Pacey didn't remember falling asleep, but he woke up with a crick in his neck. He looked over at his bed, where Joey was still soundly sleeping. She looked so beautiful. He couldn't believe his luck. Maybe they could be together again. He knew better than to get his hopes up though. She claimed to forgive him, but does she really. At this moment, he vowed that, no matter what happened, from here on out, he would never, ever, hurt her again.
Joey stirred slightly before rolling over. She seemed surprised to see him sitting in the chair. She smiled, "Pacey, hi."
"Sleep well Jo?"
"Yes I did, you've got a pretty comfortable bed here Mr. Witter."
"I like to think so."
"Thanks for letting me crash here Pace."
"No problem, Ms. Potter. Oh wait, technically it's still Mrs. Leery, isn't it." Shit, why did I say that?
"Pacey, please don't call me that. I really don't want to be associated with him any more than necessary."
"Sorry Jo, I didn't mean to hit a sore spot."
"It's okay Pacey. But once I'm back in LA, it will officially be over. He's not going to fight this. But, it's going to be hard, it'll be like starting over."
"You'll be fine Jo. You always succeed at everything you set your mind to, and you know it."
By now, Joey was standing before the window, gazing outside, "Not everything," she whispered.
Pacey came up behind her, and more than anything he wanted to put his arms around her. But, he knew that it was too soon for something like that. "What was that Jo?" He had heard what she said. He even had a strong hunch what she was talking about…her past relationship with him.
Joey tensed up, and then relaxed. It felt weird having him so close to her again. She longed for him to touch her…even just a simple hug would be nice. "Nothing, I didn't say a word," she wondered if he'd really heard what she'd whispered.
"Sure, whatever Jo," Pacey knew better. She'd always been a terrible liar.
"Pacey, thanks for letting me stay here. I really appreciate it. But, I hate invading your home."
"I don't consider it an invasion. You're a welcome guest." A desired guest actually, Pacey thought to himself.
"I'm glad that I have you back in my life."
"I am too Jo."
"Pacey, I need to call my lawyer. I need to let her know." Joey was searched through her planner for a number. She flipped open her cell phone and dialed, then waited. "Yes, Ms. Abigail Evans please. Yes, I'll hold." She smiled at Pacey.
Sensing that she might want to be alone, Pacey went into the kitchen to make some lunch.
"Abigail, hi. It's Josephine Leery."
"Josephine, hi. How are you?"
"Great, and yourself?"
"No complaints. To what do I owe the pleasure of your call?"
"I have some great news. I left Dawson this morning."
"You did. I'm glad for you. Where are you now?"
"In Kansas City, the crew's here on one of his casting missions. Actually, that's part of why I'm called now instead of upon my return. I'm staying with a friend."
"No offense, but I didn't know you had any friends in Kansas City."
"Neither did I, until the day before yesterday," Joey smiled, thinking about how lucky and happy she was to have found Pacey. "He's an old friend from home."
"Ah…a male friend," Abigail was curious. "Is he by any chance a former lover?"
"Yes actually. I dated him after breaking up with Dawson, and then he's the reason I ended up back with Dawson."
"Any chance of rekindling the flames?"
"Possibly, but I'm not sure."
"Have fun Josephine. I'll see you when you get back here."
"Thanks Abigail."
"Sure, oh, by the way, how'd Dawson take it?"
"Better than I expected."
"That's good to hear. Bye."
"Bye."
Joey closed her phone and went to find Pacey, knowing he was in the kitchen. "She told me to have fun."
"Sounds like my kind of woman," Pacey grinned.
"Lets go to the park or something."
"Whatever you want."
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