Nine months later a very pregnant Josephine Witter entered The Potter B&B. Bessie gasped at the sight of her sister. "No way is that my little sister!" she exclaimed.
"I know, I know, I'm enormous," Joey told her, Pacey entering behind her. His arms were filled with luggage. "Tell me again why we're doing this. Remember what happened the last time someone in our family went into labor?"
"I want you to have the baby here with us, Jo. The B&B is closed down for the next two weeks," Bessie continued. "We-"
"Yeah, and what a great way to spend your vacation," Jo interupted her, "Watching your little sister consume peanut butter and banana sandwiches by the loaf."
"Will you stop, it's gonna be great. And you're old room is waiting for ya." Pacey proceeded into the bedroom to drop off the luggage. "How's he doing?" Bessie asked, in regards to Jo's exhausted husband.
"He's been wonderful, of course," she smiled. "He's been getting up at like 3 A.M. every morning to relieve me of any cravings that come my way, and trust me, there have been some interesting one's. I have no doubt that he is going to be a great father. It's me I'm worried about."
"Joey, you're gonna be a great mom," her sister assured her, wrapping her arm around her. Moments later Alexander came running into the B&B. "Aunt Jo!" he exclaimed, running to her. Bessie let go of Joey, allowing Alexander to attempt to wrap his arms all the way around her waist. She barely recognized him, he had grown up so much in the past few months. "How are you?" he asked.
"I'm great," Joey told him, a big smile on her face.
"Where's Pacey?" he asked.
"In my old room," she told him.
"i'm gonna go say hi, then I'm off to Lilly's, okay?" He turned to Bessie.
"Okay," she answered, throwing a glance Joey's way. Joey grinned. At that moment she felt the overwhelming comfort of home.