Andie awoke with a pounding headache. Her mouth tasted like she ate an old sock. She gagged trying to rid her mouth of the awful taste.I’m never drinking again, she thought to herself. Andie glanced around and saw that it was still dark.

“What time is it?” she asked aloud as she scratched her head groggily.

“It’s three a.m.,” a voice replied breaking the silence in the room.

Andie jumped out of her skin. She hadn’t realized anyone else was in the room with her. She clutched the blanket to herself as she realized what she was wearing, more like what she wasn’t wearing.

Andie gasped as she realized who was in the room with her.

“Dawson, what are you doing here?” Andie asked in surprise. She could dimly make out his shape in the moonlight filtering in through the window.

“Do you know that you talk in your sleep?” Dawson asked changing the subject.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Andie asked confused. Her headache was starting to subside.

“Pacey knows.”

“Oh my God!” Andie gasped and clasped her hand over her mouth. She pulled her self together before she spoke. “How did he find out?” Andie asked quietly.

“You told him. You talk in your sleep.” Dawson stated.

Andie remained silent at this last revelation. She tried to process what she had just heard. Pacey knew. Pacey knew what a horrible girlfriend she was. Andie started to cry. Dawson got up to comfort her.

He took her in his arms and held her. Andie felt terrible, she had blown it with the one guy she really cared for. Dawson pulled her closer and held her tight. Sobs racked her body as she contemplated what had been told to her. Finally, her tears subsided and she gazed up into Dawson’s eyes. His hazel ones gazed down at her with such love and compassion that a shiver ran through her body from the strength of it.

Dawson studied Andie’s face with such an intensity that it scared him. From her beautiful green eyes to her pink lucious lips every part of her awakening feelings in him that he could not comprehend.

Andie ran cautiously lifted her hand and brushed a stray strand of blonde hair away from his. She then lightly ran her fingers down the side of his face enjoying the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. Dawson let out low murmer and Andie gently continued her trail down his face, toward his neck, down his chest and back down.

Every part of Dawson’s being was screaming No! This was wrong and he couldn’t do this, but his body was not exactly listening to his brain at the moment. Dawson traced the outline of Andie’s jaw softly as if memorizing her, never letting his piercing gaze leave hers. Andie let out a soft moan as if in anticipation of what was to come. He then softly brushed his finger tips against her lips, before gently placing his lips on her lips.

Andie’s mouth opened slightly, giving Dawson the chance to probe her mouth open with his tongue and explore every crevice. Andie let out a low moan as she deepened the kiss. They slowly explored each others mouths. Dawson continued exploring Andie’s mouth at a leisurely pace All thoughts of Pacey flew from Andie’s mind as she continued to make out with Dawson. It was better than she ever imagined it would be and she never wanted it to end. Dawson finally pulled away breathlessly.

“We should not be doing this,” Dawson said before pulling Andie in for another kiss. This one a bit longer than the last one.

“I know.” Andie said and kissed him again. They fell back on the bed never letting their lips lose contact.

Joey awoke to find herself alone on the couch. It was dark and for a moment she had forgotten where she was. Oh God did her head hurt. This was all too much for her to handle. She shakily climbed to her feet and headed toward the kitchen. She served herself a glass of water and pulled out a chair. She had no idea what possessed her to drink so much. At least now the headache was starting to go away.

From her spot in the kitchen she could hear the chirping of the crickets outside and the cool breeze wafting in from the window was alluring. She clumsily stood up on her feet and opened the back door. The smell of the pine combined with soft breeze made Joey feel so comfortable and at ease. She opened the screen door and headed onto the back porch. She sat down on the back steps letting her back lean against the railing and closed her eyes.

She heard a noise coming from the direction of the porch swing she turned and was startled to see a figure sitting there. In the dim moonlight she was able to make out Pacey’s figure. She went and sat next to him.

“Hey, mind if I keep you company?” She asked quietly. He turned to her startled to see her.

“Oh, its you.”

“Jeez, try to hold back your enthusiasm.” Joey said cracking a smile. When Pacey didn’t reply with some smart aleck remark, Joey looked at him quizzically. “You okay?” She asked cautiously.

