Description: New Dawson's Creek story that I have been working on. Its based before the shows high school graduation but post Joey and Pacey's break up at prom.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the original story.
Authors Note: if this story receives reviews I will update it regularly.
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Chapter #19
(A day later; Jen's pov)
" Pacey, wake up. You told Jack that you would come for…well what do we have here?", I gasp with an amused snicker once I notice Joey curled up beside Pacey. Wow. I did not expect to see these two cozied up together anytime soon. Should I take this as a good sign? Are they an item once more? If so, why haven't they gone public with their decision to be one? Unless Joey and Pacey both agreed to quiet about…well whatever it is I seem to have stumbled in on.
" Jen?", I hear a half asleep Joey mutter from Pacey's side. I can't help but smirk at the mere sight of her. She is sprawled on Witter's bed with her face buried in his side; arm draped over his chest and currently looks as though she had been clinging to him for dear life. Pacey doesn't seem to mind one bit either; he has his arms wrapped tightly around Joey's waist. It almost looks as though he is afraid of letting her go. Huh, could things still be a bit rocky between these two?
" Ever heard of knocking Lindley?", grumbles Pacey with an agitated look. Frowning when Joey reluctantly removes herself from his arms, I notice the scowl on his features deepen. Huh, he is not pleased to see me currently. How was I supposed to know Joey would be spending the night with Pacey? Far as I knew she made it clear she wouldn't be forgiving let alone taking him back anytime soon. What could have happened to change Joey's mind? Did they have a heart to heart talk? Did Pacey beg and plead until she felt bad? …Oh my God, what if he proposed to her?! Ah, who am I kidding that last one won't happen anytime soon. Besides I would have noticed a ring on Joey's finger.
" I'm sorry, I didn't know that I was interrupting Pace. …What is this exactly?", I ponder after a minute or two of silence. Pacey's gaze immediately falls to Joey who in turn squirms under his scrutiny. Oops maybe that wasn't the best thing to ask. With the silent questioning reflected in Pacey's eye, I can tell that he is wondering the same thing now. It wasn't my intent to put Joey on the spot. I figured that they had already had this discussion by the way Pacey refused to fully let go of Potter when she sat up from his embrace. Judging by the sudden nervous and almost startled expression on Joey's face, I am to assume this isn't the case. My bad Jo, I offer silently with an apologetic smile in her direction. In turn she regards me with a deathly glare. …Yeah Joey wants to kill me.
Rubbing at her eyes sleepily, Joey curls up beside Pacey," I don't know. ….Why does it have to mean anything? We are never going to hear the end of this Witter."
Leaning against the door frame of Pacey's bedroom, I fold my arms across my chest," Well, are you two back together or not?"
" It has not even been discussed actually.", remarks Pacey with a defeated sigh. Not even once? What the hell? What is…this then? Why is Joey here in Pacey's bed, lying in his arms and holding onto him before as if her life depended on it? Are they simply fooling around? No…no Joey isn't that kind of girl, she would never agree to something like that. She something of happened that caused her to seek comfort in Pacey? Should I be concerned or ecstatic? Someone had better clue me in and quick dammit.
" What is there to discuss? I am having Pacey's baby, I'm allowed to cozy up with him if I want to.", defends Joey with a look that clearly says 'do not mess with me'. Whoa, whoa calm down mama bear! I am not about to argue with her logic. Joey looks like she is about to bite my damn head off. Maybe in the future I should keep my questions and observations concerning her to myself…at least until she's not hopped up on pregnancy hormones. Joey has been like a ticking time bomb lately and I do not want to be around when she goes off.
Throwing my hands up in surrender, I take a cautious step backwards," Yeah, sure. Whatever you say Joey, I know better than to argue with a pregnant lady."
Sitting up in his seat in bed, Pacey scratches at the back of his neck," Seriously, Jen. I warned you not to poke the bear."
(Joey's pov)
" I hate you both, out. Now.", I bark out in frustration. 'Don't poke the bear', is Pacey trying to get his ass handed to him on a plate? They are both lucky I'm still worn-out or I would murder them. What the heck is it to Jen or anyone else what is going on between Pacey and I? I don't see how anything that may or may not happen between the two of us is anyone else's concern. I'm carrying his baby, if I want to fall asleep beside Pacey once in a while that I am going to. I don't need Jen or anyone else's permission or approval either.
" Jo…Joe…Joey, this is my room!", protests Pacey when I shove him out of bed and he falls to the floor with a loud thump. Grabbing the blankets from him, I throw them over my head and sprawl out under them. If those two were smart, they would take a hint and leave quickly without as much as another word. I'm going back to bed and they are leaving. If Pacey argues with me about this he is a dead man. Doug won't be able to find his body and neither will the rest of Capeside's finest.
" And you are going to breakfast with Jen and Jack, leave.", I warn in a growl from my spot under the blankets. While breakfast does sound tempting, the last thing I want is to be grilled by Jen and Jack. Besides, I was up most of last night anyway. I couldn't fall asleep. Believe it or not I was thinking of what my little guy is going to look like when he is finally born. Sure this might still be months away, but there is no harm in wondering if he will have Pacey's eyes or mine. …There I go referring to the little tike as a boy again. I can't help it; a little boy would be great. Then at least Alexander would have a cousin to toss around a football with in a few years. It isn't that I don't want a girl; I'm just not sure I could handle a little me running around. Apparently I am very stubborn and argument prone according to Bessie and…well everyone else. I have a feeling that I had a daughter we would only bump heads as she got older.
" Someone sure is pleasant today. We're going, jeez. Grumpy.", calls out Jen over her shoulder before walking off. Listening quietly to the sounds of Pacey getting dressed, I close my eyes with a sigh. Startled when I feel someone kiss my stomach through the covers, I can't help smiling softly. I wait until I hear the door close gently to peek my head out from my homemade cocoon. I knew it would only be a matter of time before someone caught me with Pacey. Did it have to be Jen though? Why not Dougie? At least he wouldn't have interrogated us. By now he is probably used to finding me here. Lately I have been crashing in Pacey's bed alone and making him rides the couch or nuzzled up with him beside me. The only others that know are Doug, Bess and Bodie. They don't seem to mind that much though or ask questions. Guess they understand that even though we aren't together sometimes I just need Pacey by my side. Why does it have to mean anything more than that? ….