Joey stare at the wall as Pacey and her were in their bed. She hated this, she hated feeling scared over some dumb horror movie. She didn't want to watch it Pacey did. Now as a twenty-six year old she was scared beside her husband.

She looked over and watched Pacey sleep. His long eyelashes fluttering as he slept. Joey rubbed her fingers through his hair and kissed her forehead.

"Mhmm." Pacey whispered as she kissed his lips. "I love waking up to this. What was that for?" He said as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend and looked at her face. She still had that small scared look she had earlier.

"You aren't scared are you?"

"No..." Joey said as she snuggled into him.

"You are too. Don't worry, Potter. I will protect you."

"I loathe you." Joey said with a glared.

"Sure you do, sweetheart." He said as their lips meet.