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. Can’t you see? Everything is just perfect.” Pacey said his voice dripping with sarcasm, keeping his back to her the whole time.

Joey was shocked at his outburst. She gently placed a hand on his shoulder. “What happened Pacey?” She whispered.

“Nothing. Anyway, why the hell should you care?” Pacey said angrily shrugging off her hand.

Joey bit her tongue from saying something back. Pacey was her friend, sort of and she could see that something was seriously wrong. She carefully chose her words before speaking.

“Because deep down a part of me does care about you Pace. I know that sometimes I don’t show you how much I value your friendship, but I do. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I take your friendship for granted and right now I would really appreciate it if you would talk to me. I mean its me, ‘Little Joey Potter from across the creek’, maybe I can help.” Joey paused trying to get some response from Pacey. He just sat there in silence. Joey took this as her cue to leave. As she rose to go, Pacey spoke.

“I seriously doubt that you can help me, but the sentiment was nice.” Joey sat back down next to him.

“What’s wrong? Is it Andie, if it is I’ll slug her for you, I’ve been known to have a pretty mean right hook. Just don’t tell Jack I said that.” Joey said playfully using Pacey’s words from earlier and gently nudging his shoulder. She froze when Pacey didn’t say anything.

“Is it Andie?” Joey whispered cautiously.

Pacey nodded his head yes.

“What happened?”

“She kissed Dawson.” Pacey said his voice not revealing any emotion.

Joey took in a sharp breath contemplating what Pacey had said. This was all to unreal, she could never imagine Dawson doing something like this. “When?”

“In the car when they went to get Jen’s medication.”

Joey wrapped her arms around her knees not knowing what to say. “Well, maybe it was just a mistake.” Joey added helpfully.

“I’ve been trying to tell myself that to, but it just doesn’t add up. If it was a mistake why couldn’t she just tell me?”

“Maybe she was just confused. Look at what happened when I kissed Jack.”

“Yeah, you broke up with Dawson.” Pacey said bitterly.

“Okay, maybe that was a bad example.” Joey said and laid her head on her knees. They stood there in silence. “Did you tell her about our kiss?” Joey asked.

"No,”

“Well, she probably felt nothing like we did,” Joey said lying through her teeth, if Andie felt anything like Joey felt when she kissed Pacey, bye-bye Pacey it was nice knowing you.

Pacey shook his head no. “So you see you have nothing to worry about.” Joey said with false cheerfulness.

“I hope your right.”

Andie breathlessly pulled away from Dawson. Dawson gazed at her in wonder. His hair was dishevelled and his lips were swollen with her kisses. He had just made out with his best friend’s girlfriend, how big of a jerk can he be?

Andie stared at him with amusement written across her face. He looked so cute with his hair mussed up and man, could he kiss. This whole moment was to surreal to her.

“What’s happening Andie?” Dawson whispered in her ear. It sent shivers up and down her spine.

“I don’t know Dawson. I know this is wrong, but-”

“You just don’t want to stop,” Dawson said completing her sentence. “ I know the feeling.” Dawson said with a small grin. He pushed a stray strand of hair away from her face and gazed into her eyes.

“I honestly don’t know Dawson. I don’t want to think of the consequences now or how many people we are hurting. I just want to do what feels right, now,”

“And that is?” Dawson asked questioningly.

“Kiss you.” Andie said and rose her lips up to meet his. They kissed slowly and thoroughly, before breaking apart.

“I think, I can handle that.” Dawson replied with a small grin and kissed her again. Both of them kissed, never wanting the night to end which would bring the morning and questions which they didn’t want to answer.

Pacey and Joey sat in a comfortable silence neither saying anything. Joey lazedly drummed her fingers along the arm rest of the porch swing. This was ridiculous here she was sitting next to her second best friend in the world and she had no idea what to say. She let out an exasperated sigh and leaned her head back. This had to be the longest night of her life.

“Hey, Pacey.”

“Hmm?” He mumbled from his seat next to her he had his eyes close and was starting to doze off.

“Doesn’t this feel like one of those nights thats never going to end. Its like, you close your eyes and fall alseep and when you wake up instead of morning its still that same night.”

Pacey gave her a strange look.

