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For Love or Power
Ch.6
Disclaimer: We don't own anything… we've been over this a million times… if we did than the show would've been much different (AKA Dawson… not so much. -)
Joey slept like a baby that night. She didn't remember the last time so felt so warm in her life. She snuggled into the warm body behind her and placed her hand over his that was now draped protectively across her waist. She felt his arm tighten around her and she sighed content about how she was in this moment. She felt truly happy. She hadn't felt this way in so long.
She felt his breath in her hair… she could tell he was smelling her scent by the way that he took large breaths and when he exhaled it sounded like he was in utter pleasure from being here with her.
The breeze picked up so Joey turned around so now she was lying face to face with him. He was a little shocked by her but didn't move an inch… he wanted this moment to be here forever. She placed her hands on his chest and ran lazy circles over them… not really thinking about anything… just about the normalcy of her actions. When she heard him breath harder she got excited. His lips spilled her name out and that was all it took…
"Jo…" and her eyes flew open like a mad woman. She quickly backed away like he was some sort of toxin that was deadly if you were too close. Pacey had to rub his eyes a little to fully apprehend what had just happened and what was happening now.
"Jo?" Pacey questioned her kneeling and trying to move towards her. But all she did was run farther away. He was confused as to why her emotions changed so drastically in the short 2-second span.
"PACEY!" Joey screamed at him. She was so angry with him. Did he not know that she had a boyfriend? And that that boyfriend was his enemy? GREATEST ENEMY! She stood up and folded her arms across her chest and looked at him angry as hell. Pacey stood up dumbfounded and became angry himself.
"JOEY!" Pacey yelled the exact same way as Joey. He didn't know what he had done wrong… but he sure as hell wasn't going to let her blame him for everything.
"Pacey this is funny. I'm serious!" Joey yelled back at him. He was mocking her and she knew it. She knew that this was all a game to him and she needed to escape it before it was too late.
"Serious about what Jo! What did I do!" Pacey looked at her accusingly as she dropped her eyes for a moment.
"Well… you… you just… you were… you were all over me Pacey! Don't you know who my boyfriend is?" Pacey scoffed at her and his arms were now folded as well.
"You mean golden boy? Yeah… I know who your boyfriend is. But I wasn't the one with my hands on your chest… now was I?" Pacey questioned her and she turned a dark shade of crimson. Pacey stepped daringly closer to her and she eyed him accusingly.
"What are you doing Pacey Witter?" Joey was furious with him and if he tried anything he wouldn't live to see help come for them.
"It's cold…" Pacey leaned in even more to her and his warm breath lingered on her lips
"And I need the extra body heat." He whispered seductively to her. Joey lost her breath momentarily… taking it all in. She had to take labored breaths before it went back to normal. All she could do was stare at his lips… those kissable lips that she could just imagine exploring her—wait a minute! She's not supposed to be thinking this… she's supposed to be upset with him!
"Pacey! Get the hell away from me!" Joey pushed him hard in the chest and she could tell that he wasn't expecting that one. He gave her a shocked expression and made his way over to her once again. She tried to push him away but he kept fighting her. Fighting his feelings. He knew it would be a matter of time until he cracked and had to know—no… needed to know… if she had the same feelings he did. He grabbed her arms but she just kept struggling.
"Jo! Will you quit being so difficult for like… one second! Please." Pacey didn't mean to be rude but he had barely whispered his apology to her… realizing that he had just been a total ass.
Joey huffed her disapproval towards him but gave him the okay to speak.
"Thank you." He breathed. "Jo… things are really weird and really strange and I just… well I just need to… I need to know if… if… if…" Pacey couldn't do it. It was too hard for him to get the words out. He was too afraid of this. He didn't know if he was ready.
"You need to know if what Pacey? What's so important that you can't even tell me?" Joey inquired much more patient than before… but still not calm. She was not about to calm down… but she did have the decency, and the curiosity, to be patient and let him finish.
Pacey sighed and just took a deep breath before he delved into something that could be… would be the end of everything.
