Disclaimer: Don't own, don't care
It's been forever I know. I can never redeem myself. I've accepted it.
Enjoy!
Healing Waters
(Scarlett POV)
I paced the club, stuck in my own head.
I couldn't figure out why I was so worried.
I wasn't a worrier.
I was calm, collected, and even.
My hands found my phone and I called Dawson's parents.
"Hello, Leery residence," a sick voice answered the phone.
"Mr. Leery, it's Scarlett."
"Scarlett? What's wrong?"
"Pacey and Jen are stuck out in the storm and well...Dawson and Joey just went to get them," I blurted not sure how else to say it.
"What do you mean they went to get them? Now? In the middle of the storm?"
The image of his sickly body rising from the couch, searching for shoes and a jacket.
"Yes the manager here refused to go out so they...improvised…"
"We're on our way."
The phone went blank and I took a breath.
I was lost in my own and all I could think of was how much water Dason was currently surrounded by right now.
Of course he was going to be fine because he had to be.
He had to be.
I went into the club bathroom and turned on all of the facets.
Leaning back against the wall the light blurred my vision and my heart began to slow as the sound of the water became steady in my ears.
"Snap out of it Scarlett," I murmured, my words flooded by the sound of pouring water.
After calling all the other guardians and taking a breather I exited the bathroom.
"Is everyone's guardians and the coast guards notified?" Andy asked our group.
She had clearly spun into survival mode.
"Yep they should get here at any moment," Jack said.
We all took a deep breath and went silent for a moment, with the same thing on our minds.
"Scarlett," Gale called out coming towards me.
I hugged her.
"Any words on them?" she asked and we shook our heads.
"The radio connection is dead and now we're just waiting."
She looked as if she was going to pass out.
"My baby…"
"It'll be ok honey. Dawson is strong. Him and Pacey always make a good team," Mitch comforted.
I stood in silence caught in my own worry.
I wanted to be encouraging but, for some reason it was lacking inside of me.
My eyes began to tear a bit but, Gale's hand brought me back.
"Mitch is right. He'll be fine," she said earnestly doing her best to convince both of us and I nodded.
She hugged me again.
Not sure if it was for me, for her, or both.
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I turned as I heard the voices of joy from outside.
I just about ran to the door and pushed through, pausing as I caught a glimpse of Dawson's face.
I could feel my heart unclench as a smile filled his face when his parents approached him.
Jen, Pacey, and Joey all seemed to be ok.
My eyes began to pool and I was happy for the rain.
My body turned before I could stop it and went back inside.
$%&*^&%$! %#^*&%$#! %^^^%#$! #% (Dawson's POV)
I stepped off the boat and my parents immediately crowded me.
"Are you guys ok?" my mom questioned with worried eyes.
"We're fine mom."
"Oh, honey, oh. What you did was reckless, dangerous, and completely foolish," she continued and my dad wrapped an arm around her.
My dad placed a hand on my shoulder, "And we've never been more proud of you in our entire lives."
I smiled widely.
I could hear grams in the background and we turned.
"Come, come, Jennifer. Thank god. Thank god," she exclaimed.
"Oh. Wrong guy, Grams. It's Dawson you should be thanking," Jen answered.
"I know you'll forgive me for not expressing joy and relief at the sight of the gash on my boat's hull," Mr. Brooks jumped in.
I sighed and tried to look more guilty than I felt.
"Uh, I'm very sorry about that, sir."
His eyes got big, "Sorry? You're sorry? Well, the gash is still there, and sorry isn't gonna fix it. What else did you have in mind besides feckless regrets?"
"I have some money from the summer that I was saving for college," I started.
Grams stepped in front of me.
"Which is exactly what you will keep on doing. That boat is a thing. A replaceable thing. This young man risked his life to save my granddaughter, and the fact that you can't appreciate his courage explains to me why you've lived all alone all these years in that god forsaken house, and if I find out that you let him dip into hiscollege fund, I will personally kick your shriveled old butt."
We all stood in shock for a moment.
I smiled and turned towards my parents.
"Where's Scarlett," I asked and they looked around.
"I'm not sure. I thought she'd be the first out here. She was so worried."
I glanced around once more before heading inside.
I walked in and looked around in confusion.
A light bulb went off in my head and I went towards the women's bathroom.
I thought about knocking but, instead I pushed inside.
I smiled knowingly as I gazed at her before me.
