Guess Who's Coming to Dinner by: Holly and Jenny
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Disclaimer: n. A denial or renunciation, as of responsibility. Yes, it's true! In real life tv we are not
responsible for the actions of Dawson, Joey, Jen,
Pacey, Andie, or even (shudder) Abby or Jack. That
means when they start screwing up their lives you
can't blame us-- you can only blame Kevin Williamson,
and were not him! (Hey, wait...do I have to put a
disclaimer or this definition? I don't own this
definition--it belongs to Webster's dictionary!) We don't own the songs or artists who sing them, either.
Authors Note: Hello Wonderful People of
Dawsons Creek Fan Fiction Land! Yes, I am in a good
mood, very unusual for me around the holidays,
because my wonderful co-author and best friend ever,
Jenny, bought me a DC magazine, Fanatics guide to DC
and Heather Nova's cd (you know, the lady who sang
the song when Dawson and Joey were going on their
first date and last week when evil Jack and Joey were
holding hands.) She knows me so well.
Anyway our stories are reaching a turning
point right now. Since we are out of school this
week for the holidays and we don't have to worry
about evil pre-calc and geometry tests (if by some
odd twist of fate Mr. Krynicki, you ever read this--
circles are almost as evil as assesments!) we've come
up with what we think are some really cool creative
ideas. Let us know what you think. We really
appreciate the feedback we've been getting. Keep it
coming! And now that I'm done rambling about a bunch
of stuff none of you care about at all--on with the
story. (P.S. This goes kind of fast and gets a
little confusing, if you have any questions email
us.) BTW- This is a very personal story to me for
many reasons so if you send us email saying you hate
it please say it nicely, okay? Thanks. Holly
Rating: Hmm. PG13..maybe R?
One question: Where the hell did the motorboat come from!?
SUMMARY: All I can say is Tamara returns with
bad consequences for her, Pacey, and Andie. Very bad
consequences. Meanwhile.. have you ever
thought..Jack and Deputy Dougie Boy--a couple?
Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
"Okay, see now, I can explain this, Andie.."
Andie made an odd face at Pacey, making him wish he had some pepper spray on him.
"God, Pacey. I knew we were having some
problems, but I never thought you would cheat on me!
After I forgave you for invading my privacy about the
Prozac. I mean you told me that you were sleeping
with this woman before I came to Capeside, but now
your rekindling this romance!?" She paused for a
second, to catch her breath. Pacey tried to move
toward her and put his arms around her. She pushed
him away. Andie began to pace back in forth in front of him.
"You know what I should do?" she said in a
strange strangled voice. "I should tell the
police..yeah, the police, Pacey," she said as he
looked up. "What your doing is a felony. God, oh my
god, I can't breathe...Doug's always at out house
anyway hanging out with Jack. I should have him cart
your precious little "Tammy" off!" she screamed. She
sat down face in her hands, crying and choking on her
words. Pacey knelt down in front of her.
"Look, Andie. I'm sorry. It's not like I
still love her exactly.." he trailed off. She looked
up at him, now more hurt than angry.
"Exactly," She whispered. "Exactly!" she said
louder. She got up towards the door."C'mon Andie, where are you going!?"
"Home! Paris! The L'arc de Triomphe! Anywhere
away from you." She turned around and looked at him
evenly. "You're a cheater, and a liar and you have real problems!"
Her hand was on the doorknob when he called
back to her "Yeah, well, talk about problems and
skeletons in the closet, Miss I'm-on-Prozac-because-I-can't-deal-with-my-life! At least I'm sane enough
that I've never had to be hospitalized!" Andie took
in a sharp breath. She felt a stab of pain in her
heart. She glanced back only once to see his
immeadeatly remorseful face before she fled the
house, tears streaming down her face.
"Shit!" said Pacey. "Andie, wait!" he called
after her, running out the door to see her gray Saab
already pulling out the driveway. "Dammit," he
muttered to himself. He'd give her some time to chill and then go find her.
Andie looked into the mirror in her bathroom.
What she saw was disgusting to her. "I'm crazy," she
said to herself. "How could I ever think that someone
could love a person like me?" Her eyes were red and
swollen, her nose running, her hair a tangled mess.
No wonder her was cheating on her with that woman.
Andie looked down at the pills that she held in her
hand. The Prozac. Like it was supposed to be some
magic cure all. Like after she took it no one would
label her or her mother crazy. Like she wouldn't be
depressed. Like maybe for once in her life she would
actually be okay. She laughed to herself.
Nothing was a cure all. If anyone knew that
it was her. Moving hadn't helped. Neither had a
boyfriend. And in her opinion the medication did
nothing for her. Her therapist kept saying to just
give it more time. Andie almost had to laugh aloud
at that one. More time. How much more. Until she
couldn't function in college? Until she couldn't get
a job? Until she ended up like her mother?
Andie thought back to how all this had
started. It was the day after she had talked to Joey
at the playground and she had come home to see Pacey
holding her most gaurded secret--Her Prozac. After
she had calmed down she had told him about her
depression and the therapy. He had been so
understanding. And then the next day they were just
standing in the bookshelves of Capesides only
bookstore when things had begun to go really wrong...