"I just… I need to know if you… if you… have feelings… for me?" Joey looked at him thoroughly shocked that he would ask her that question. He could see her turning angry and infuriated and needed to stop that from happening. "What I mean to say is. Well… I might as well just say it…" Pacey got even closer to Joey and looked at her so carefully… just trying to tell her without words what was going on in his head. When he saw the confusion in her eyes he swallowed hard. "I have feelings for you Jo. I have all along. And I just… I wanted… needed to know if you felt the same way before I gave my heart away entirely to you." Pacey let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding once he had finally let his confession out in the open.
"I… I…" Joey was utterly speechless. She didn't know what to say to him… how to react to that. She had found out she was feeling the exact same way he did once he had confessed but was just processing this information. "Pacey… we can't… I can't. I mean… what about Dawson. And you're from the West… and I'm… I'm from the East. It would never work Pacey. You know that as well as I do." Joey turned her head away from Pacey so she wouldn't have to endure watching his pain course through his body. His hands were still firmly on her arms and she could tell they weren't going anywhere anytime soon.
Pacey didn't know what to think. He didn't know what to say. He just had to say what he was feeling. If he owed her anything at this point it was to be totally honest with her and just say what he was feeling.
"Screw that! I don't care about that stuff. And if you care about me like I know you do... hope you do... you wouldn't care either." Her face turned when she heard his words and she became defensive all over again when he put his hand on her chin to try and bring their lips together in a kiss. A kiss she wanted and needed so badly… she wanted it with every fiber of her being.
"No Pacey! I already told you! We can't! I can't! I won't! I won't let this happen. I already have so much shit going on in my life and this won't make it any better… not by a long shot."
"But why not Jo? We could be happy! Me and you! We could work! We could…" Pacey trailed off defeated. He didn't know what else to do. Joey shook her head fiercely from side to side. Blocking out what he had just said. This couldn't happen. This wouldn't happen.
"It's not worth it Pace. Even if we were happy. There is no way it could last. All this is gonna do in the end is bring tears and bloodshed together in one hell of a reunion." She lowered her head and felt a sudden wave of anger flood over her. She lifted her tear filled eyes and looked at him. Letting him see everything. Not hiding anymore. Saying exactly what she didn't feel.
"I can't Pacey! This can never happen. It's better this way! Can't you see that!" She questioned him. He felt a sudden bravery that he hadn't had in a long while wash over him. He moved his hands up to her upper arms and pushed himself dangerously forward to her.
"I don't care." And that was all it took. He pulled her forward harshly so they were trapped in a kiss. Joey's eyes open wide at his boldness. His lips felt so good. But she had to fight it. She banged her hands on his chest for a few seconds until she knew he wasn't going to let go. His hands moved from her arms to her waist… she could now get away. This was her chance. But instead she let all of her doubts dissolve away and melted into the kiss. She deepened it further by delving her tongue inside the crevices of his. He was a bit shocked… to say the least. But this was actually happening. This was actually going to happen. He groaned in pleasure when everything washed over him. He picked her up momentarily before placing her back down on her feet. Keeping her right where she was… entrapped in his loving arms.
Capeside was established some time in the 1800's by fishermen. At that time, it was a nice, quiet, peaceful place. There was no East side or West side. Capeside was one. And by 1920, the Witter's had moved to town. Law enforcement seemed to be their calling, and Franklin Witter, who at the time was 25, quickly became sheriff of the place.
By the time he retired in 1960, his two sons, Chris and Tom were deep into the realms of law enforcement. Chris, the older of the two, became sheriff after their father retired. While Chris was sheriff of the town, a rich family moved in, but on the East side of the Creek. The small townsfolk, who were quite poor, didn't think much of it.
But soon other rich families heard word of Capeside, and they moved in as well. Soon a yacht and country club were built, all on the East side of the Creek. The West side-ers, as they had begun to call themselves, didn't take kindly to the new comers looking down upon them and their lives, and the East side-ers didn't trust anything about the poor side of the Creek.
Soon, fighting between the two sides was breaking out regularly. All the East side-ers had to do their shopping in the West and the only schools were on the West side as well, because the West side had been built first. The fighting got so bad, a small shopping center had to be built on the East side, along with a whole school system. By the time Chris retired, he was a very tired man.
