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Fall from Grace

The five of them all stood in silence, looking at one another, unable to speak. Jen was staring at Charlie in disbelief, shocked at seeing him again, in this position with Joey. Dawson couldn't help himself staring at Joey. Her naked body shimmered in the light, her hair stuck to the side of her face. Joey was trying not to look at anyone while Charlie was looking at Joey's back, his arms wrapped around her from behind.

'Okay, I think we should leave now. Right guys?' Audrey said, moving towards the doors. Joey looked up and gave her a thankful nod.

'Umm, actually I want to talk this one through.' Jen said, lowering herself on Joey's bed. She was still in shock

'Jen, lets just go,' Dawson said, finally pulling his stare away from Joey.

'No, I think it would be healthier for all of us to sit down and have a well rounded discussion into what is happening here. My ex and your ex, apparently having extended naked make-out sessions in the bathroom.' Jen smiled, looking over at Charlie. He was not smiling and their eyes locked. The realisation that they had done far more than make out crept upon her skin, making her feel sick 'Except you guys are past the making out stage, aren't you?'

Joey blushed red and looked at Dawson. His eyes swam in jealousy and anger. She glanced over at Jen, she was calm and collected. Joey couldn't figure out what Jen was doing, what this was going to achieve for any of them.

'I don't think that's any of your business. Why don't you go so we can get dressed and then we can continue your group therapy meeting later' Charlie said, pulling Joey back into the bathroom.

'It's okay, we'll wait.' Jen said, picking up a magazine that Audrey had flung on her bed 'I can wait all day for this one.'

'That's it. Get out.' Audrey snapped and tore the magazine out of Jen's hand, picking her up by the elbow and forcing her out of the door. Dawson, not wanting to face Audrey's increasing anger, walked out of the door.

'What the hell was all that about?' Dawson said angrily, after the sound of Audrey slamming the door rang through the hallway

'He must have got her really drunk and then made a move on her. Do you think he used that date rape drug? Wouldn't put it past him that...' Jen started, walking towards the wall that faced the dorm's door.

'Not that. You. You're reaction. Do you still have feelings for him?' Dawson said, grabbing onto her arm. Jen looked up and saw Dawson's confused and hurt eyes shinning back at her. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

'The only feelings I have for that man are hate and resentment for what he did to me. I wouldn't want Joey to go through what I did.' Jen said, stroking Dawson's arm.

'You didn't seem this concerned about her well being this weekend?' Dawson threw back at her, not at all convinced by her reasoning.

Jen was shocked and slightly insulted. 'Hey, it took two of us to do what we did this weekend and don't you forget it. Don't misplace you guilt and blame onto me,' Jen raged.

Dawson couldn't speak, he was too confused. He turned on his heal and stormed out of the building, leaving Jen standing alone.

'Okay, let's get this potentially therapy inducing event over with.' Joey said. She was fully dressed with her wet hair tied high into a tight pony tail. Charlie was in the bathroom, trying to get dressed quickly.

'Okay. This is the weirdest situation I've ever been in so let's just recap.' Audrey began, walking around the room as if she was a talk show host.

'Joey was kind of dating Dawson...' she started.

'... We were not dating,' Joey said in a quiet voice.

'...okay, soulmates, bestfriends, sex buddies. Whatever you kids are calling it today. Back to the plot then. Our little vamp from New York takes Dawson away for a dirty weekend and they do the do, right?'

Joey nodded in agreement to the statement, realising it didn't sting half as much as it did earlier.

'So then the lovebirds come back and have a heavy petting session in The Grams hallway in front of us lucky people. Then Joey runs out, telling Dawson she never wants to see him again and then...?' Audrey left the statement floating in the air, looking quizzically at her friend.

'Well I...' Joey began, but was interrupted by the bathroom door opening. Charlie, fully dressed, emerged, a sheepish grin on his face.

'I better be going, looks like there a lot of things you need to talk about.' He said, moving towards the bed and pulling his coat on.

'A slight understatement but yes. Is it okay if I see you tonight?' Joey said, surprising him.

'Sure. Call me later okay?' He said, walking towards the door, smiling to himself.

'Okay. See you later,' Joey said, watching as he slid out of the door and shut it quietly behind him. She turned around and smiled at herself.

'What the hell is going on here?' Audrey screamed, unable to understand anything that had happened over the last few days.

'What?' Joey said, surprised at her friends outburst.

Audrey parked herself next to Joey on the bed, wrapped her arms around her and hugged her tightly.

'I spent last night looking for you and was so worried that something had happened. I'm so glad you're okay,' she said in a little voice. Joey, who was taken aback by the affection, giggled and returned the hug.

'I was fine. I was with Charlie all night,' Joey said, instantly realising she had opened a can of worms.

'All night hey? As your friend and most trusted confidant at the moment, what happened?' Audrey said, pulling away and staring straight at Joey's glowing face.

'Well I went to a bar, drank a stupid amount and then saw Charlie. He saved me from some big guy with a beard and then we sat and talked until 2 in the morning.' Joey said

'And then?' Audrey urged.

'And then he walked me home and...you don't want graphic detail do you?' Joey said, secretly pleading her friend wouldn't.

'Of course I do!' she exclaimed.

'Okay, but this is as graphic as I get. We were sitting on my bed and he touched my face. He said I was beautiful or some kind of sappy line. Anyway, he kissed me and before we knew it.....' Joey smiled at the end of the sentence.

'Oh my god, Joey you little minx. Was it odd, in the morning?' Audrey asked, knowing her friend too well to think she would have been fine with a stranger in her bed.

'Actually it wasn't. It was so liberating I can't describe it. Plus, he's really good at...you know,' Joey giggled, patting Audrey on the knee.

'Well my my Joey Potter, if someone didn't go make you into a scarlet woman last night.' Audrey said. The phone started the ring and Audrey went to pick it up.

'Scarlet woman's room, Supervising wanton woman speaking?' Audrey asked, Joey muffling her laughter.

'I'm assuming that the wanton woman I'm speaking to is my own?' Pacey's voice sang down the phone.

'And you would be correct young man. Stop panicking, I've got her,'

Audrey mouthed over the Joey it was Pacey.

'That's a relief. Is she okay,'

'A little tired but she seems fine. Come over and see for yourself!' Audrey joked, looking over at Joey smiling.

'Okay, be there in a minute,' Pacey said, hanging up his cell phone.

'So, pretty woman, what you doing with the rest of your day?' Audrey said.

'I suppose I have to try and talk to Dawson. And Jen, what the hell was wrong with her? Anyone would think I was sleeping with her boyfriend?' Joey mused, as she stripped her bed sheets down.

'In a way you were bunny,' Audrey replied, collapsing on her bed with her magazine.

'I suppose. What the hell am I going to say to him? I mean, I've done nothing wrong. I suppose by the same token he's done nothing wrong either.' Joey said, pushing the dirty sheets into her laundry bag.

'No he has. You two were practically together, promises of waiting and everything. He is your soul mate.' Audrey said, flipping the pages of her magazine.

'I wish everyone would stop using that phrase. It's like the new buzz word or something.' Joey said, her angry tone betraying her cool exterior.

'Hey, I'm just saying Bunny that you guys have waited for each other for so long and this was your chance.' Audrey said.

Joey picked up the laundry bag and pondered over the last statement. 'Maybe we've run out of chances then,' she said, moving out of the room quietly to wash her bed sheets. And hopefully her mind too.