Note: This chapter is based on hurricane. From the title we can all guess what is going to happen. Now, I'm trying to make these loosely based because I always like to add my own stuff. Remember, Mrs. Potter is still alive and her name is lily. When I say lily I'm referring to her. The chapter goes between characters. All of the things aren't happening at the same time. I have how long into the hurricane it is. Don't worry, it's not confusing. Enough with my chit chat... let's get to the story.

Joey Potter sat in her covered front porch watching the water. There were dark and light clouds hovering above. She watched the rain drops splash in the water. Joey heard a soft clicking noise as her mother walked across the porch and sat next to her.

"Hey there Joey girl."

"Hey mom."

Lily studied her daughter's face. "What's wrong?"

Joey sighed, "Oh, nothing."

"You having problems with Pacey?"

"No, I'm really happy with him. It's perfect."

"But..."

Joey looked at her mother and bit her lip. "But, I miss Dawson. I know I shouldn't feel this way because I have Pacey but still..."

Lily placed her hand on Joey's knee and smiled. "It's okay to miss Dawson. He's your best friend. It's normal to want to ditch your boyfriend sometimes and spend some time with your other friends. Everyone feels that way eventually."

Joey frowned at her mother. "See, that's the thing mom, I don't want to ditch Pacey. I always look forward to the next time I get to see those blue eyes of his and I never want to give any of that time up. My day gets nicer when I see him. Then I see Dawson and I get kind of sad. It has been almost two weeks since I've even talked to him. I haven't been to the last three movie nights because I was doing something else. I feel bad."

"I don't know what else to tell you Joey but that maybe you need to give up some Pacey time and give it to Dawson. I'm sure he misses you too."

Joey nodded her head. "you're right mom. I need to spend some time with Dawson. I'll tell Pacey when he calls that I'm going to change plans and spend tomorrow with Dawson. I'm sure he'll understand."

"I'm sure he will. Speaking of Pacey, where is he today? He's usually here on Saturdays."

"Pacey's out with Doug closing down the beaches before the storm comes in. He said he will call me as soon as he gets home."

"It's about time they spend some time together. They are such sweet boys." Lily smiled.

Joey rolled her eyes. "If you like them so much mom, then why don't you date them?"

Lily put her arm around Joey and talked into her ear. "If I was younger I would, but it seems that the young one is enthralled with my daughter."

Joey turned red. "Yeah," was all she could say.

Lily patted her daughter's knee before standing up. "I'm going to get ready to go to the Leery's house and I suggest you do the same."

Joey nodded to her mother before looking back to the water. The wind started to pick up and the leaves fumbled around. She sighed thinking about her situation. "Well," she thought, "at least I'm going to spend time with Dawson now, even though it's because of a storm." Joey rubbed her face before getting up and heading inside.

Pacey dug another stick into the wet sand. Every time he did that they got harder to push in. a crab walked across the sand ripping a small hole in his pant leg.

"Great," he thought, "These are my good jeans and now there's a hole in them."

Pacey stomped to his brother who was putting up another part of the fence. Pacey stood right in front of him. Doug looked up for a second and rolled his eyes before going back to work.

"I don't believe we are finished yet baby brother," Doug said not looking up.

"Sorry, Deputy Doug," Pacey said with sarcasm, "but why exactly did you drag me out here to get wet?"

Doug finished his part so he picked up another orange plastic fence. "I can't do this by myself now can I Pacey."

"Why didn't you get one of your homophobic friends to help you?"

Doug ignored the comment. "Are you done?"

"Yes Dougie I'm done."

"That's a good Pacey."

"Shut up."

Doug stopped working and looked at his brother. "Why are you cranky?"

"You know how being cold and wet with a wind blowing in ALWAYS puts me in a good mood."

"Do you see that small gap in the fence over there?" Doug said pointing, "Go fix it."

Pacey clenched his fists and picked up supplies. "You know Doug, if I get phenomena and die, Dad will be on your ass for a day."

Doug got close to his brother. "And so you know Pacey, Dad is the one who said I should take you."

"Well there goes my dream of having dear old dad mourn my death for a day. Now excuse me while I go and get sick for you." Pacey walked over to the gap.

Dawson walked around his room. Every once in a while he would take a glimpse at his clock. So many things were floating in the blonde's head. Dawson was excited and happy and eager to see her. He couldn't wait to lie with and talk to her. Dawson couldn't wait to see her beautiful hair caress her smooth cheek. Strangely, this girl wasn't Jen. Dawson actually dreaded his girlfriend coming back tomorrow. She would want to kiss and talk about their weekend. That was not what Dawson wanted. He needed to breathe from his girlfriend once in a while. The Potters would be coming to wait out the storm at his house. That means Joey.

