Jack's POV:

"She did what!" I exclaimed when Dawson told me what Andie was up to. He had called to see how I was doing. I was starting to wish he hadn't bothered. I would've probably been better off not knowing that Andie had gone out into the storm.

"She's with Pacey."

"Somehow that doesn't make me feel better," I told him. Pacey was my friend but the guy tending to do things first and think about them afterwards. Not exactly the best way to approach things when you were out in the middle of the snowstorm.

"Come one Jack, you know he'll look out for her."

"I know that. I just wish neither one of them would have gone out there in this mess."

"I know exactly what you mean," Dawson told me. "But look at it this way, if it was Andie who was missing in this storm wouldn't you be out there looking for her."

I didn't answer him. I knew I didn't have to. Dawson knew exactly what my answer would be. However, that didn't mean that I was any less worried about Andie or Pacey for that matter. Going out in this storm was crazy but then Pacey never had been known for his practicality.

I sighed. There was no use in complaining. They were already out there. My complaining wouldn't change that. Wouldn't change the outcome in any way. All I could do at this point was hope that they found Doug and that all three of them got to safety.

"If you hear from them . . ."

"I'll call you," Dawson finished for me. "If you hear from Andie let me know."

"You got it."

"They're going to be okay,"

"Yeah sure. I'll talk to you later Dawson," I told him ending the call before he had the chance to say anything else.

Dropping the cell phone on the couch I wandered over to the window and looked out. Watched the snow falling down. My sister was somewhere out there but at least she wasn't alone.

Andie's POV:

"Okay, I think its safe to move him."

"Well we sure the hell can't stay here," I heard Pacey mutter under his breath. I chose to pretend I never heard the comment. I knew Pacey was worried about his brother. Not to mention he had a point. With the temp as low as it was, we'd all freeze to death out here.

I'm not sure how we managed it, but we got Doug out of his car and over to the SUV, laying across the back seat, with his head in my lap.

"Pacey how far are we from the B & B?" I asked as he climbed in the driver's seat.

"In this weather, probably about ten minutes," Pacey replied.

"I think we should head there."

"No, I want to get him to the hospital."

"The closest hospital is what, a half hour in good weather. Pacey its crazy. You wanted to find your brother, well you found him. Now the best thing for all three of us is to get someplace safe. Doug's pulse is strong, his breathing is steady and even. He's stable. Don't tempt fate."

"For once in you life listen to someone."

I looked down to find that Doug had his eyes open. It was definitely a good sign.

Pacey turned around and looked back at us. I prayed that he would listen to reason. I was about to say something else when he handed me his cell phone.

"The number for the B & B is in there. Call them and tell them we're heading their way," he told me.

I let out a sigh of relief, as I took the phone. As Pacey put the vehicle in drive I found the number for the B & B, not missing the fact the Pacey had my cell phone number in his contact list. Jack must have given it to him, although I wasn't sure why Pacey would want it.

"Hello, Potter B & B," came Bessie's voice from the other end of the line.

Jen's POV:

Grams had finally convinced me to come join everyone else in the living room. The Potter's other guess had retired to their rooms which left just Bessie, Bodie, Alexander, Grams and myself in the room. Alexander had a pile of blocks in front of him, and was playing without any care of the storm outside. Part of me wished I was a kid again, with no worries.

The rest of us had just been talking when the phone rang. Bessie had gone to answer it, and we could hear her talking in the kitchen but couldn't make out exactly what was being said. Hearing her footsteps coming back to the living room, we all looked in her direction.

"That was Andie. She and Pacey found Doug not far from here. Evidently he hit a deer after dropping Jen off. They're coming here instead of trying to make it to the hospital."

"Then Doug's okay?" I asked hopefully.

"He's hurt but Andie said he was stable."

"Then why aren't they heading for the hospital."

"Honey, with the way the roads are it would probably take them well over an hour to get there if they even made it," Gram told me. I nodded. I hadn't though about the road conditions. "We can put him in my room, and I'll sleep in with Jen tonight," she said addressing Bessie.

"Thanks Mrs. Ryan."

"I'll go get my coat and boots on," Bodie said standing up and heading for the closet.

It seemed like forever, but we finally heard a vehicle pull up in front of the B & B. Bodie was already out on the porch waiting for them. I found myself at the front door watching. Before Bodie had reached them, Pacey and Andie were supporting Doug in between them and slowly making their way toward the house. Bodie reached them and took Anide's place.

John Witter's POV:

"Damn, I wish this storm would pass" I muttered to myself standing out in front of the police station just watching the snow fall.

I heard my cell phone ring. Digging it out of my pocket I looked to see who was calling. I was surprised to see Pacey's cell number on the screen.

"Pacey, what's going on? Where are you?"

"The Potter B & B. I found Doug. He's here with me."

"Is he okay."

"He hit a deer in the storm. He was unconscious when Andie and I found him and has been drifting in and out."

"Then why didn't you head to the hospital."

"Have you taken a look outside lately Dad. We probably never would have made it. At least he's someplace warm and safe instead of by himself out in the middle of this mess, which is where you were going to leave him."

"Pacey my job . . ."

"Don't bother Dad. I already heard it. Just go ahead and keep hiding behind your job, I don't care. I just wanted to let you know that Doug is safe. I have some more calls to make," Pacey told me and then I heard the line go dead.

That hadn't gone well but at least I had good news to tell my men inside. Turning, I walked up the steps and into the station.