was tucked away secretly so he could reach for it at any hour of the night, and not far away Jack's letter from Jen was held tightly in his hand as he watched Madison sleep.

   Jen Lindley lived in all of their hearts, she helped them live. Jen was extraordinary and she had brought so much to each other their lives. Now, they lived each with a memory of her close by to comfort them at a moments need. Jen Lindley had changed the most in the years that each one had gotten to know her, and had helped each and every one of them change in their own way, even now.