Joey.

How Dawson missed her. Sure, Jen was fun to watch movies with but, she wasn't Joey. Joey would always have something to say about the movie. Jen always thought it was good. There was no mystery to what Jen was thinking about a movie, either it was good or it sucked. She never said why though. Dawson missed that. He missed Joey's conversations. The way she would throw some attitude in it or a joke. Joey was never good with serious subjects; she seemed to avoid those topics. Dawson really needed to stop being so serious all the time.

Dawson heard his door creak. He turned his head to see who opened it.

"Hey."

What a simple word but yet how much impact it had in it. There she stood, with her crooked smile, looking at him. Dawson felt his cheeks crunch up to reveal a smile. He walked over to her and just took in her presence.

"Hi," was all he said.

Joey squirmed in the awkwardness of the moment. She never thought she would feel weird around Dawson: especially when she had a boyfriend. Joey tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"So, how've you been?"

Dawson sat on his bed. "I've...been good. I've missed you Joey."

Joey smiled and sat next to Dawson and gave him a hug. "I've missed you too. I'm sorry I haven't been spending time with you."

"You don't have to apologize. The phone works both ways."

There was an eerie feeling in the room. Joey bit her lip. "So how are things with Jen? Cliff and his football haven't been seen for a while?"

Dawson laughed. "No, she would rather watch E.T. than count the stitches on a football."

"Really? See, I would love to know how many stitches the sweatshop worker down in Taiwan puts on those things."

"Why don't you just pick one up and count them?"

"Are you serious? Dawson you know to count the stitches I would actually have to come in contact with a foot ball. That is something I am just not willing to do."

"You know subconsciously you want to pick up a football and throw it."

"Yes Dawson that is my secret pleasure: throwing a football. I just want to pick that ugly thing up and throw it far so the cheerleaders will crow and you can stare at them."

Dawson shook his head. "I'm going to quote a wise...well a guy who knew what he was talking about. Cheerleaders want to be stared at. If they didn't then they wouldn't wear tiny skirts and jump around provocatively."

"And who exactly said that?"

"No one other than your boyfriend Pacey."

Joey rolled her eyes. "Of course Pacey would say something like that. If that boy was not talking about girls then he would be talking about food."

"So you finally figured out the complex mind of the male."

"Yes I have and let me tell ya, it's not complex."

"Whatever. Enough with the insults because we should get downstairs before the storm really hits."

"You're no fun," Joey said sticking out her tongue and following Dawson downstairs.

Pacey put the rest of his things in the backseat of Doug's truck before sitting in the front. "All done brother. I hope you don't mind that I didn't wring out my clothes before I came into your new truck. I thought it would be a nice thank you for taking me today. So how long will it be before we get home?"

"We're not going home just yet," Doug said starting the car.

Pacey shook his head and smiled. "Dougie, if I told you once then I've told you a million times, I will not go to a gay bar with you."

"Ha ha, very funny Pacey. Actually, do you see that house over there?" Doug said looking out his front window.

"Yeah so?"

"That's where we're going. The lady who just bought the house needs to have her windows boarded up," Doug said driving away.

"And why exactly are we helping? Isn't that the fireman's job besides saving fluffy from the tree?"

"Not today. Our father wants us to make sure her house is safe."

Pacey nodded his head. "Let me guess, Tamara Jacobs lives there right?" Pacey said coldly.

"You are right and I don't want to know how you know that information. I haven't seen her since our last date two years ago. I would really like to know what she has been doing."

"Or who," Pacey said under his breath.

Doug saw his brother all scrunched up against the window. "Don't freight baby brother, this will only take a second then you can get back to your so called life."

"Hey," Pacey got louder, "I do have a life. Sure Its not the best but it's perfect for me. The few friends I have are the best anyone can ask for and my girlfriend is amazing. She really is fantastic. This better take no more than 15 because I want to see Joey sometime today before dad gets on my case."

Doug parked the car in the driveway. Tamara was standing in front of her house holding her hat with one hand and waving with the other. Doug waved back before turning to Pacey.

"Listen, I want you to drop the attitude before we get out of this car. You better be on your best behavior."

Pacey opened the door. "As long as I'm out of here soon then I'll be fine," Pacey said before slamming the door.

Doug got out of his car and walked next to Pacey up to the house. "Hello Tamara," Doug said.

