For Love or Power

Ch. 7

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The police force was out in search of Joey Potter and Pacey Witter on Tuesday morning. Dawson had grudgingly gone to school, and Jen was torturing him mercilessly. Jack was skipping, as per usual, and applauding his friend for getting the Potter girl away for so long. But Joey and Pacey were content in their own little world.

"How long have we been on this island?" Joey asked as she and Pacey lay on the beach. She never thought she could be so comfortable in his arms. But the arms of her enemy were so inviting.

"Three days, I think. Why?" Pacey said.

"These have been the best three days of my life," Joey replied.

"Mine, too. I can honestly say that in all my life, I've never been happier."

"Can we stay here forever, Pacey?" Joey asked as she leaned into him, taking in his scent.

"Somehow, I don't think that'd happen, even if we wanted it to," Pacey told her sadly. "I wish we could, though," he said before he kissed her.

All day long, Dawson couldn't concentrate. Pacey was missing… Joey was missing, something just didn't add up. They would never be together. It must just be coincidence. That's what Dawson kept telling himself, untill he got a message from Jack. A boy had walked up to Dawson, handed him a piece of paper, and walked away.

Dawson Leery,

This is Jack McPhee. There is a pressing matter that we gotta discuss. Come alone… I'll be alone, too. Meet at the tree at 5:30. If you aren't there, I'll find you.

Jack

P.S. Destroy this message as soon as you read it.

Dawson read the letter at least five times more before destroying the message. And at 5:30, after dodging Jen and Henry, Dawson made his way out to the tree. Jack, however, was a few minutes late.

"You're late," Dawson pointed out as Jack walked up.

"You're a quick one, Leery," Jack replied. "Show up first, you give away the upper hand."

"What is with this meeting, McPhee?"

"I assume you know my man Pacey is missing?" Jack asked.

"Of course I know."

"Do you have anything to do with it?"

"I wish I could say I did… but I don't," Dawson replied. "What about my girl? I swear to god, if Joey's hurt-," Dawson began.

"I don't know what happened to Joey," Jack cut in. "I didn't know she was missing."

"When was the last time you saw Pacey?"

"Saturday night, around 11:30," Jack replied.

"Where was he going?" Dawson questioned.

"He was gonna take a walk. Him and his dad got into a fight," Jack lied. Dawson could not know about the plan, even if Pacey was missing. "And what about Joey?"

"She didn't go home on Saturday night."

"Coincidence, huh?"

"What exactly is this meeting about, McPhee?"

"When my boy goes missing, I do whatever it takes to find him. Especially when his boat is missing, too," Jack answered.

"Pacey has a boat?"

"Piece of junk that he fixed up. Got it for next to nothing. But it's not in dock, and he always tells me before he goes out. And no one would dare steal Pacey's boat."

"His dad's the sheriff, right?"

"Yeah… so what?"

"Have you talked to him?"

"Pacey's dad doesn't give a shit. We don't have parents like you East side kids do. Our parents are too busy trying to stay out of debt to raise us."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I guess there ain't much I can do."

"We could help each other… just this once."

"I'm already going against everything I stand for by being here right now. Not a chance in hell I'm gonna help you find your girl."

"Than why call me for this meeting?"

"To see if you had any information."

"Why would I give it to you willingly?"

"I was gonna beat it out of you, but I can tell by your eyes that you're not lying. You might wanna work on that by the way," Jack called over his shoulder as he walked off; leaving a confused Dawson is his wake. But Jack had gotten all the information he needed, and his suspicions were confirmed: Pacey was definitely with Joey; and probably working his magic.

Pacey saw Joey from a distance just standing gazing at the beach like she had done so much when stranded on their sanctuary from the real world. Pacey snuck up behind her and placed his hands on her hips and nibbled her neck affectionately. Joey gasped at the sudden contact but immediately melted into his arms. He turned her around and the couple kissed frantically, both knowing that their haven wouldn't last much longer. They would have to face reality soon, as scary as that was.

Joey's hands threaded around his neck and she played with the nape of his neck while they kissed hungrily. Pacey moved his hands to her backside and lifted her up. She instantly wrapped her legs around him and he groaned at the feeling. Joey ripped her mouth from his and ventured to his neck longingly, not getting enough of him, never getting enough. She didn't even notice that they were moving when she lightly bit his earlobe. She heard him give a light gasp and remedied the wound by licking it sensually over the lobe. Pacey went crazy and dropped her down on the blankets that were lying sloppily on the sand.