Tom lived an unmarried life, leaving no children behind, but Chris and his wife had a son and a daughter.
Beth, his oldest child, joined the force when she turned 20, but was killed in action, leaving behind a fiancé. Chris's other child, John, also became an officer of the law, and in the early 80's, he became sheriff. And he's sheriff to this day.
A second police force wasn't granted for the small town, which was why the East side didn't have their own. John Witter was a fair man, but the East side-ers really got a raw deal when it came to theft or property damage. His officers just wouldn't listen to anyone from the opposite side of the Creek, but John always found out the troublemakers in the end.
So that was why Mr. Potter was walking across the Creek; to report to the police that his daughter was missing.
Mr. Potter hated everything about the West side. The kids were rude, the adults weren't the best role models, and everything about it was dirty. But, the West side was the best place to sell his… pharmaceuticals. He was the Masked Salesman; because he wore a mask so know one would know a good upstanding East side-er was dealing drugs. He'd never sold to the sheriff's son, though.
So Mr. Potter walked into the police station, and demanded to see the sheriff at once. He was granted this permission, and began his case as he entered the room.
"Sheriff Witter," he greeted.
"Mike Potter… strolling about the West side on a gorgeous day?" John asked sarcastically.
"My daughter's missing, Witter."
"When did you last see her?" John asked.
"About two days ago," Mike answered.
"Why did you wait so long to report it?"
"Dawson had me convinced she was doing it for attention… but I know my daughter, and she wouldn't stay out like this."
"Well, you always think you know your kids, and then they go and surprise you. My son, Pacey, hasn't been home in two days. Probably wreaking havoc with his friend Jack."
"My daughter is missing, sheriff," Mike replied.
"I'll put word out. We'll start a search. Where would she go?" John asked as he grabbed out his walkie talkie.
"I have no idea…," Mike trailed off.
In such a small town where fighting goes on constantly, it's unusual for their not to be some sort of encounter every day. Jen, who was becoming suspicious, decided to investigate this, because Dawson's request for a rematch hadn't been answered. And what she found out surprised her… Pacey Witter was missing. So, because Jen loves messing with Dawson, she figured she'd share the info.
"Hey Dawson," Jen said as she entered his room. "How's it going?"
"Not so great. I'm starting to worry about Joey. And I'll have you know, I really thought about what you said, and you're right. Joey really is in this for love, and I haven't been fair to her. She'd never cheat on me… and I've been a real asshole, sleeping around… But that's all going to change, Jen. Because I realize I love Joey, more than I thought I did, and when she gets back, I'm going to make sure she knows it," Dawson said, taking a few deep breaths when he was done.
"Can you say mouthful? And I'm glad you've come to your senses. Now… guess what!" Jen said excitedly. Dawson's declaration would only make her information sweeter… for herself, anyways.
"What?" Dawson asked.
"Guess who is missing?"
"Who?" Dawson asked.
"Pacey Witter," Jen replied.
"Pacey's missing? Since when? I want my rematch!"
"From what I've gathered, he's been missing for two days," Jen said coyly, letting her information sink in.
"Two days? Joey's been missing for two days."
"And I heard that Jack said the last time he saw Pacey, he was heading towards the tree… at around midnight on Saturday night."
"What!" Dawson exclaimed. "If he's done anything to Joey, I'll kill him!"
"Well, I have to go now, Dawson, Enjoy the rest of this beautiful, school free, October Monday! It's not often we have an in-service day this time of year." And with that, Jen was gone.
Joey and Pacey lay on the beach in each other's arms. Joey snuggled farther into Pacey's neck as he nuzzled his nose into her hair and inhaled her sweet scent. This was a perfect moment. Nothing could ruin the peaceful stillness that had taken hold of them. Pacey moved away a little and looked into the eyes that were gazing adoringly back up at him. He gave her a small kiss and scooted down so he could nuzzle her nose without the awkward position.
"What are you thinking about?" He whispered to her as he began to nibble her earlobe lovingly. It elicited a soft moan from Joey's lips and her fingers entwined themselves into his short hair. Joey smiled uncontrollably at all the emotions she was feeling. She sighed happily.
