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For Love or Power

Ch. 5

Disclaimer: In our opinion, Pacey's Creek would have worked just as well.

He woke up, walked down the hall, and glanced around his daughter's room. A few things stood out. The window was not opened, the light was still on, and the bed was made. That's when Mr. Potter really lost it. That's when Mr. Potter got really pissed off.

"Lillian!" he called throughout the house. "Lillian!"

"Honey, what is going on? It's early still, why are you yelling?" Lillian Potter asked as she tied her bathrobe on.

"Yeah Dad, what is going on?" Bessie, the Potter's oldest daughter asked.

"Lillian, where the hell is your daughter?" Mike roared. Bessie could see the anger in her father's eyes, and backed back into her room.

"My daughter? Suddenly she's not yours anymore?"

"Where is she?"

"I have no idea where she is! She's probably at Dawson's house!" Lillian yelled back.

"I'm going over there, and I swear to god, if I find her in bed with that boy, I'll kill them both!"

Joey woke up to the bright sunlight. Her head was pounding, and she had to struggle to open her eyes. When she did, she was completely shocked to see her surroundings.

Joey was on a white, sandy beach, the sun was shining, birds were singing, the ocean was rolling away; that's when Joey freaked out. Seeing the ocean reminded her of what had happened the night before: Pacey'd black mailed her into going sailing at 12:30 am, a storm had hit… and that's all Joey could remember.

"Potter!" Joey heard her name being called through the air. "Potter, are you OK… alive?"

"Pacey?" Joey called into the cool morning air.

"There you are!" Pacey exclaimed as he ran over to her. "Are you OK?"

"Am I OK? We are shipwrecked on an island… no one knows we went anywhere, least of all together. I sure as hell am not OK!" Joey yelled, standing up too quickly, and with a pounding head, fell, leaving Pacey to catch her.

"Christ Potter, don't have a baby… just chill out."

"How can you tell me to chill out? What are we supposed to do?"

"First of all, you really need to calm down. All this stress on a young mind can't be good. Then, we're gonna build a signal fire."

"With what?"

"I don't know… all I know is on Lost they built a signal fire."

"No one has been rescued on that show, Pacey! In fact, like, five people have died!"

"Yeah, but one person was born."

"Pacey, we shouldn't be arguing about a television show right now! We need to get out of here!"

"I'm aware! Go get some sticks for a damn fire; I'll go see if the radio still works."

"Fine… you know, people are gonna come looking for me, and when they do, I'm telling everyone that you kidnapped me!"

"And when you do, I'll tell everyone what your dad does in his spare time!"

Joey walked off in a huff down the beach, looking for pieces of driftwood, anything burnable. Pacey watched her as she stomped away.

She's cute when she's mad. He thought to himself before he walked backed down to the boat.

"Dawson Leery, get your hands off my…" Mr. Potter had started yelling as he climbed through Dawson's open window. By the time he'd gotten inside, Dawson had jumped out of his bed and was scrambling to his feet from the floor.

"Mr. Potter, what are you doing?" Dawson exclaimed.

"Where is she?"

"Who? Joey?"

"Of course Joey! Where is she?" Mr. Potter yelled, becoming very confused.

"You said you'd have her call me! I haven't seen her!"

"Dawson, what's going on?" Mitch Leery asked as he walked sleepily into his son's room.

"Mr. Potter was just looking for Joey, dad. Go back to bed, everything is fine."

"Alright…" Mr. Leery yawned, and with that, was back out in the hall from whence he came.

"Mr. Potter, I swear to god that I haven't seen Joey since way before I called you last night. I have no idea where she is, search the house if you want." Mr. Potter looked into Dawson's eyes, and could tell he wasn't lying.

"Alright… I'm sorry, Dawson."

"It's alright Mr. Potter. And I'm sure wherever Joey is, she's fine. Just hiding out for a little bit somewhere or something like that… for attention, you know?"

"Yeah, I'm sure you're right."

"Bye, Mr. Potter," Dawson called as he started the decent back down the latter.

"Yeah… Bye Dawson."

"Pacey!" Joey screamed as she came running down the beach. "Pacey, I swear to god something is out there!"

"Out where?" Pacey asked, amused as Joey came running up with some wood in her arms.

"In that forest over there!" Joey exclaimed, pointing to the woods where the beach and it converged.

"Potter, I'm sure something is out there," Pacey said laughing, and taking the wood from her grasp.

"Something dangerous, dumb ass!"

"Potter, you're paranoid. Like you think some monster or something has been waiting its whole life just for you to crash here so it could it you."

"I heard something!" Joey shrieked, infuriated that Pacey couldn't give a damn if something was out there or not.

"He came in through the window?" Jen asked, laughing as Dawson told her the story of his very confusing morning.