Joey came down and Pacey settled between her legs before devouring her lips once again in a passionate kiss that took over all his senses in a mad rush of desire. He had never felt this way before in his entire life.

Joey's hands again moved to his chest and scratched the skin tenderly. She draped them on his back before pulling away from his fiery kisses, her lips still swollen from all it's kissing, gnawing and nibbling. Pacey bent his forehead against hers and his eyes fell closed. He sighed completely content. A feeling that he had running through his veins a lot while stranded here.

"What are we gonna do?" Pacey didn't even notice Joey quavering and crying underneath him. He opened his eyes and they widened and he moved his hand up to wipe away her fallen tears.

"Don't cry Jo. What do you mean anyway?" Joey had somewhat controlled her flowing tears and swallowed deeply.

"What are we gonna do when they find us Pacey. I'm scared of what's gonna happen. I can't live without you. I love you so much. But Dawson's my boyfriend and no one would ever accept us back home. We'll be torn apart, ridiculed, humiliated, heart broken. I can't do it. I'm so scared. Because going back means losing you. And I don't want that… what are we gonna do Pacey? What are we gonna do?" Joey was rambling now. Obviously this had been piling up in her mind for a while. All Pacey could do now was just try to ease her pain.

"Shhhhhh. Baby it's okay. We'll make it through this. We'll think of something. Shhhhh." Pacey lifted them up so she was now sitting up on his own sitting form. Her face was buried in his neck and he could feel her silent sobs vibrate through him. He submerged his hand in her hair and the other was caressing her back soothingly.

"How about this Jo. Why don't we keep this to ourselves for a little bit? You know? Not tell anyone about us, just keep it under wraps." There was a long pause between them and Joey backed away from him slowly peering into his eyes as if he'd gone mad.

"Are you embarrassed by us or something? Is that it? Is that why you're suggesting that? Because I don't even think I can go a day without being near you." Joey began to sob again but Pacey kept on soothing her, cursing himself for filling her with doubt.

"No Jo. We'll still see each other. But for now it'll be our little secret. And I don't think there is any possible way that I could be embarrassed by you. Even though you're an enemy on the West side you're still considered by everyone the most beautiful there. That's why we all accepted you being the "queen" of the East. That's just how we refer to you there. You're like this… untouchable goddess or something. There is no way I could ever be embarrassed about being with you Jo." After Pacey's speech Joey couldn't help herself when she lunged herself forward and locked lips with Pacey.

They engaged in one of the most passionate kisses that had been shared between the two. After their momentary high had fallen Joey pulled away and let her forehead rest against his and sighed.

"I'm sorry for not trusting you. But do you think we can really do this? Make it work?" Joey looked questioningly at Pacey and he placed a soft kiss on her lips and pulled away again.

"If we want this to work than it will. We won't let this pull us apart… I won't let it." Pacey whispered his last sentence before Joey devoured his mouth again and the two were at it once again but now with hope for the future.

"Frank, I need your cooperation," John was telling the dock keeper Tuesday evening. "I checked my boy's boat… it's not there. You have any idea when he took it out, because I haven't seen him for about three days."

"When I got in Sunday morning it wasn't here. But an S.O.S. came in from an unregistered boat at around two a.m. on Sunday. Kyle received it, but the radio must have gone out, because when he tried to respond, all he got was static."

"There was a storm Sunday, and Pacey never did register his boat. Do you have the coordinates?" John asked.

"No, we never received them. But Kyle said they sounded like they were right in the middle of the storm, and at that time on Sunday, according to charts… it was about off the coast of Crescent Isle."

"There's a cove up there, isn't there?"

"Yes… but I've never been there. Is there anything else you want to know?" Frank asked.

"You know Mike Potter's girl… on the East side?"

"I've seen her a few times."

"Have you seen her recently? She's been missing since Saturday," John said as a realization hit him.

"No, haven't seen her," Frank answered as John started walking away. "John?"

"I'm gonna kill that boy of mine," John muttered as he walked off to the police boating house.

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