Joey blushed embarressed. “Forget it never mind.” Pacey went back to thinking. Joey groaned inwardly, God was she such a dork sometimes.

“Joey?” Pacey said interrupting her thoughts.

“Yeah,”

Pacey paused before speaking, unsure if he should ask the question. “Does it bother you that Andie kissed Dawson, I mean because you two have this long tortured history?”

Joey thought about the question before answering. “To tell you the truth it really doesn’t bother me.”

“Your kidding me right, you wanted to kill Jen when Dawson was going out with her. Does this mean your over Dawson?”

“I don’t think I could ever be competely over Dawson. He’s such an important part of my life that part of me will always love him. He’s my best friend and my first love, but now I just want him to be my best friend, the one that I run to tell all my problems and all my important news. When we were going out we lost that, he couldn’t be my boyfriend and my best friend at the same time. There is just some things that you tell your best friend and not your boyfriend. It just complicated things between us.”

“Well, it sounds like you gave that alot of thought.”

Joey smiled at this compliment. “Well, I always think about this life altering decisions that I made and I hope its for the best.”

“I’m sure it is.”

“And if its not?”

“Well... then.... I guess.... Your screwed.” Pacey said with an impish grin. Joey playfully hit him on the shoulder.

“You know what? I guess I am.” Joey said with a shrug of her shoulders and leaned her head against Pacey’s shoulder. They both started laughing.

“Do you think we’ll be able to make it to sunrise?” Joey asked.

“Don’t know, we could try,”

“I’d like that,”

“So would I.”

Joey shivered she was wearing a pair of shorts and a thin t-shirt. She wrapped her arms around herself and rocked her body back and forth.

“Hey, you cold?” Pacey asked and wrapped his arms around her.

“What do you think your doing?” Joey asked immedietly freezing up.

“I’m just trying to keep you warm, in a purely platonic way of course. Why can’t resist my manly charms? I know its hard, but Joey please try to contain yourself.” Pacey replied with a big grin.

Joey stuck out her tongue and moved closer to him. She definately didn’t feel cold anymore, if anything it was to hot now. She didn’t know what it was about Pacey that made her heart race and caused her IQ to slump. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him again. He had surprising skill.

“Wow, you really are cold. You have goosebumps,” Pacey said as he softly ran his fingers up and down Joey’s arm causing her to shiver more.

Joey’s heart was pounding so loudly she was surprised Pacey couldn’t here it.She felt faint and light headed all at the same time. She hated the fact that she had no control over these emotions it made her want to scream. Especially now with Pacey sitting so close and touching her she couldn’t put together one coherent thought.

Pacey gently ran his fingers up and down Joey’s arm enjoying the soft, cool feel of her skin. Pacey had no idea how far they were going to take this, but so far Joey wasn’t objecting. He lowered his head and softly started kissing her neck. Joey closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the feel of Pacey’s soft, tantalizing kisses.

She lowered her mouth to meet his. Joey let out a soft moan as Pacey began a thorough exploration of her mouth. She had no idea what she was doing, but this felt so right. Pacey gently lowered her down on to the swing never letting their bodies and mouths lose contact.

Jack vomited inside the garbage can by his bed again. His head hurt and the damn room wouldn’t stop spinning. He collapsed on his back on his bed and let out a sigh. As long as he lived he would never take another drink again. He would never even look at a bottle of liquer again. A soft knock on the door caused Jack to slowly lift his head off his pillow.

“Come in,” He whispered hoarsely.

The door slowly opened to reveal Abby. Jack let out a groan and plopped his head back down again.

“Jack are you awake?” She whispered.

“Go away,” Jack mumbled and placed a pillow over his head. Abby closed the door and sat down on his bed.

“This is not away Abby,” Jack complains.

“God, I just wanted to see if your ok,” Abby said exaperated. Jack searched her face for some ulterier motive and found none.

“I’m fine Abby,” Jack said his tone softening, “You can go now.” Abby made no move to leave.

“Can I ask you something Jack?” Abby asked.

“What is it Abby?” Jack said a bit annoyed he still wasn’t feeling to good.

“Well, uh-” She was interrupted by Jack’s vomiting.

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