Pacey brought Joey into the Leery's guest bedroom.
Joey looked like hell. She had blood streaming down her face. Her beautiful white with light blue flowers dress was now more like a deep red. Joey had stopped crying but was still sobbing a little.
On the other hand, Pacey hand was swollen and was rapidly turning black and blue.
Pacey put Joey on the bed and left to get her a washcloth.
When he returned Joey was laying down on the bed and almost asleep. When she heard Pacey return she sat up. Pacey sat on the bed and gently washed most of the blood from her face and neck but her face was stained pinkest-red.
Joey reached over and took Pacey's hand and examined it.
Pacey winced as she lightly touched it.
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry? why are you sorry"
"Your hand. It's, for one, swollen. Two, looks like hell. Three, it hurts you. Do I have to go on?"
He laughed
"Potter?"
"Yeah."
"I love you"
"I love you too Pace"
Joey gently pushed Pacey down on the bed. Pacey laid down and Joey put her head on his chest. They both fell asleep instantly.
To be continued........
Author's Note.
Ok. I know Dawson probably would never hit or slap Joey but you need conflict in a story so this is my conflict.