Holding hands was a small thing for Joey and Pacey. But in the middle of the night as Joey laid in bed, cold as ever. It was the biggest thing in her eyes.

She slowly pulls Pacey's hands out of the covers and pulls them into her own. She could see the smile forming on his lips as he slept but she said nothing.

Her hands were freezing, but his hands felt like the warmest thing she felt in hours.