A/N. This is just a quick chapter update (I have the day off work...yeah!) Anyway, I need some advice. What would be better. One huge, epic fic or two smaller ones? Give me your feedback....I live on it.
Quick shout out to Shelz (love how your fit is going by the way), JM and JAS for their constant support of this. Also, thank you Michael for the really concise feedback.
She will be loved.
The three old friends sat in silence, slowly relaxing into the softness of the couch. They still couldn't switch off. Jen was pregnant and didn't know who the father was. When they had gotten back fro the hospital Jen had gone straight to bed, not saying a word. Jack and Audrey had sobered up enough to take themselves up to Jack's room and collapse into his king sized bed, still feeling very sorry for themselves. The other three didn't know what to do. Joey and Dawson were due to go home the next day, neither of them wanting to and Pacey didn't know what to do or think.
The sun was slowly rising outside, it was almost 5 in the morning yet none of them were tired. Pacey didn't have to go to work till 12.00pm but knew he needed to get some sleep at one point. He just didn't feel like sleeping. Witnessing the fight and then all of the drama that followed hadn't sat well with him; it was like being propelled back in time, to a place he never really liked.
'So, when are you two going?' Pacey finally said, after 50 minutes of glorious silence.
'Huh?' Joey was starting to drift off slightly, 'I think around 3.00pm, but we have to be out of the hotel by 12.00pm.'
'Gonna miss you two. It's been like old times,' Pacey said.
'What, over analytical talking and fights in public places over Dawson? Yeah, I suppose it has,' Joey joked, seeing Dawson blush red.
'Who would have thought our little film boy would be so popular with the ladies.' Pacey said, patting Dawson on the arm.
'Yeah, thanks for that,' Dawson said, brushing his arm lightly where Pacey had just slapped it.
'Well, I for one am glad I wasn't in the middle of this particular episode of 90210.' Pacey said, standing up and stretching.
'You going?' Joey said, looking up form her place on the couch.
'Just to the bathroom, so don't panic!' Pacey said, ruffling her hair as he walked past.
'So...' Dawson began, turning his body towards Joey's.
'Dawson...not now. Let's just...be,' Joey said, a smile on her face. She reached over her hand and clasped his tightly.
'I can go for that,' he closed his eyes slightly, he head lolling to the side. Joey smiled and moved herself closer so his head would reach her shoulder. He smiled as he felt her move closer and relaxed his body. She in turn rested her head on his and closed her eyes, promising herself she would only be asleep for a moment.
'So, what did I miss...' Pacey said, jogging into the room, clapping his hands together. He saw the two old friends, curled up together like they did when they were young and he couldn't help but smile at the two. He reached over and pulled the throw over the two of them, kissing Joey on the head as he did so. He quickly wrote a note on the kitchen fridge.
I'VE GONE TO WORK, YOU KNOW THAT PLACE WHERE YOU SHOULD ALL BE? TELL AUDREY I LOVE HER AND WILL SEE HER WHEN SHE GETS HOME FOR HER AFTERNOON SHIFT! SEE YOU ALL LATER (TAKE CARE CAPESIDE DUO). PACEY
He pulled on his coat and made his way home, where he hoped he could get a little bit of sleep at least.
Jen rolled over in bed, unable to sleep. She stared out of her window. She had picked her room because of the view over the city, where as Jack's had a view of a brick wall. They had had a massive argument about it actually. She groaned when she thought about the fight she would be having with him later. He wasn't sober enough at the hospital or the way home to tell him about what was happening with her. She was sure he thought they had gone to the hospital because of him. She pulled the cover off her, being too hot and bothered. She couldn't believe she had been so stupid. Telling Dawson she loved him seemed to be inconsequential now, even stupid in a way. Even if he had returned that love, Joey would always be a part of it, always in the way.
But now she had much bigger issues to deal with. She was pregnant by a man she didn't remember. She still had to wait for other test results for STD's, although at the moment all that was filling her mind was the idea of being pregnant and being a mom. She slowly reached down and felt her stomach. She had noticed she was putting a little weight on, but had put it down to partying too much on the weekends and not going to the gym. As for her periods, well they were never clockwork and luckily she hadn't had any other symptoms yet, although she did remember Charlie commenting on her breasts last night. She looked over the other side of her room and saw his bags still there. She didn't know what to do with them. Charlie had a key and so could, in theory, come and get them anytime he wanted. She felt wrong just having them in the room and had to get them out. She scrambled across her bed to the bags and grabbed them all quickly, flinging her door open. She threw them out into the hallway with a thud. She felt better, just clearing him out of her room felt like closing a door on any relationship they had.
She looked across the open place room and saw two head over the top of the couch, one blond, one brunette. She knew who it was instantly. She moved around and saw them cuddled into one another, Joey's arm flung over his chest and Dawson's arm around Joey's shoulder. They looked so peaceful. And it didn't hurt her to see it. Well...it did because she was alone, not because Joey was with Dawson. She walked quietly back to her room and climbed back into bed, sitting up and switching her bedside lamp on. She pulled out the bag that she had come home from the hospital with and looked intently at all the leaflets she had been given. Adoption, abortion, pregnancy. She tore up the leaflets on Adoption and Abortion and started to read the pregnancy one, slowly stroking her stomach.
'So, when are you both back in the big apple?' Audrey asked, walking Dawson and Joey to their train platform in Grand Central Station.
'I should be back in the next month. I might be having exhibition at the gallery but we haven't ironed out the finer points yet.' Joey said, putting her bags down and hugging Audrey tightly.
'Well, don't be so long this time. I have permission to phone and text you constantly?' she said, slowly releasing the brunette from her grasp.
'Of course, that's what cell phones are for.' Joey said, watching as Dawson stepped forward.
'And you, you better come back and see me Mr LA big shot,' Audrey said, pulling Dawson by the t-shirt into a hug.
'You know me Audrey, I can never stay away from you too long'.
'Good. Well get going!' Audrey said, wiping a tear away from her face.
'Okay. Before I go, do me a favour?' Joey said, pulling a wrapped present out of her bag.
'Sure,' Audrey said, taking the book.
'I know what Jen has decided to do, she told Jack this morning while we were both in the apartment. Can you give her this from me?' Joey said, hauling her bag back over her shoulder.
'Of course I can bunny!'
'THIS IS THE FINAL CALL FROM THE TRAIN LEAVING FROM PLATFORM 4, STOPING AT...' the announcer's voice filled the cavernous hall.
'That's us, better go.' Dawson said, grabbing Joey's hand and pulling her towards the train.
'Bye Audrey. Love you,' she said.
'Love you too bunny.'
