They were giving in to fast. Joey was coming dangerously close to letting Dawson back in. Back into her heart. A place she swore she'd never let him in again. But when he had kissed her. She felt something that she had only felt with him. It was powerful and right and beautiful coursing through her veins intoxicating her like a drug. Joey sighed heavily anxiety and uncertainty flooding her weary mind. She was sitting on the dock overlooking the creek.

When she had left Dawson's house she'd been running on autopilot and somehow found herself sitting on the edge of the dock feet dangling over the murky black water. Joey wore a jean jacket a couple of sizes too big, her soft brown hair fluttering wildly in the breeze. The air was warm and fell around her pleasantly. The stars shone luminously burning almost overly bright against the pitch blackness of the sky above.

What was she doing? Was she seriously giving Dawson and her's relationship another chance? Could she do that again? The pain of there past attempts had been more then she could bear. It was all so fresh. Can you say masochistic she thought bitterly. Joey sighed laying herself against the dock, her mind racing with the events of the night. Am I tricking myself into something that will just cause me more pain?

Just trust him, god trust yourself. You know your meant to be just suck it up and take the leap. Give it. Give him the chance you both deserve. The voice in the back of her mind said. But taking the leap. Letting him in. She wasn't sure she could hand him her heart and pray that he wouldn't break it again. She'd done that many times before. Maybe to many to ever really trust. To ever just go on blind faith and gut instinct again.

She closed her eyes willing it all to just be easier. For them, just this once, be an easy answer. Harsh mirthless laughter rose in her throat, for she knew that it would never be that simple. That things with Dawson no matter her decision, would never be easy. Their was just too much, pain, too many fears, too much passion for things to ever be simple. And sometimes that's okay. Joey knew deep down that what they shared was rare, something worth working for, something worth fighting for. That through all her tears and scars she knew that she would never love someone else as much as she loved Dawson Leery.

But will that be enough? Will we? Can we even, overcome all the baggage and start fresh? Is that even an option anymore? Trust was something she had never handed out easily she'd been hurt too much between the scars of her mothers death, and her fathers imprisonment, and the emotional tug of war with Dawson she rarely trusted those around her. Always wary and afraid of being hurt again. But here she was contemplating giving it, giving him, another shot. Joey slowing brought her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her knees feeling helpless.

She bit her lip wondering if it was just time to walk away. Away from all the pain and the tears, the uncertainty and fear. Turning tail and run seemed to be the easiest and safest option for her. The one that entailed less hurt, less tears, less heartache. But Joey still could not shake that nagging feeling that though it seemed safer it didn't mean that it was necessarily the better path to take. Did it? The inner turmoil that raged inside her threatened to escape. She swallowed violently forcing herself to remain in control. At least a little.

Feeling as though if she kept her emotions in control she could have some control on the developing situation between her and Dawson. Even though she knew that she was once again powerless to stop what happened when he smiled at her, when he touched her, or when he kissed her. It was like riding on a river, unrelenting, constant, and fast-moving. Joey sighed painfully knowing that whatever transpired tomorrow would change, would define the course of there relationship. Possibly forever.

A/N

I know there wasn't a lot of action in this chapter but Joey needed to think and it seemed to important to leave you guys out of it. And I've learned from some of my previous ff that I'm really into the introverted thought processes I like to figure out how people think. Okay guys I have to know what you think about this chapter I can't get better if you don't help. Alright please review!