Josephine Potter awoke to the sound of waves crashing and the smell of the salty sea. She groaned as she turned over to study her sleeping man. He looked so peaceful and so young. Most of the time she was amazed at how old they had gotten, the years that had passed, but every now and then she would look at him and see that same seventeen year old that she fell in love with. She looked admiringly at her hand which rested against the pillow her head was also resting on. The diamond that symbolized their future together glimmered inthe morning sun. Pacey fidgeted and she closed her eyes.
Pacey opened his eyes and an immediate smile spread across his face. He carrassed Joey's hand.
"I know you're awake," he told her. She grinned, refusing to open her eyes. "So, who should we tell first?" he asked, inches closer to her.
"What was that? I'm sleeping," she teased.
"Come on, who?" He started to tickle her arm in a harrassing manor. "Bess? Dougie and Jackers?"
She finally gave in and opened her eyes. "Tell them what?" she asked playfully.
"Okay, listen here.," he began. "I just want you to know one thing before this goes any further. I'm the one who will be wearing the pants in this marriage."
"Oh really?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered, nonchalantly. She laughed.
"When oh when will you learn, Witter, that I will always be in charge of this relationship?"
"Okay, okay, that one was below the belt," he said, starting to get out of bed. She pulled him back down and he landed on top of her. She pulled his head down to hers and kissed him passionately. "Okay, you win," he told her in defeat. She grinned and kissed him again.

It was midday and everyone of importance had been informed of the engagement, everyone accept an old friend of both Joey and Pacey's, Dawson.

Joey plopped down on the couch next to Pacey. "Time to call Dawson," she said excitedly.
"Are you aware of how ironic this is?" Pacey asked.
"You know he's going to be excited. And, yes, I know how weird it may seem, but I'm excited to tell him. Aren't you?"
" I don't know if I'd use to word 'excited' so much, but-"
"Come on, Pace. It's been like ten years almost. Get over it." She handed him the phone. "Go on-"
"This is your move," he told her. He studied her for a moment then smiled. "So call him." She smiled back and sialed the number.