After knowing Joey practically his whole life, Pacey Witter wasn't intimidated by her when she was mad. However, when she is seven months pregnant walking into the room angry at him he knew he should sprint as fast he can.

Pacey should have known better by using his wife's chocolate to make a cake. When she waddled in to see him he knew it was game over.

"Is that...is that my chocolate?!" She whispered as she felt anger rising in herself.

She was upset, the one thing she didn't want him touching in kitchen and there he was making a cake with her chocolate.

"We ran out of chocolate chips and I have a meeting with-" Pacey started to say but when he looked up he saw a pout coming along her lips and her eyes start tear up a bit.

He quickly walked over to her. "I am sorry, I am sorry. I will go buy you some tonight. I promise."

But it was too late, she was crying.

"Joey." He whispered as he pulled her in and rubbed her back. He felt as if that's all he been doing lately was just pulling into hugs and kisses after messing up.

"I'm sorry." He said as he tried not to laugh at how strange this would be if she wasn't pregnant.

Joey said nothing as she buried her face in his chest, still crying.

"Look I have half a bag of chocolate chips left. I will go to the store and buy my own chocolate chips. I should have asked, I'm sorry."

Joey left her head up to reveal her puffy red eyes. "You sure?"

He nodded. She smiled as she raced over to the chocolate chips and started to eat them as if she wasn't crying over it less than two minutes ago. Pacey shook his head. She was still going to be the death of him especially pregnant.