Note: this part was difficult to write, I don't know if I did a good job with D/J. I played the song Say goodnight not goodbye several times and in the end ( forgive me my sappiness) I had tears in my eyes.

"Dawson!"

"Can I come in, Joey? It's not much original, but I brought you some flowers."

"Sure you can, Dawson. It's good to see you." She smiles.

He enters the room; he could see on her face how happy she was. Actually he had never seen her as happy as she was right now.

"It's been a long time, Dawson, so many things happened, so much has changed."

"Yeah, I can't even call you Joey Potter anymore…" he sits on the chair next to her bed.

"About that…"

"Joey, it's ok, really I freaked out a little when I saw you pregnant and married to Pacey, but I was just surprised. I won't deny I felt hurt that you didn't even call me to tell me about it, but you're happy and as your friend, all I have to do is be happy for you, too." He smiled, taking her hand on his.

"Thanks, Dawson. This weekend was full of surprises, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, I think I've had my share for another five years." He sighs.

They both laugh, the old sense of familiarity coming back.

"You know, when I saw you with Pacey the other night, I felt so stupid, like I was still dealing with teenage issues and you both looked so grown ups…"

"Still analyzing everything?"

"Old habits die hard. And all of a sudden I had to deal with something I wasn't prepared for."

"Amy. That one really shocked you."

"Yeah, it did" He sighed. "And now I don't know how to deal with the fact that I have a daughter, it's scary."

"Don't worry so much, Dawson, I had 8 months to get prepared to be a mother and I'm terrified here. And I got the feeling it will get even worse."

"I lost so many things in her life; I don't know even where to start. I wish I could stay here to be around her, but I have to go back to LA, to my Hollywood bubble…God, I lost touch with my friends, with you, and what am I doing? I'm so far of everything I always dreamt of. I'm no Spielberg, the guy doesn't even want to talk to me, I'm not writing Schindler's list, it's just a dumb TV show."

"Dawson, this is life, things are never how the way we dreamt about, but you've got the best next thing."

"I'm really confused, Jo. In my own little fantasy world you and I were the one thing I was ever sure about and we're not even close to each other…"

"Dawson, don't you watch The Creek? We're together every Wednesday at eight o'clock. You wrote a show about us…no matter how far apart we are, we'll be always connected" She tightened her grip on his hands, her trademark smile showing up.

"Yeah, friends forever…"

"And ever."

"Should I be worried about you two?" Pacey comes in, smiling.

"Hey, Pacey? How is the new Daddy feeling?"

"Dawson, I should be asking you the same…" He sits on Joey's bed beside her.  She looks at him, but his eyes tell her that he wasn't worried at all.

"Man, it's no piece of cake, it's shocking to know you have a daughter, but have you ever seen such a beautiful little girl?"

"In matter of fact I have, she's called Emmy."

"Oh, no you two are not fighting for the Dad of the year title…" Joey rolls her eyes.

"But Jo, there's no competition, don't you think Emmy is the most beautiful little girl in the world? And there's no competition since I already won, 'cause I happen to have the most amazing little boy too."

The three of them laugh to Pacey's statement.

"Always cocky, huh, Witter?"

"Who, moi? Never, D, never. I'm just telling you the plain truth, ain't I, Joey?"

"You're only saying that because Josh looks exactly like you." She teases him.

"I do know how to appreciate beautiful things. I married you, didn't I?"

"Flattering, Pace." She kisses him softly.

Dawson looks at his friends, feeling he finally had found peace. Their past mistakes wouldn't be forgotten, but somehow their friendship had remained through all the harsh times, his stupid outbursts claiming Joey as his soul mate. He was indeed the king of obliviousness. If he had noticed a long time ago how perfect those tow were for each other, maybe they would had never fallen apart like they did. But then again, maybe that was all they needed to reach maturity enough to be together and for him, now was maybe the right time for him to rebuild their friendship, for the three of them.

"You two will never change…" He is smiling now, with all his heart.

"I hope not, Dawson, and I hope you will never change."

"Even with all my daydreaming, head in the clouds?"

"Yeah, we need somebody to keep us far from the cruel reality." Pacey retorts.

"I feel like the three musketeers are back" Dawson replies.

"It was about time, man."

Joey feels the tears in her eyes. It took them a long way, but finally they both seemed reached the point where she always wanted them to be: back as friends.

"Friends forever?" she asks, fighting back the sob in her throat.

"Friends forever" They both answer and three hands hold each other.