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Spikeyhairgood: So funny that you compared them to Lorelai and Christopher, since in High Society, I was trying to give them and Logan and Rory vibe! But yeah, it is kind of that situation, they're just trying to be happy together because they think they should be.

Doggiesrule147: If you want more Connie and Pacey, you will love this chapter!

Sphinx005: Haha, I'm loving writing Pacey and Connie, I don't even know where it came from, but I'm glad you're enjoying it. Loving your new story by the way!

Ali: I love Abby too. I have a lot of original characters (check out my Prom Problems series, its good times) and she is absolutely one of my favorites. I'm glad I've given you love for the Creek kids, because I adore them!

Nikkiloola: Abby and Portman? I don't think Abby would touch another Duck, after Julie's reaction to the whole Luis thing. Especially not Portman. I'm glad you like my interpretation of Scooter, I just can't see Julie going for a guy who's a total dick like so many people make him!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, save the DVDs, Mighty Ducks box set and Dawson's Seasons 1-3

Chapter 6: Taking Action

"Abby!" Julie squealed standing up and running to her sister's arms. "Um, Pacey," she pointed to each of them. "Joey and Dawson. Guys, this is my sister Abby." The Capside Kids looked at her. Her short slightly spiked bleached hair, her skin tight tank top and baggy cargo pants couldn't be more opposite of Julie's cool and easily natural style. It was hard to believe that they were sisters, except for the obvious affection between them.

"It's nice to meet you," Abby smiled, "Hey guys," she waved to the ducks, who waved halfheartedly back. "So, how's babysitting going Scot?" She teased him and sat down next to him.

"Good," he laughed, Julie could see his instantly better mood, "What about you? Try to drown yourself in a champagne fountain yet?"

"No," Abby smirked, "But I did try to strangle myself with my pearls. Hey, how bout we shake things up and that stuffy dance, you and me, Carter style."

"I don't think I could wait the two hours it would take to get you out of your debutante gown," He laughed. "Besides I've matured beyond the publicly nudity."

"Oh don't tell me summering with my boring sister has stamped out your fight Vanderbilt," She rolled her eyes.

"What are they talking about?" Pacey whispered to Connie.

"When they were freshmen, they went to the same school," Connie explained, "but they got kicked out at the end of the year for streaking across campus."

"Nice," Pacey said, "That's impressive."

"We were pretty proud of it," Abby stuck her tongue out playfully.

"Abby's list of pranks and indiscretions would put yours to shame Pace," Charlie said. "You talk to Luis lately Abs?"

"Oh my God!" She said, "Julie, did you tell all of them?"

"No," Julie laughed, "It just sort of spread. I didn't tell anyone, I was humiliated."

"You told me," Scot said.

"You don't count," She laughed, and kissed him. She looked up and heard Portman clear his throat. "Oh, hi."

"I just, ran into Abby and walked her here," He said, "Um, Julie, can I talk to you?" Her eyes got big, she looked over at Abby who nodded. She sighed.

"Not right now," She said, "We're in the middle of a movie." Thank God she had that excuse.

"Yeah," He said sitting down. "Hi Scot."

"Hi Portman," Scot said. Julie looked back and forth between them and let out a sigh, lowering herself to the floor.

"So this ex boyfriend of yours," Pacey said, as they walked back to his house. The guys had decided to go ahead of them. Or leave them alone or, whatever. "Who did the breaking up?"

"He initiated the conversation," Connie said, "But, we pretty much agreed that it was over. We were together for four years, so, it had pretty much run it's course."

"Four years?" Pacey asked. "So when you guys got together you were,"

"Ten," Connie nodded. "I don't really want to talk about him."

"You don't?" He smirked. "Then, what do you want to talk about?"

"Well," she said, stopping and moving close to him, "I actually don't want to talk at all."

"Oh," he said shyly, "Connie, I um, well,"

"That's the first time you haven't had something to say since I met you," she said quietly, "Don't you want to kiss me?" Here we go, the Connie rejection dance all over again, even in another state, with a boy who she had just met that morning, it never failed. The minute she was even attracted to a boy he got scared and backed off.

"Oh, I want to kiss you," Pacey said, "I want to do a lot more than kiss you, but, I did just meet you, and you're coming off a four year relationship, and," She rolled her eyes took one hand and grabbed his head and kissed him. "Wow," he said.