"Hello Doug. You look great," she said giving him a hug.

"You look good yourself," Doug smiled then noticed Pacey wringing out his shirt, "I hope you remember my younger brother Pacey."

"Of course. How could I forget a student of mine? I haven't seen you since that day when I rented a movie. How have you been?" Tamara smiled at him.

Pacey looked up from his shirt and looked at Tamara. "I've been fine Ms. Jacobs."

Tamara and Doug started laughing. "O Pacey, you don't have to call me Ms. Jacobs. Please call me Tamara."

Pacey licked his lips. "I'd rather not."

Tamara gave Doug a questioning glance before looking back to Pacey. "So how is Josephine? Does she still work there? Do you still talk to her?"

"She's good. Yeah, she still works at the movie bin and I'm actually dating her right now."

"That is great. It is nice to see that two of my brightest students joined to make a great team."

Doug cleared his throat. "Um, do you have wood, a hammer and nails Tamara?"

Tamara got off of her porch. "O yes, everything you need is in the garage in the back. Thank you for coming out and helping me."

"It's no problem at all. It's a pleasure to help such a beautiful woman."

Doug tipped up his hat before walking with Pacey to the back. "You were trying to put the moves on Ms. Jacobs," Pacey said as they reached the garage.

"So was I good?"

"I wouldn't really use good but if you acted like that with all the people you tried to pick up, you would get a boyfriend in no time."

Doug rolled his eyes before walking into the garage with a laughing Pacey.

Lily, Mitch and Bodie sat on the couch watching the news. Bessie lay on the couch caressing her stomach. Joey sat on a small couch with Dawson. She really missed talking to him. Two weeks was too long to be apart. Dawson had a part of her heart and she needs that part no matter what. Still, despite the fun she was having with him, her mind kept wondering back to Pacey. Joey couldn't help but feel scared for him. The wind was really strong now. Mitch Leery said that one of his shutters blew off already. Joey looked at the screen. An anchorman got on.

"This is a special alert. I'm Dan Danto. I just got word that a small hurricane, I repeat, a small hurricane, has come across the radar of channel 5's weather watch. The hurricane, dubbed hurricane mermaid, will have its core hit Capeside within the next hour. Take shelter away from glass and in a high place. Boarding up windows is a suggestion. Wa..."

The electricity went out.

Pacey walked under the porch. He was drenched from head to toe. Pacey walked under the porch to the front door, with hammer in hand, where he saw Doug talking on his walkie talkie.

"What the fuck Doug?" Pacey said approaching his brother.

"What now Pacey?" Doug said not paying attention.

"I had to do the last three big windows by myself because you are no where to be found. Where did you go?"

"I got a message."

Pacey gripped his hammer tight. It took a lot in him to not take a swing at his brother. "You know what? I don't care. The windows are all boarded up and the house is fine. Can we go now?"

Doug turned towards his brother. "No can do little brother. I just got word that hurricane mermaid's core is going to hit Capeside at any minute and being by the beach, there isn't enough time to get home before it hits. We have to stay here until it calms down again."

Joey's eyes got wide. She stood up. "D...did he just say there's a hurricane?"

Lily stood up and put her hands on Joey's shoulders. "Yes they did baby but he also said it was small so there's no reason to worry."

Joey moved away from her mother. "Yes there is! Pacey's out there on the beach with Doug! O my god! What if Pacey gets hurt? What if the hurricane drags him into the water and he drowns?"

Dawson sat Joey back down. He soothed his friend. "I'm sure he's fine Joey. I bet Pacey's even back from the beach now."

"He can't be Dawson because he said he would call me once he got in. Pacey knows that I always come over here in bad weather so he would have called here. He's still out there! What do I do? What do I do? I don't know what to do. Pacey could be out there right now hurt while I'm in here. I...I need to find him." Joey tried to get up but Dawson stopped her.

"You are not going anywhere Joey. Pacey will be fine so you need to calm down. We can call around and find out where Pacey is. Catch your breath and I'll call his house."

Dawson got up and walked into the kitchen. Joey took in a few deep breaths and started to calm down. Dawson had already dialed his number when he walked back into the room.

"Is he there?" Joey asked.

Dawson put up a finger. "Hello." "Is this Mrs. Witter?" "Hello Maim, is Pacey there?" "O. when did you last see him?" "Did Doug try to call you?" "Okay, can you have Pacey call my house once he gets in?" "Thank you. Goodbye." Dawson hung up the phone.

"Was he there?" Joey asked on the edge of her seat.

