It was a beautiful June day in Capeside, Massachusettes. Pacey and Joey had planned their perfect wedding. The two were to be married along the very same docks in which they had sailed off of into the sunset those many years ago. The reception was to be held at the Icehouse, and the wedding party was full of familiar faces. Pacey's brother Doug was to be bestman, while Bessie was to be the maid of honor. Among the party were Dawson's little sister Lilly as a Junior Brides Maid, Joey's nephew Alexander as a junor usher, their mutual friend as an Usher, and a co- worker/friend of Joey's, Cameron as a bridesmaid. Lastly, their flower girl was to be Amy, the daughter of their friend Jen, who was now being cared for by Jack and Doug.
Joey studied herself in the mirror. Her white gown flowed to the ground and her viel cascaded over her shoulders. On her wrist she wore the braclet she had found of her mother's so many years ago. Bessie stood beside her, a mess of tears.
"I don't know how I'm going to get through this," she sniffed. "My little sister's getting married."
"I survived your wedding, you'll survive mine," Joey told her, refering to her sister's marriage to Bodie two years earlier, the very man who was going to walk her down the aisle.
"I love you Joey. I'm so proud of the woman you've become," Bessie told her, taking her in her arms. "I was always so worried I was going to make a mess of your life."
"I love you too," Joey told her. "And you have been a great mom, Bess." They backed away from her hug, Bessie wiping the tears from her eyes. Joey too was teary-eyed, she couldn't help it. Her sister would never know how much she loved her.

Pacey stood awaiting his bride nervously. "I know what you're thinking," Doug told him from his spot beside him. "But it's not gonna happen little brother. There's nothing you could do to ruin this, so just relax."
"Oh, there's always a way, Dougie," he said, looking to the ground. "I just want it to be perfect."
"Hey," Doug said, putting his arm on Pacey's. Pacey looked up at him. "It will be", he told pacey, smiling. Pacey sighed a sigh of relief. He actually believed his brother. Though he hated to admit it, Doug was usually right.

"There is one more thing," Bessie began. "Bodie's not walking you down the aisle."
"What?!" Joey exclaimed, suddenly very nervous and upidy. "What do you mean? He has to!" Her eyes began to swell with tears in utter frustration. "He has to! Who else is going to?!"
"I am," she heard a deep voice proclaim from behind her. She turned to find her father standing before her in a tux. A shoked look spread over her face.
"I made your sister promise she wouldn't tell you I got out," he explained.
"But why? When?"
"Two months ago, and because I was afraid that if you knew, you would deny me the honor," he told her. His face began to collaps, as his eyes watered and his lips quivered. "I couldn't risk that, Joey."
She began to cry there, she could no longer hold back the tears.
"You look so beautiful," he told her. She ran to him and wrapped her arms around him. "It was bad enough I had to miss one of my daughters get married.," he said through his tears, "I love you, Joey."
"I love you too dad."

The sun shone brightly as Joey exited the tent and made her way towards the aisle. The first face she spotted was Dawson's. Tears clouded his eyes and he smiled brighty at her as she made her way towards him. She smiled back at him, as a feeling of bittersweet closure came over her. She looked ahead to see her groom, looking perfect, the sea flowing behind him. Her father held her arm gently as he escorted her towards her destiny. She continued to smile, and cry tears of joy as she walked down the aisle. Once her eyes met Pacey's her tears became stronger and she struggled to keep control of herself. Once she had reached pacey her father gave her over to him, kissing her on the cheek before he made his way into the audience.
Pacey and Joey stood before the minister as he spoke. Pacey was trying to pay attention to the words he spoke, but Joey's beauty had him distracted, as did the shore that he adored so much. Joey felt herself drift deeper and deeper into happiness as the ceremony continued. Pacey turned to Joey, ready to recite to her the vows he had written just for her.
"Joshephine Potter," he stumbeled. "I once told me that you wrecked me, in the most wonderful way. What I meant by that was that you broke down those barriers that I had held up. You helped me to become the man I am today. In all the times we were apart, I never stopped loving you for one moment. There aren't words to describe what I feel for you. I can only say that you make my life a wonderful life to lead. I love you."
"Pacey," she began, "You're the person who made me realize that I didn't need to leave Capeside to be who I am, or to be happy. You made me realize that I could have it all, that anything was possible in this world. And you taught me that running from things is not the answer, because the more you run, the harder it is to find your way back. But I did," she told him, choking back more tears. "And I would go anywhere or do anything to just spend one moment with you. I can't believe I get to spend a lifetime with you." "The rings," the minister instructed. Doug handed them the rings. They slipped the rings on eachothers fingers and looked adoringly at one another. "Do you, Pacey Witter, take Josephine Potter to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold until this day forward. In sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," Pacey replied, bringing more tears from Joey's eyes.
"Do you Josephine Potter, take Pacey Witter to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold until this day forward. In sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"
Joey continued to gaze into Pacey's eyes and said, a bit hushed by tears, "I do."
"With the power invested in me I know pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Pacey brought his lips to hers, and in that moment they both knew that nothing would ever part them again. And so they began their life together.