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For Love or Power
Ch. 4
Disclaimer: How many people think 'Promicide' would have happened if we owned this show?
"No Mr. Potter," Dawson slurred into the phone at 12:30 that night, "I already checked by the tree. She wasn't there."
"Are you sure she wasn't there? Because you sound a little drunk there, Dawson," Mr. Potter replied.
"I'm sure she wasn't there," Dawson replied, becoming annoyed. Honestly, what kind of father didn't know where his sixteen year-old daughter was at 12:30 at night?
"What about Jen's?" Mr. Potter asked.
"I already called."
"Then I honestly have no idea where Joey is. Dawson, go drink some coffee, take an aspirin, get some sleep, and I'll have Joey call you in the morning."
"Alright," Dawson sighed, and with that, hung up his phone.
It was weird; Joey was always at the tree at midnight on Saturdays. It was her thing. She didn't like parties, so always refused to go when he or Jen invited her to one. Dawson just sighed and lay back on his bed. Where the hell was Joey?
"Pacey, where the hell are we?" Joey asked from her seated position aboard True Love.
"We're just riding around, Potter. Don't have a damn aneurism or something." Joey rolled her eyes and sighed trying to get more comfortable in her seat. Pacey looked over to her and gave her a small smile. It wasn't a cocky smile… just a smile that made Joey glow. Except was quickly hidden once she remember who he was… and who she was and how they could never be together. It was too impossible to work. An East and a West… how cliché.
Pacey saw Joey shift in her seat and realized this whole wooing thing would be harder than he had planned. He motioned with his head for her to come over.
"Come over here Potter." Joey looked up and saw him again gesture for her to join him. She gave him an incredulous look before slowly sliding over towards him.
"Why?" She narrowed her eyes to slits and examined him carefully. He shrugged her off and grabbed her arms gently.
"Just come over. You'll find out once you get your butt over here." Pacey had a plan to get this girl to woo and it was going to work. He placed Joey so she was between him and the wheel. He softly placed her hands on the wheel and put his hands over. Sending shivers down both their spines. He began to move the wheel in their hands so that now they were both steering.
"So what is the point of this exactly?" Joey being the impatient person she is had to ask. Also the close proximity with the low level of banter was not helping the sexual chemistry a bit. Pacey leaned over so his warm breath was tickling her ear. He slightly nuzzled there affectionately… getting a little too caught up in the moment. He quickly realized that he was getting too into the wooing part so stopped abruptly. When he felt Joey stiffen he returned to his spot by her ear. His breath just lingering there. He sighed and spoke low and huskily.
"Just teaching you something you've never done before." He was about to nibble her ear involuntarily but when he felt her slowly slip away he stopped. She looked at him absolutely furious. He was a bit on the confused side as to what he had said that had made her run away… again…
"Is there a problem Potter?" Pacey questioned her. She looked a little shocked that he didn't know the meaning of her outburst and walked over to him again… carefully… cautiously…
"You know exactly what the problem is Witter. You were trying to get into my pants! I should have known you should never trust a West." She looked on pompously and Pacey felt outraged.
"What! Was that a condescending tone I heard there about me?"
"You said it not me."
"I can't—I can't believe this! Hear I am… trying to… trying to… and you! You're just so ungrateful! And rude and stubborn! And as for trying to get into your pants! I was not trying to get into your pants. You mean too much for me to—" Pacey stopped suddenly catching his words before they spilled from his mouth. He turned to the wheel quickly and felt Joey burning holes through his back.
"I mean too much for you to what Pacey? What! Finish what you were saying!" Joey didn't know why… but for some reason him not wanting to say what he was going to or just not saying it was almost more insulting than having him just say it and she couldn't handle that.
"Nothing Potter. Just sit on your ass and be happy." Pacey mumbled quietly… hoping this whole mess would just be over. If he spent much more time with her he didn't know what would happen. Joey huffed disapprovingly and was about to say more but Pacey turned around and gave her a 'don't mess with me' look.
"Potter just shut your mouth, sit down, and just enjoy the freedom." Pacey turned back around and went back to his sailing duties.
'What freedom?' Joey couldn't help think to herself.
It had been at least ten minutes since any words had been spoken between them before Joey looked up at the sky and began to speak again.
"It looks cloudy." Joey said, still looking up at the vastness of it.
"Potter, it's one in the morning; how the hell can you see clouds?" Pacey asked, rolling his eyes.
"I just can… please tell me you checked a weather report before you dragged me to your stupid boat?" Joey brought her head down from the clouds and eyed Pacey.
"Well, between the knowledge of a drug dealer, the black mail, and the kidnapping, I really didn't have time," Pacey replied with a blank face… then a sly smirk crept its way to the surface.
"You think you're so clever and witty and smart and charming-," Joey started but stopped immediately after the words had rolled off the tongue.
"I never said I was smart, Potter," Pacey cut her off, making Joey smile, but only for a couple of seconds until she put her defenses back up. It was too dangerous to let them down now. Especially under the circumstances.
"Jen… it's Mr. Potter."
"Oh… hi Mr. Potter," Jen replied. "Is there something I can do for you at one in the morning?"
"Is Joey there?" he asked.
"No, she isn't. Have you checked by the tree?" she responded.
"Dawson did, I did… do you know where she might be?"
"I have no clue, in all honesty. I haven't talked to her since Thursday," Jen said. "Is everything OK?"
"Well, it's just that it's storming pretty bad now, and I'm just worried she stuck in the rain somewhere."
"It is raining really hard… do you want me to help you look for her?"
"No… no, I'm sure she'll be home soon. Thanks Jen."
"Anytime Mr. Potter."
"Pacey, this storm is getting really rough!" Joey yelled over the whistling wind that had engulfed them as she helped Pacey secure the boat.
"We'll be fine, Potter, don't be a wuss!" Pacey yelled back.
"This may be some male ego thing, maybe even some stupid West side plot, but whatever it is, just give it up! We should turn back!"
"Potter, my boat is gonna get us through this!"
"Pacey!" Joey screamed as a hug wave began to tip the boat over. "She's gonna capsize!"
"No, she won't!" Pacey answered as he grabbed Joey, making sure she didn't fall into the water.
"I'm scared!"
"Don't be, Potter. I'll protect you… for now."
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