"No, but there are other places he can be. My dad is calling the police station to see if they heard from Doug. I'll call Doug's cell phone too."

Mitch walked in holding his cell phone. Joey and Dawson looked at him. Mitch shook his head. "They said that all they get from his transmitter is static. The last time they talked to Doug was to tell him that the hurricane was going to hit big. That was about an hour ago. Pacey and Doug were still at the beach then."

Joey held her head and sat back. A tear crept down her face.

Dawson took a deep breath. "It's okay Joey. I'll call Doug's cell now." Dawson put in the number and put it up to his ear. A few seconds he slowly brought down the phone and turned it off.

"What's wrong Dawson?" Joey asked anxiously.

Dawson tilted his head towards Joey. "It said that the phone is out of order. His phone must have gotten messed up or something."

There was no way to get in contact with Pacey.

Pacey walked out of Tamara's bathroom and into the living room. He had a towel around his shoulders. There was no electricity or phone. Pacey sat down next to Doug on the floor who was still playing go fish with her.

"Thanks for the towel," Pacey said with a slight smile.

"It was no problem. I will always give my two favorite house savers towels."

"You like all of the Witter men," Pacey said low.

"Excuse me?" Tamara asked.

Pacey shook his head. "Nothing, I was just thinking out loud."

"Do you want to play Pacey?" Doug asked.

"No thanks. I would like to call my girlfriend to make sure she's okay but that's not an option."

"If someone would have wrung off their pants then my cell phone wouldn't have gotten wet and it would still be working."

"I just want to go."

"Why? What is wrong now?"

"Everything! I can't call Joey, I'm soaked, I've been playing games for the past three hours and I'm stuck here!"

Doug stood up. "You apologize to Tamara now!"

"No! I don't want to be here, especially with her. Why don't you ask TAMARA what she has been doing for the last two years?"

Tamara's mouth fell open and she looked at Pacey.

Pacey started to chuckle. "What? Cat's got your tongue? It sure wasn't held back when you were kissing my father! Why don't you be half of a lady, not a complete whore and tell Doug about the two year affair you're having with our dad?"

Doug looked at Tamara. "Is this true?"

Tamara put down her head and started crying. Pacey got louder.

"Don't you dare cry! You have no right to cry. It's my mother who should be crying. That wonderful woman is happy at home because she doesn't know that her asshole of a husband is cheating on her with a skank. How can you sleep at night knowing that you just screwed a married man? Better yet, how can you after you screwed a married man AFTER you had sex with his son? Was your life dream to become a slut? Because that's what you are. I thought you were just drunk when you spread your legs for my brother on the first date but after I found out about you and my dad I knew you were just an easy lay. I hope you realize that you are just an easy lay. There is no emotions, no love, every time you screw some guy. You will never be anything more than a whore who breaks up a family! I want you to tell my shit head of a father that I told Doug because then he will beat me and I won't care. I hope that you at least have some morals and tell my mother about what you've been doing with my father. Now do you see why I hate this place and her Doug?"

Doug put his hand on Pacey's shoulder. "That's enough Pacey."

"I'm not done! I want this...this revolving door to know what she's doing. I hate my father because of her. If he would die I wouldn't come to see him. He is a horrible man and you know what? She deserves him. Did you hear that Ms. Jacobs? You deserve a jackass as your lover. You can never get anything better than that!"

Doug pushed his brother to the door. "I told you enough Pacey! Go to the car now! It's clear enough so I can take you back."

Pacey clenched his fists before walking to the car, slamming the front door behind him. Doug picked up his hat and put it on. Before he fully turned around he looked back at Tamara.

"I'm sorry about how Pacey acted. He has a right too though. G'bye."

Tamara grabbed Doug's arm. "Doug wait!"

Doug didn't look at her. "I don't want to hear any more Tamara."

"Doug, I'm pregnant."

Joey bit her lip till it was almost bleeding. Three hours have passed and the hurricane is just starting to die down. Still no word from Pacey. Joey sat in the wooden rocking chair rocking back and forth not blinking. All of these possibilities passed though her mind. Pacey could be dead or hurt or fine, but Joey wouldn't find out until hurricane mermaid leaves. She felt a hot tear run down her face.

"Hey Joey."

Joey turned her head to the person who said her name. It was only Dawson. He took a seat in the chair next to her. Joey lifted up her shoulders and stopped rocking.

"The electricity came back on," she said in an almost whisper.

"That's good."

"The news was still on."

"All this time?"

