A/N: This is my first attempt at a Dawson's story, so we'll see how it goes! Enjoy and review so I know what you think!

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Chapter One

"Pacey Witter, I'm telling you one more time: hang up the phone and get your ass down here!" Joey Potter screamed from the first floor of her Greenwich Village apartment. "We're going to miss our flight!" She tapped her foot impatiently, as Pacey hurried down the spiral staircase and into the front hallway.

"Would you relax Jo?" He pleaded, grabbing the two suitcases waiting by the door. "We're right on time, ok, we won't miss the flight."

"I just don't understand why you've been on the phone all morning." Joey remarked, annoyed, as they headed outside to hail a cab. "We're only going to be gone for three days. I think that Devon is perfectly capable of running the restaurant without you calling him every second to check up."

"My darling Joey, you are an extremely intelligent woman," Pacey started, as he opened the cab door for her, "but you haven't the slightest idea of what it takes to run a restaurant. It's a very complicated process. There's the food of course, but a good restaurant depends on so much more than the menu. There's atmosphere and..."

Joey rolled her eyes as Pacey's diatribe was interrupted by the shrill ring of his cell phone.

"Devon? Talk to me." He greeted. "No, no, no! That's all wrong, you can't..."

The conversation ended abruptly as Joey snatched the phone and snapped it shut. "I am going to keep this." She explained, putting Pacey's lifeline into her Coach purse. "You are going to go the next three days without calling Devon, or anyone in New York for that matter."

"But Jo, I've gotta..." he protested.

"Not buts." She replied sternly. "We're both going to forget about work and enjoy your brother's wedding. Deal?"

"Deal." Pacey agreed, somewhat reluctantly. "But if my restaurant ends up closing because something goes horribly wrong, I hope you're prepared to face the consequences."

"And what would those be?" Joey inquired, her eyebrow raised.

"Well, you'll obviously become the breadwinner, and you'll have to support me for the rest of our lives together." Pacey replied, smugly.

"Oh, like it'd be the first time." Joey retorted, referring to their first year together in New York, before Pacey became a success story. Again.

"Ha ha ha, very funny." Pacey replied. "I just hope you can sleep at night."

"Actually, I can't." Joey remarked. "You see there's always this big hairy thing in my bed. It snores, and..."

Pacey's face broke into a smile, and he and Joey started laughing. It was good to see her mood improve, especially after all that they had been through in the past few months. "Some things never change, huh Potter?" he smiled as he put his arm around her shoulder. She leaned into him.

"I think this is going to be a good trip, Pace." She sighed. "We haven't been home in so long."

Pacey gave a slight chuckle.

"What?" Joey asked defensively pulling back and looking up at him.

"Nothing." Pacey replied. "It's just that I haven't heard you refer to Capeside as home since, well, ever."

"I guess I've just been thinking about it since....well, lately. Joey remarked. "I dunno, I just miss it sometimes. Bessie's there, and Jack, and..."

"Dawson." Pacey finished her thought. "I know. I'm looking forward to seeing our big time director friend too."

"It'll be nice to see everyone." Joey remarked, closing the topic. She found her spot back in Pacey's arm and leaned her head on his chest as they drove away from New York.

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