"I'm just thinking about how nice it is to be here with you. How glad I am that we're here together." She snuggled into him a little more and peered into his soul with her eyes through his.
"And how happy you're making me." Pacey lost all self-control and devoured her lips in a passionate kiss that seemed to go on for days. Joey moaned into his mouth as his tongue slid into hers and explored every crevice he could. She searched for his tongue with hers and began to duel with him. He groaned into her mouth and was surprised by her dominance when she turned them so she was lying on top of him. Devouring his mouth. Her hands moved from his hair and tugged on his lobes and moved down his neck with a sensual touch. Joey was driving him crazy. Her hands moved down onto his chest and explored her way back up again. Making lazy movements as she went. Pacey pulled away from her mouth momentarily and Joey opened her eyes slowly wondering why they weren't kissing at that moment.
"I can't breathe woman." Joey chuckled a little and moved her knees on each side of him so she was now straddling him. Pacey eyes went wide when she was now sitting on him. Joey moved back down and made her that she wasn't leaning all the way on him.
"Better?" She breathed into his lips and Pacey looked at her in awe. Loving this moment like no other.
"Much. Thanks." He smiled his thanks before pulling her down to him once again. He captured her bottom lip in his mouth before easily sliding his tongue in her mouth. But he needed more. He couldn't explore her body this way. So he placed one hand on her back and one on her face and turned her over, much to Joey's surprise. He settled into the space that her outspread legs had formed and was now free to explore her body freely. He felt her hands immediately go to the hem of his shirt and ease her hands up slowly… feeling every curve, every crevice, ever inch of his chest. When he groaned into her mouth and moved his hand to the hem of her shirt she scratched him wanting him with everything she possessed. He slipped his hand under her shirt and was about to go further but something in him screamed that this was just too soon. He ended the kiss and softly kissed her before resting his forehead on hers. She looked at him in a confused daze.
"What? Why did you stop?" She placed her hands on his cheeks and willed his eyes to open. He complied to her silent demands and gazed down at her longingly.
"We can't do this now Jo. It's just too fast." Joey sighed and let her face fall from his gaze as a solitary tear slipped from her eye. Pacey could see her sadness and wanted to just melt it away. He could only think of one thing to say to fix the moment. So he gulped down his fears and set aside his doubts and took a deep breath.
"I… I love you." Joey's face immediately shot back to his. Her glistening eyes wide with shock.
"You… you do?" Joey couldn't help let the smile of joy grace her features as Pacey's nose again nuzzled with her own. His eyes shut in complete happiness and sighed with content.
"Yes. And I have for a long time. I just tried not to. I tried so hard not to love you. But I do and I've never been so happy in my entire life. You make me happy Jo. I never thought I'd ever be happy. You brought hope to my miserable existence… why someone like you ever gives me the time of day is a mystery to me but I don't regret loving you… ever." Joey's eyes brimmed with unshed tears at his declaration. Joey moved his face down to hers and assaulted him with butterfly kisses. She kept whispering over and over again.
"What?"
"You are Pacey. Don't let yourself ever think you're unworthy. I'm the one that feels unworthy. I mean all I've done all my life is put you down and everything you stand for. I don't deserve you." Joey whispered as another silent tear escaped her.
Pacey moved his hand under her chin and moved her face so she could look at him properly.
"Don't you ever let yourself think that. The only one that doesn't deserve someone is me. You are so amazing. And I'm not perfect either. I've put you down before. But that was before we really knew each other Jo. That's all in the past. All I care about is now, and what we have now. And all I know is that I am completely head over heals, flat on my ass in love with you."
Joey tried to stifle her flowing tears. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him against her possessively. Like if she let go he would be gone forever. Pacey's face was now buried in her hair inhaling her sweet scent and hers was nuzzling his neck. Pacey heard Joey mumble something into his neck and couldn't quite figure out what she said. He moved back a little and peered into her eyes.
"What?" Joey smiled embarrassed and pulled him close to her again and right before she captured his lips in a kiss she whispered.
"I love you too."
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