"Yeah, he just barged in, and started yelling to get my hands off his daughter."

"Oh my god… what did your parents say?"

"My dad walked in, but he didn't look like he really cared. I loved how much my parent's love me… But anyways, he was looking for Joey."

"Wait… she didn't go home?" Jen asked.

"No, wait… how did you even know she was missing?" Dawson asked back.

"Mr. Potter called me last night. He said Joey wasn't home, and he'd already checked the tree. I wonder where she is?"

"Come on… it's Joey; she's probably just doing this for attention!" Dawson exclaimed. "I don't know what everyone is getting so worked up over.

"Of course you wouldn't care," Jen muttered under her breath, but Dawson had heard.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I suppose you and Abby Morgan were exchanging English notes last night in that bedroom at Matt Caulfield's party?" Jen asked in an accusing way.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"You don't love Joey! She's just some god damn prize to you! You don't love her, you just want her!"

"Well, I haven't gotten her, yet… have I?"

"Dawson! This relationship you have with her should be about more than sex!" Jen exclaimed.

"Jen, the girls on the East side would give anything for one night with me! Joey doesn't even want me!"

"Joey's never going to have sex with you, Dawson. At least I hope she doesn't, because you really are being an asshole!"

"Oh please, as if your relationship with Henry isn't based on sex!" Dawson yelled. He was glad his parents weren't home, because the way he and Jen were yelling, his closed bedroom door wouldn't do anything to block out this fight.

"But I know Henry isn't in love with me, and I'm not in love with him. We don't have a deep, meaningful relationship, and we both know it! But Joey thinks you guys have a deep, meaningful relationship, and you sure are screwing it up!"

"At least something's getting screwed," Dawson muttered loud enough for Jen to hear him.

"I'll see you later Dawson. I can't be anywhere near you right now. And you better hope Joey's dead somewhere, because when she gets back from wherever she is, I'm telling her everything. I'm going to tell her about every girl you've ever cheated on her with!" And with that, Jen was out of his room in an angry huff.

The day went pretty fast for a couple of shipwrecked teens. Pacey's radio turned out to be completely busted and there was no large piece of wood that could be used as a raft either. They were just going to have to wait. They started up a fire but then ocean winds picked up and no matter how big they tried to make it, it just kept burning out.

So now the night has come and Pacey and Joey are left with nothing… except each other. Joey was just sitting on the beach staring at the ocean… thinking about how big and broad it was. You could never get tired of it. There was so much to do… so much to discover. One could live there and be… totally content.

"The longer you stare the more likely it is that help will never come…" Pacey whispered into her ear as he plopped down beside her. Joey turned to him and scowled.

"I wasn't looking for help idiot. I was just… thinking." Joey sighed and looked out longingly at this mass of water. Pacey watched her expressions on her face and was completely mesmerized. He had never seen someone so passionate about something before in his life. The way her eyes lit up at the thought of something better. It made him want to be better. And that made him scared shitless.

"Come on Jo. We should get some sleep. I'm sure we'll be fine." Pacey said softly to her. Not wanting to disturb the peaceful silence that had blanketed them on this cold night. Joey looked at him and shut her eyes softly.

"Sure." She uttered and stood up and followed Pacey to wherever it was that he had planned for them to sleep. They walked up the beach for a little while until there were two lovingly made patches of blankets for both of them.

"Here. You can take either one you want and I'll take the other." Joey smiled at Pacey and made her way over to a blanket.

"Thank you Pacey." She said warmly to him. Pacey realized right then and there that he was so far in love with her he didn't know what was left and right… what was up and down… what was east and west…

"Anytime Potter." Pace coughed, trying to rid himself of his thoughts. He settled himself into his blankets and shivered at the cool breeze floating around them.

"'Night Jo."

"'Night Pace." Pacey smiled at her nickname for him. It made him feel special… like he actually meant something to her. He felt loved and worthy of someone's love.

As the night went on the two shivered uncontrollably and the only thing heard between the two was their chattering teeth. So finally Joey got up from her spot on the beach and eased towards Pacey. He was lying on his back and Joey crept up right beside him.

"Jo… what are you doing?" Pacey questioned her when he felt her snuggle into him.

"Well… I'm cold and I really don't want to get hypothermia if that's okay with you?" Joey said slightly turning so she could see Pacey's smile before he snuggled her farther into him. Turning so that he could completely engulf her in him. He placed his hand over hers… right by her heart and moved his head so it was inhaling the sweet smell of her shampoo. He felt her stiffen slightly.

"Don't worry Potter. I'm not trying to get in your pants." Joey huffed disapprovingly as Pacey just laughed. After a few minutes their breathing finally evened out and all there was… was silence.

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