A Czecheslovakian In Capeside

Chapter One:

Incident at the Ice House

Summary: What would have happened if the 1947crash had happened in Capeside instead of Roswell? The aliens grew up in Capeside, Massecheusets and when Joey Potter is shot at the Ice House, things change dramatically for the aliens...

Author Note: This is not like Roswell! With Joey, Dawson, Pacey and Jen added to the mix, things will definetley turn out differently for the aliens. Tess never left with Nasedo when the ship crashed and is not evil, instead the aliens all live together under Nasedo's care. This is very different and there are a lot more surprises in store! Please r&r as this is my first roswell/dc crossover. This is just a short taster fic I haven't really decided how far to take it, so if you want to read more, tell me! Hope you like it!

Note: May have bad language and adult material! Beware!

It was after one in the morning before Pacey Witter returned home. Just as he stepped in the door, his cellphone rang. He quickly grabbed it out of his pocket, so as not to wake his brother, Doug or even worse, his father.

"Hey, baby." A voice said on the ohter end of the line as he answered.

"Hi." He replied, feeling butterflies in his stomach at the sweet sound of her voice.

"Pacey, I ... I never told you earlier; but you're right, I do love you."

"Isabel ... I never wanted to be right. I just wanted to know. I wanted to hear you say it."

"Good. So, we are going to Drue Valentine's party tomorrow night ... together?"

"You don't have to ask me twice." He laughed as she said goodnight and hung up.

Isabel Evans loved Pacey Witter. It was official. He had suspected, maybe even known it for a long time, but to actually hear her say the words ... it felt amazing.

Pacey knew everything there was to know about Isabel. They had been best friends ever sicne he could remember and he loved it like that. Nothing about her could possibly shock Pacey; everything was out in the open and that was what made her special. Isabel had always been honest with him, no matter what and that was a part of the reason he loved her so much. She was wamr and loving and so unbelievably kind. She never had a bad word to say about anyone and to Pacey she was just perfect. She made him feel like he was worth so much more. She enticed him to be the best person he possibly could be. He was an A - grade student, he was popular and a very respected athlete at Capeside High. His life was great and he jsut felt that he owed it all to Isabel.

"Shh." Michael Guerin whispered, leaning in close to his girlfriend, Joey Potter. She tried not to giggle as he started kissing her neck, his hands sliding further down her body.

"Michael." She moaned as he started kissing her on the lips.

"Joey, are you watching t.v in there?" Bessie asked from behind the door. Without waiting for an answer, the door swung open.

"No! Get out of my friggin' room!" She yelled urgently, trying to push the door shut, whilst edging Michael out of the bed at the same time.

"Joey!" Bessie shouted as she saw Michael scrambling up from behind the bed in just his boxers.

"Okay." Michael said, keeping calm. "So, we will talk about that tomorrow, Ms Potter." He grinned, the rest of his clothes from the floor around him and heading for the window.

"No, you don't, Michael." Bessie warned him. "Go downstairs. It's 3.00am, you can sleep on the settee tonight."

He headed downstairs, thanking her, to which, he just received a dirty look.

"Why do you think you can just walk into my room like that? I am sick and tired of you doing that sorta thing. Just leave me alone in future!"

"You are sixteen years old, Jo! I will not condone you to have sex with boys underneath this roof! We discussed this when you got out of juvie. The agreeent was that either you shape up your ideas or you go to stay with aunt Meg in Detroit. Michael Guerin is no good for you and you are not seeing him again except from at school, do you hear me? Things go my way from now on." he leaned over to give Joey a kiss on the head, but her sister pushed her away.

"They always do go your way, Bess. They always do."

Bessie left as Joey lay back down, thinking about her past. She wasn't that bad, was she? She just liked to have fun and she loved Michael, so where was the harm in it?

It had been seven months since she had gotten released from Capeside Juvenile Hall for Deliquent Teens. On the outside, it had seemed like a strong facility that would serve her needs well and maybe even straighten her out, but when she got there she realized just how wrong she was. She was serving a year for Grievious Bodily Harm (GBH) and theft, but when she came out, she was even worse off; she had got herself involved in doing drugs and ended up spending two months in a rehabilitation centre, receiving treatment for her addiction and therapy for her recreational self-harm. She did want to be good. She tried to be good, but somehow it always just felt that bit easier to be the useless piece of crap that everybody expected of her.

Michael had been arrested with her when they had robbed Greene's Grocery Store in Capeside town and although she had written to him everyday, he had answered only three of her letters. Maybe that was what drew her to taking drugs, but she didn't know. She didn't want to think about it; it brought back too many painful memories to remember the past. She wanted to change, but always just found that little bit of good in her was farther away than she thought.

"Hey, are you coming to the Ice House?" Max asked Michael the next afternoon after he had regained some energy. "I'm meeting Jen, Dawson and Andie in an hour."

"Yeah, right, Max. Like I want to do that." Michael snapped sleepily at his older brother.

"Well, Andie told me that Joey's working today and Bessie's out of town." Max informed him.

"Okay, I'll go get a shower." Michael smirked and patted Max on the back.

Max sat at the table, thinking about the new girl, Jen Lindley who had just moved to Capeside. She had been shipped out of New York because she was caught having sex in her parent's bed. Max couldn't exactly say that he really approved of that, but it wasn't like he was a prude or anything. When he saw her, he immediately thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and although he could tell the his best friend, Dawson Leery fancied her, he just knew that he wanted her. She was the funniest person he had ever met and he just loved spending time with her. He just hoped it could be something more ...

"Hey, sexy." Joey turned to see Michael standing behind her.

"Hi, listen, Bodie is in the kitchen and he's on strict orders to kep an eye on me. Don't let him see you. Sit down, I'll be over in a minute." She squealed in alughter as he slapped her bum before heading towards a seat at the front next to his friends.

She sneaked back towards the counter as Bodie came out to see her.

"Jo, keep an eye on those two guys at the back there." he pointed towards two heavy set men sitting at a table in the back on the Ice House. "They're acting really shifty. If they start causing any trouble, just give me a shout, okay?"

"Sure." She answered, glancing up at the two men who were sitting very close together, looking around them every so often and arguing quite loudly. She shrugged it off and picked up the basket of onion rings for table 8. She headed out towards the back of the small resturant.

"You just have to give me more time. I can - "

The shots rang out and before she realized what was happening, Joey was lying on her back in the middle of the floor.

"Joey!" Michael and Max rushed towards her.

"What ..." her eyes felt heavy as she drifted in and out on consciousness.

"Max, do it!" Michael whispered. "Max, just ..."

She saw everyone crowding around her before everything went dark.

Did you like it? Should I continue? I have a lot of really great ideas! Please r&r!