After a bit more conversation, Joey hangs up the phone. "Spielberg, Dawson's so going to clam up." she said, snuggling closer to Pacey. "Just be a statue standing there."
"Oh he definitely will." said Pacey, laughing and wrapping his arm tighter around Joey. "But it'll all work out for him, it always does."
"Except when it comes to me. I chose you, Pacey." said Joey, looking at Pacey lovingly. "It was always supposed to be you." While a part of her would always love Dawson, it was a childhood love. Pacey was her grown-up love.
"Trust me most days I question how I got so lucky." said Pacey. "I was so surprised when you came back to the Ice House that night." He leaves it left unsaid he always felt Joey would end up picking Dawson at the end.
"That I know as you dropped a whole stack of plates." said Joey, laughing. "It reminded me of when Jack worked there way back when Bessie was running the place."
"That reminds me, we're still on for Jack and Doug's on Saturday? It's Amy's first birthday." said Pacey, remembering his promise to Jen. "You coming in to Capeside to slum it with us townies?"
"Definitely!" said Joey. "And as much as I hate to admit it, Capeside will always be where I feel at home." She pauses. "Though I do love it in New York as well."
"Luckily Doug owning a share in the business means he's cool with filling in as chef for me every other weekend so I can come here. I hate to admit he's actually a good cook." said Pacey, musing. "And then as you are coming into Capeside the other weekends, at least we get weekends together despite the distance."
"Speaking of weekends, we only have about an hour before I need to drop you off at the train station." said Joey, giving Pacey a smile and a wink. "Any ideas on how we can pass the next hour?"
"Ms Potter, my you have a dirty mind." said Pacey, standing and picking up Joey and carrying her to her bedroom. "Luckily I do as well." They fall into bed laughing.
The next morning after breakfast of bagels from Joey's favorite stand, Joey and Pacey drive to the train station.
"You have no idea how badly I don't want to get on that train...even postponing it a day didn't help." said Pacey, giving Joey a longing look as he slumps his bag over his shoulder. "Or wish you were getting on with me at least."
"Pretty sure my editor would kill me if I did." joked Joey, giving Pacey a kiss. "At least we have our weekends together."
"It's five - FIVE - days until I see you, Potter!" exclaimed Pacey, with his usual exaggeration. "Possibly six if you can't make it until Saturday morning. That's forever."
Joey rolls her eyes as she tucks her hair behind her ear. "It'll be here before we know it, and it's not like I exactly want to see you leave either." she said, leaning against a bench. "But it's what we have for now with our jobs and our lives, Pace."
"I know, but it doesn't make me miss you any less." said Pacey with a sigh, pulling Joey close and into a tight embrace. "I'm grateful for having you in my life, Joe."
"Same, Pace." said Joey, kissing Pacey. An announcement plays over the speakers. "That's you sadly."
"Then that's it Potter, until next weekend." said Pacey, grabbing his bag and heading towards the train. He turns to wave goodbye before boarding.
Joey wiped a tear from her eye and heads back to her car to drive home, already missing Pacey dearly.