"Umm hmm. They...they said that a lot of the beach is underwater now. It flooded." Joey looked at Dawson and couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

Dawson patted the cushion next to him "Come here," he said. Joey rose from the rocking chair and sat next to him. He wrapped his arms around Joey and held her tight. Her tears fell freely and didn't stop. Dawson tried to soothe her but he knew it wouldn't help much.

Doug slowly opened his door to the truck and got in. He turned it on and waited for it to warm up.

"Pacey," Doug started.

"I don't want to talk about it," Pacey said looking out the window.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier about dad and her?"

"Why, so you could yell at me for lying? No thanks."

"How long have you known?"

"Since last year. She was still my teacher and I went to ask a question so when I opened her door, they were kissing. Dad said he would beat me if I told anyone so I kept it to myself until I was walking Joey home and we saw them. She's the only other one who knows."

"I'm sorry you couldn't tell anyone."

"So am I. When Joey found out I lost some of the tension because it wasn't eating at me so much. I can't believe Tamara slept with both of you."

"I know it hurts Pacey, but you shouldn't have been so mean. Tamara has problems but you shouldn't scream at her like that."

"I couldn't control myself Doug! Every time I see her I get angry so I try and avoid her. I know I went over the top but I needed to vent. It really helped," Pacey said with a smile.

Doug smiled back to his brother. "Yeah, I bet it helped. Where do you want me to drop you off?"

"At Dawson's house. Joey is probably still there."

Doug nodded. He opened his CD holder and picked up a CD. Doug put it in the player. Fleetwood Mac started playing. Pacey hit his head against the window.

"Doug, why are we listening to them?"

"Hey, she has an awesome voice. You should try and FEEL the music once in a while."

"I don't want to FEEL anything you closet case cops have to offer okay."

Doug rolled his eyes. "I'm not gay!" he said before driving away.

The wind died down and the rain came to halt. Once again, the small coastal town was calm. A small breeze still blew but there was nothing falling from the sky. The dark clouds moved on leaving a soft blue color in the air. Joey was the last one out of the Leery house. Slowly, she walked across the porch into the brightness. There were puddles scattered along the ground and a broken shutter lay in the mud. Joey bit her lip as she walked down the two steps to Dawson. He really helped her when she went crazy and she felt like she didn't have to hold back. Joey still felt bad that their time together was spent like that.

"Hey Dawson," Joey said reaching him.

"Hey Joey, how are you feeling?" Dawson said with a smile.

"I'm okay. Thanks for helping me though that."

"It's okay Joey; I'm always here for you."

Joey put one of her hands in her pocket. "I'm really sorry that I went crazy like that. It wasn't what I had planned. I'm sorry we couldn't really talk again. I always mess things up."

"Joey please don't worry about it. Any person would be worried if their boyfriend was out in a hurricane. Don't worry about Pacey either. He is going to be fine."

"I know. It was just a lot of tension so I broke down. I'm going to call him when I get home."

There was the weird silence again. Joey looked at anything other than Dawson. Dawson smiled.

"So," he said, "do I at least get a hug?"

Joey gave her crooked smile. "Of course. You never need to ask."

They wrapped their arms around each other tightly. They knew everything between them would be alright.

Doug stopped the car in front of Dawson's house. Pacey got out and saw them hugging.

"D man, are you trying to put the moves on my girlfriend?" he said playfully.

Joey quickly let Dawson go. She turned towards Pacey and smiled wide. "Pacey you're okay!" was all she said before she ran to him and leaped on him. Joey pushed Pacey against the truck and started kissing him.

"Joey...Joey...Joey! Don't you need to breathe?" Pacey said trying to slow his girlfriend down.

Joey took a step back from him and turned red. "I'm sorry Pace I'm just glad to see you."

Pacey put his arm around Joey and kissed her lightly. "I'm glad to see you too. I'm happy you're okay."

Joey's mouth got scrunched up and she hit Pacey in the arm hard.

"Ow! What was that for?" he asked.

"I'm not okay! I had a major meltdown in there because you didn't call me to tell me you were fine. Why didn't you call?"

"Doug's cell got wet and Tamara's Phone didn't work. I would have called you if I had an opportunity I swear."

"Why were you by Ms. Jacobs' house?"

Pacey kissed Joey's forehead. "It's a long story Jo. I'll tell you when I walk you home."

Joey nodded and gave him a quick kiss. Joey and Pacey said goodbye to Dawson before walking in each other's arms to Joey's home.

Dawson watched as a part of his heart walked in the arms of another man.