Note: I know it's short, but I couldn't write more now.

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Everybody arrives at the hospital together. Bessie and Bodie, Jack, Jen, Dawson, Andie, they all arrive together, asking for information, driving the receptionist crazy.

"Only one person speaking, please"

"Potter, we're looking for Joey Potter." Dawson asks and everyone glares at him.

"No, it's Witter, Josephine Witter." Bessie tells to the confused girl.

"Room 601"

"Thank you."

They reach room 601, just to find Pacey sat on a chair in front of it, his head supported by his hands, consumed by anxiety.

"Pacey, what's going on?"

"Bess, thanks god you're here…you are all here."

"Where's Joey?"

"The doctor said there was something wrong with one of the babies. They took her to a C- section, they didn't allow me to go with her and I'm dying here, Bess."

Nobody knows what to say, all they could do now was wait. Jen, Andie and Jack sit together, Dawson sits alone and Bessie and Bodie beside Pacey, but he can't stand quiet for much longer. He stands up and starts to walk.

"How long will this take?"

Dawson looks to him, with pity, forgetting for a while about his own problems.

"Pacey, calm down, everything is gonna be fine."

"Dawson, it's my wife and my children inside there, I can't be calm."

Jen goes to Pacey and hugs him.

"Shh, Pacey, things are going to be fine, you know that. Remember when I had Amy?"

 Pacey lets out a small chuckle, still holding her.

"Yep, 17 hours of labor before she decided to show up."

Dawson hears the exchange jealous. Pacey knew more about his own daughter than himself. But he was going to change that, he thought to himself, looking at the little girl on Jack's lap. He goes towards them, silently asking Jack to hold her. She goes to his arms, not fearing the unknown man who took her in his arms, looking at her features amazed.

"Hey, little one. You are really pretty, you know?"

Jen raises her head form Pacey's shoulder, a lump in her throat, her heart beating furiously at the sight of Dawson holding her daughter, their daughter for the very first time. She never felt so guilty of never telling Dawson as right now. She felt Pacey tense and let her go, as the doctor came in.

"Mr. Witter?"