Disclaimer: I do not own Jack, Jen, Joey, Andie, Pacey, Dawson, or any other characters, places, or events, or Dawson's Creek itself. They are the property of Kevin Williamson and the WB.

Author's Note: Sorry, about the cliffhanger, but I promise, you'll only be kept in suspense a little while longer. Since my Spring Break starts in 2 days (woohoo!) I should be able to write pretty often over the next week and a half. This is Jen's chapter, and picks up the next day (for those trying to keep track of time, that would be Saturday). A big thanks to everyone who's been reading and reviewing, and please continue to do so!

         "What time are your friends coming over, Jennifer?" asked Grams, coming into the kitchen where Jen was seated.

         "Seven, Grams. Which actually means about 7:30 for some of them," she added.

         "Do you know what all of you are doing?" asked Grams.

         "No, we were all going to decide when they got here," Jen replied.

         "Well, I'd like to know where you're going. I don't want you just wandering around aimlessly at night if I don't know where you are."

         "Grams, Capeside's downtown has, like, twelve people in it at night, and I don't think many of them are rapists or murderers." Seeing her reproachful look, she added, "But we'll tell you what we're doing before we leave, I promise."

         Ding-dong! "I'll go get it," said Jen.

         "Hey, Jen, what's up?" said Dawson, stepping inside Jen's house.

         "Not much. You're the first one here, so I guess that means you get first choice on what we're doing tonight."

         "How about-,"

         "Except going to see some artistic, 'classic' movie that no one's ever heard of but you," she added.

         "Hey, now, that's not the only thing I like to do," he protested.

         "Well, unfortunately for you, I just saw Pacey and Joey pull up, so I'm now going to take their suggestions. Coming with me?" Dawson paused for a minute.

         "You're still not okay with it, are you?" Jen said, penetrating accurately into Dawson's reflex.

         "What? No, of course I'm okay with it. Why wouldn't I be?" he retorted.

         "Okay, whatever. Why don't you go in the kitchen and talk to Grams while I go get the door." She walked up to the door and interrupted the last minute make-out session that Joey and Pacey were having.

         "Well, now I know why it was taking you two so long to answer the door," Jen said sarcastically.

         "Sorry, Jen," said Joey. "We're coming in now."

         "Hey, speak for yourself. I'm not sorry…" Pacey drifted off as Joey gave him a Look and pulled him into the house behind her.

         "Hey, Dawson, Grams," Joey said, walking into the kitchen.

         Ding-dong! Jen heard the doorbell ring once more. "That must be Jack," she said pointlessly.

         "Hey," Jack said.

         "Hey yourself," Jen replied. "Do you wanna come in?"

         "Actually, I need everyone to come out here for a minute.  I have a surprise." Jen looked puzzled, but called everyone into the front of the house.

         "What's up, Jack?" asked Joey. He grinned widely and pulled the door open farther.

         "Andie!" they all screamed, and each gave her a big hug in turn. Last was Pacey.

         "What's up, McPhee? Haven't seen you in a while."

         "Nope. But then, I haven't had much time to think about you what with all the wild and crazy stuff that's been going on in Venice…"

         "Oh, thanks. I missed you too," Pacey replied sarcastically.

         "Well, since Andie's here, and we all need to catch up, how about we just go to dinner and then walk around for awhile," said Jen.

         "That sounds good to me," said Dawson.

         They all walked downtown together, talking and laughing, and catching up on everything that had happened in the past few months. Andie was happy to learn that Jack and Jen were back to being their usual best friends. Dawson, Joey, and Pacey seemed to be doing okay, but Andie could sense that it was best not to push the issue. Just then, Jen remembered something.

         "Hey, Jack, where's Tobey at tonight?" she asked.

         "Oh, the mysterious Tobey I've been hearing about. What is going on with you two, anyway?" said Andie.

         "He's out of town for the weekend," Jack said, purposefully avoiding Andie's question.

         "They go out. They just won't admit it yet," put in Joey.

         "Oh, thanks. I'm so glad you know my life better than I do," teased Jack.

         "You're welcome. It's not a problem," she smiled, and they all laughed. Yet Jen still wondered, as did everyone but Jack, what the real reason was that Andie was back.