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Car scene

Doug, Jack and Andie are going back to Jack's place since nobody would be able to see the babies for a while. Andie goes inside to see her sleepy fiancé, who had preferred to stay at home to take a nap instead of going to the hospital with her.

"Jack, can you stay for a while?" Doug asks.

"You wanna go to your place, Doug?"

"Ok." He turns on the ignition.

They arrive at Doug's place. Doug seems very nervous.

"What's wrong, Doug? Do you regret coming out like that?"

"No, Jack, not at all, I needed to do that, not just for you, but for me too…it's that I want to ask you something…" He sits on the couch beside Jack, holding his hand.

"So, what's up, man? You're scaring me here."

"I want you to move in…"

"Are you proposing to me, Sheriff Witter?"

"Jack, you know I can't really propose, but if you put it this way, yes, I am proposing." Doug sounds anxious.

"I have just one question to you before I give you my answer: My place or your place?" Jack's eyes shinning with false mockery.

"Jack, now I understand why you and Pacey are friends. So is that a yes?"

"You can bet it is." Jack leans over, kissing him.

At the B&B

Dawson helps Jen to bring Amy inside. They are both tense, not knowing how to act around each other. They take the sleepy baby to Jen's room. Jen feels a lump in her throat as she sees Dawson just staring at Amy sleeping and kissing her on her forehead. Silently they both leave the room and in a mutual understanding go to the dock in the back of the house, sitting there, just staring at the water. Jen is the first to break the silence.

"Dawson, I don't know where to start…"She sighs.

"I just wanna understand why, Jen, why did you hide from me for so long that I have a daughter."

"At first I was really pissed off, Dawson, you slept with me that night and then disappeared, no phone calls, no letters, nothing. When I found out I was pregnant, I really didn't know what to do. I considered everything: termination, giving her to adoption, calling you, but then I decided that I could do that on my own, you know. And I didn't want you to feel that you owed me something just because I got pregnant…"

"Jen, I would be there for you, you know it, not because I owed you something, but because she's my responsibility too."

"I don't want you to think she's a responsibility. She's a baby who needs to be loved and cherished, not some damn responsibility you get rid of by just sending me a pay check every month."

"Jen, do you really think I would do just that? When I saw Amy today, I fell in love with her, even before I knew she was mine. You took away from me so many things about her, Jen…I didn't see her first smile, I didn't see her first step, didn't hear her first word."

"This is the part I regret, Dawson…but as time went by, I simply didn't know how to tell you anymore, so it was more comfortable to keep it that way."

"And what do we do, now? I don't want to loose any more things in my daughter's life, Jen."

"And what do you suggest, Dawson? That I quit my job and move to LA, so you could be near her?"

"Jen, I don't think this would work, you love your independence too much, but I could come to NY or you could come to LA on weekends and holidays and we start from here…no ultimatums here, Jen, I really just wanna know my daughter better."

For the first time Jen smiles. She looks at him, unshed tears in her eyes.

"Amy loves birds and dogs. Her favorite fruit are apples. She hates when she has to leave her bath…"

Dawson looks at her like it's the first time he actually sees her, while she keeps talking about their baby, He holds her hand, still paying attention on what she is saying like a school boy mesmerized by his teacher and for the first time in the whole weekend he feels like he's home.

At the hospital.

Pacey and Joey are sat in the waiting room at the ICU, waiting for the nurse who is going to bring their babies for them. They are holding hands, happiness in all their features as Carol approaches bringing the babies. Pacey stands up, taking on of them, while she brings the other to Joey.

"Hey, little ones, Daddy brought Mommy to see you."

Carol hands one baby to Joey and leaves the new family alone. They both stay in silence, each one with a baby, just enjoying the feeling of being there with them. Pacey looks to Joey, feeling that his love for her was now stronger than ever, it was even deeper, if that was possible. He never saw her look so beautiful, but he knew if he said that, she would argue that her hair was a mess, she was wearing no make up and that ridiculous hospital gown, but to him, seeing her with his son on her arms, tears in her eyes, she never looked so beautiful. Then he looked to the little girl in his arms, who was quiet, just looking at her father, her eyes so like Joey's that he felt he could melt with all the love he was feeling right now.

"Hey, Pace, do you wanna hold him? I wanna see my little girl's face now." She smiles through her tears.

They exchange the babies. He looks to his son, making a silent promise that he would never treat him like his own father did to him the better part of his life. His mind wonders about baseball bats, hockey games, even though he knows there'll be too much time till that. He looks to Joey and the thought that now he had two girls to pamper and spoil, to give jewelry and dresses, warms his heart.

"Hey, Jo, we have an important issue here in our hands."

"What issue, Pace?" she looks at him puzzled.

"Well, although I find pretty these little plastic wristbands written Baby Girl Witter, 6 lbs 2 oz. and Baby boy Witter, 6 lbs 4 oz, I don't think they'll like to be known like that the rest of their lives.

She glares at him, but soon starts to laugh.

"Ok, you name him and I name her."

"This is easy, Pacey Witter Jr." He teases her.

"No way, Pacey, I already told you, I'm not calling my son Pacey, one Pacey is enough for me to handle."

"I'm kidding, Jo…What about Joshua?"

"I like that: Joshua Pacey Witter, does that sound good?"

"I thought you had enough Pacey to handle…" He is surprise that she would really let him name their son after him.

"It will be never enough…And how will we name this little princess here?"

"Your choice, Jo"

"Emmeline, she looks like Emmeline. Emmeline Marie Witter"

"It's indeed a princess name…" They both touch their foreheads, leaning against each other, just enjoying the proximity.

"Welcome to the family, Josh and Emmy." Pacey whispers to them and then kissing his wife.