She was leaning against the sink with all of the facets running, eyes closed, hair cascading around her face.
I approached her and her eyes flew open, straightening up.
"I almost die and you're in here running water? Thanks Scar," I joked and she was silent.
Her eyes wouldn't meet mine.
"Scar, I'm fine. Look I-owww!"
I grabbed my shoulder in pain as I tried to remedy the punch she just left.
"You're not allowed to run off into storms anymore."
"You encouraged me to go!" I exclaimed with furrowed eyebrows.
Finally her eyes met mine and she was in my arms.
I was taken off guard so it took a moment for my arms to tighten back.
"Thank you for not dying," she said and then let go wiping her eye.
"Are you crying?" I teased with a smile.
She wasn't a big crier. She avoided it at all cost.
"No, I'm fine. I'll meet you outside," she said turning around to face the sink.
I looked at her with a smirk for one more moment before exiting. .
I wasn't sure I should be worried about how much joy her tears brought me in this situation.
She came off like a rock but, reality was she was a giant marshmallow.
I walked outside to the trucks.
When I looked to the left I found Pacey and Joey in each other's arms.
"Just doesn't seem fair, does it?" I heard from behind me.
"what's that?" I inquired turning to face my dad.
He shrugged, "Well, you saved the day. You still don't get the girl. But maybe, just maybe you got something more important."
"how do you figure that?"
"Well, you had this moment. No matter where your life takes you, you can look back on it and know you did a great thing. That's something that all the girls and all the thank yous in the world can't replace."
I laughed and glanced past him at Scarlett who was walking towards us.
"I think I have something just as important as this moment," I clarified and he rose his eyebrow in curiosity.
"It's freezing out here," Scar said approaching us.
I smiled and took off the blanket around my shoulders and wrapped it around her.
"Dawson you are soaked from head to toe," she replied trying to give it back but I tugged it over her shoulders.
"And you're cold," I stated smiling.
She smiled back lightly. I opened the door and let her get in.
My dad smirked at me.
"You know son I think you did get the girl," he said winking.
I just rolled my eyes at him and shook my head jokingly.
He squeezed my shoulder laughing and got in the front seat.
I looked over a Scarlett again before climbing in and did my best not to let my dad's words go to my head.
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I lifted a large piece of wood and threw it in the dumpster. The yard was a mess and so we were pulling an intervention. I walked up to the pier to asses the damage. I turned to find an approaching Pacey.
He didn't say anything at first.
"Dawson... Uh, look, I wanted to come by and just—"
"Pacey, you don't owe me anything."
I wanted nothing from him. I was tired of being mad but, I wasn't done yet.
He sighed, "Please. You and I both know that what you did yesterday was—"
"Was exactly what you would have done," I finished.
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Trust me, you would have done exactly the same thing."
"Well, I certainly hope so, but... I just wanted to come by and say thank you."
"You're welcome."
I turned around to head back into the house.
"No, hold on a second."
His words halted my advances and I internally groaned. I faced him.
"That's not it. There's something else i wanted to say to you. Look, I know that things between you and I are pretty much beyond repair right now, and I wouldn't presume to be able to solve everything with a conversation because that's just not the way it works... But... "
He looked me in the eyes and I knew he was being sincere but, that didn't change anything.
"I've been wanting to tell you that I'm sorry, Dawson. I'm really sorry for the way everything went down this spring, for my part in it, and for the pain that it must have caused you, and... "
He took a deep sigh.
"I'm really sorry that I ruined our friendship because I miss it badly, and uh, however far off it may be, I do look forward to the day when you and I might be friends again. So, until then, I…" he trailed off looking at the water awkwardly.
"Until then," I replied and he looked up at me.
I wanted to go back before he broke my trust. I wanted my best friend back but, I wasn't so sure that could happen.
We stood there quietly for a moment.
"Hey Dawson! Hope you're not lounging around because we've got a lot of work to do and I don't plan on carrying your-" Scarlett joked as she neared us but, halted as she saw Pacey.
"...weight. Hey Pacey," she said lowering her voice significantly.
"Hey Scarlett," Pacey greeted back with a small smile.
"I'm just going to go-"
"No stay. I was just leaving," he interrupted and turning to walk away.
I picked up some branched and I could feel Scar's eyes.
"It was nothing," I said.
"I didn't say anything."
"You didn't have to. Now get to work," I responded laughing and she smiled that beautiful smile she always did.
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Done For Now. Until Next Time.