"Yeah," she responded. "So, now that that's out of the way, can we do the a lot more than kiss me thing? It's been a while, and I'd really like to make out with you." If this was what it was going to take, then this was what she was going to do. None of the subtle flirty hints, they weren't working anymore.

"Definitely," he said, taking her hand. She smiled quietly, apparently she wasn't a pariah. "Um, it can wait though, right, until we're at my house?"

"Oh," she said, "Yeah, it can wait for that."

"I'll go under and let you two talk," Scot said, kissing Julie on the cheek, as the two of them and Abby arrived at the boat.

"OK," she nodded. He smiled and walked under.

"Bench?" Abby pointed to one. Julie sighed and they walked over and sat down. "So, uh, Scotty seemed cold tonight."

"He's just upset about this whole Portman thing," Julie said. "I mean, he has every right to be. Not to mention the Ducks sort of ganged up on him."

"He's in love with you," Abby said.

"I know," Julie smiled, "I'm lucky."

"I didn't mean Scot," Abby said.

"Abby," Julie gave her a stern look. "Don't go there OK? It wouldn't work, I mean, we're complete opposites, and he's not the same guy that I was with last summer, at school, he, he changed, it's like,"

"He's a virgin Jules," Abby said.

"No he's not," Julie said, "I mean, he's with a different girl every weekend, and he," Abby shook her head. "How do you know?"

"He told me," Abby said, "Well, sort of, I figured it out and then he confirmed. He just wants you."

"Well, I don't want him," Julie said, "And you of all people know why,"

"Yeah," Abby said, "Except I really don't. I mean, one day we're sitting on a hotel bed and your sobbing to me that you love him, and then a few days later you declare yourself girlfriend to his complete opposite. And don't give me the you found him with another girl story, because you had spent the night with another guy, and he's a young teenage boy. Why aren't you with him, really?"

"Abby," she said quietly, "What if he leaves me again?"

"And now we're getting somewhere," Abby smiled, "You're afraid. Safe little Scot Vanderbilt is never going to leave you."

"I do love him," Julie said, "I really do. He's incredible and loves me and what's wrong with wanting to be safe Abby?"

"Love isn't safe kiddo," she said, "It's amazing and special, but it's scary as hell."

"What did you tell her?" Portman looked up and saw Joey sitting in a row boat in front of him.

"That I love her, and not being with her is killing me inside," he sighed. "Good advice by the way, that whole take action thing."

"In theory, it was OK," she smiled, "Look, I have a confession, much like yourself, I too can't get the object of my affection. You have way more guts than I do, at least you told her."

"Banks?" Portman smiled, "He's actually kinda into you."

"I meant Dawson," she sighed.

"Dawson," he nodded, "You definitely have a type Joey. Tall, blonde and dorky."

"Dawson is not a dork," Joey defended her old friend, Portman looked at her, "OK, so he's sort of a dork, but he's really great."

"You're too hot for him," he smiled. "I mean, if I were still in my denial hook up with every girl who I'm mildly attracted to phase, I would have definitely hit on you." Joey pushed her hair behind her ears uncomfortably.

"Lucky for me you're in your depressed melancholy obsessive phase," she joked. "What did she do?"

"I don't know," he said, "I walked away."

"Chicken," she said.

"How long have you been climbing in Dawson's window?" He retorted.

"Fine," she said, "We'll just be pathetic together."

"Sounds good." He nodded.

"Portman," Pacey popped his head out the back door, "There's someone out front to see you."

"I wonder who that could be," Joey nudged him. He smiled and walked around the house. When he saw her standing in front of him, he lost his breath.

"Julie," he said, "Listen, I,"

"Don't say anything," she said, and walked up to him, she kissed him, her hands weaved into his hair. He responded softly and slowly, moving his arms around her. They deepened the kiss at the exact same moment. They were perfectly in sync with one another, as always. He finally pulled away. "What's wrong?" She said, she could tell he wasn't comfortable.

"This doesn't feel right," he said.

"Wait, a few hours ago you were in love with me, and now kissing me doesn't feel right?" She said.

"There are just things I want to say to you," he said quietly.

"I know," she said, "Abby told me."

"Oh," he said, "But what about your boyfriend." He saw Julie lower her eyes. He shook his head, "No, no, I'm not doing this. I won't be your other guy."

"He was sleeping," she said, "I'm going to talk to him in the morning, I swear." she looked at him. He could see that she was lying, she had no intention of talking to him.

"Then come back in the morning, Julie," he said.

"But," she said, "but, us."

"All or nothing Gaffney," he said, "That's the deal."

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