FLASHBACK TO 1 DAY EARLIER "Okay, check this one out. 'The Sexual
Theoretics of an Evolving Mankind.' Or this one
'Vacancies of Human Morals in the Age of Sexual
Revolution.' God, could these people make anything
sound so boring? It's like telling people chocolate
tastes bad. " Pacey flipped through the pages ofanother book.
"Get your mind out of the gutter Pacey. We're
here to find a book on population growth--not how the
population grows." Pacey dropped the book he was
holding and put his muscular arms around his girlfriend.
"But maybe we should include that in our
report--along with personal investigation into the subject." Andie grinned.
"What--child rearing? Is that the subject you
were talking about, Honey?" She turned around so she
could face him and widened her grin. "In that
case--let's do it. That's a terrific idea! Let's
have a kid. That way we can actually LIVE thestatistics!" Pacey smiled at her.
"Ha ha. You think you are just SO smart don't you, little miss?"
"Uh, huh," she nodded bringing her face
towards his. They met in an explosive kiss.
"You like to torture me, dont you?"
"It's my favorite extra curricular activity."
She took his hand and led him into the social sciences bookshelves.
"So, about this dinner party at Dawson's?
Whose all coming?" Andie asked as she thumbed through
a thick book with no pictures that Pacey could see.
He gently ripped the book out of her hand and
replaced it with the one he had been looking at--nice
and thin, almost all pictures. Andie made a little noise of disapproval.
"Let's see," said Pacey. "Joey, obviously. And
Bessie, I think Mrs. Leery wants to cheer her up."
Andie looked up from the thick book she had retrieved from the shelves.
"Cheer her up? Why what's wrong with her?"
"Didn't you hear?" asked Pacey.
"No, what?" They were headed toward the cashier now, Andie
carrying three thick books and Pacey toting two small
ones-- one on population the other on sexual
techniques. Andie looked at the books he set on the
counter. She gave him a look that clearly said 'I
don't think so, buddy.' The sales clerk, a lady far
into her 60's gave them a LOOK through her horn
rimmed glasses as she caught a glimpse of the book
Pacey had set on the counter. Andie gave a little laugh, somewhat strangled.
"Gee," she said. "Now how did that ger there?
Were only sixteen, much, much, much too young to be
reading such innapropriate material." The lady's look
only got more disaproving as Andie rambled on.
"Okay, Andie. That's enough now," said
Pacey,taking her by the arm and steering her outside.
"Thanks for the books,' he said holding up the bag to the store lady.
"I am so mortified,' Andie sat down on a
bench, her face bright red. "I am so dumping you as
soon as I find an acceptable replacement!" Pacey
grinned and sat next to her. "What! Dump Officer Pacey? You wouldn't!"
"Oh, really? And why not? " She asked kidding with him.
"Because I am such a studly male specimen."
"Okay ,if you say so. Anyway, tell me about
Bessie! I haven't talked to Joey in awhile."
Pacey scratched his head. "Tell me about it.
No one except Dawson ever talks to Jo anymore. He
MUST be getting some horizontal action--" Pacey cutoff when he saw Andie's look. "Right, I know. Talk about Bessie. Bodie left her. You know her--"
"Boyfriend? Oh, yeah. I guess I did know
about that. Joey mentioned that to me the last time
we talked. I hadn't realized it was public knowledge."
"Are you kidding? This is Capeside. How
people vote is public knowledge. Anyway, it's really
rough. I never imagined Bodie such a jerk, he even
took Joey's rowboat with him, so Dawson has been
jetting over to pick her up every night in that
snazzy motorboat his parents got him to cheer him up
when they started to fight more. (Hey if Kevin
Williamson isn't going to explain the mysterious
appearance of the damn motorboat then I guess it's up to us!)
"Poor Bessie.""Yeah," Andie snuggled up to Pacey. He put his
arm around her. Pacey coughed. He stuttered a
little. "Andie--I-well I just want you to know I
would never hurt you like that." She smiled up at him.
"I know." there was a moment of silence between the two.
"So..who else is coming?"
"Hmm. Joey, Bessie..you, me, Doug," Pacey made
a face. "I have absolutely NO idea why he was
invited, Jack as you know, Jen, and Mrs. Ryan, as
well as Dawson's cousin from Iowa. He and his
parents are moving here, but they sent out Bill to
stay with the Leery's so he could get used to it. So
he's staying at D's for a few. Oh, and Mr. Leery's
new playmate." Andie looked confused."Playmate?"
"Dawson's parents, according to him, are
having this open marriage thing which neither him or
his mom are to happy about. Apparently Mr. Leery is
bringing his new girlfriend to dinner. Mrs. Leery is
pissed, but D says she doesn't want to make a stink
about it since Bill is staying with them."
"And I thought I had a dysfunctional family."MEANWHILE
"Dawson! Dawson Leery! We were supposed to
BE at the airport like twenty minutes ago!" Joey
Potter tapped her foot impatiently as she stood at
the bottom of her boyfriend's houses steps, inside
the front door. She looked over at Jen who was
accompanying them to the airport to pick up Bill.
Joey thoughy the poor girl could use an outing. she
really hadn't been talking much to anyone since hergrandfather had died.
"I have no idea what is keeping that boy." She
smiled at Jen, who half smiled back.
"So how are things between you two lately?" Jen looked knowing.
"Stop giving me that look. I know what your
thinking and no, it hasn't happened--yet."
"Yet?" Joey blushed furiously.
"Mmm-- okay." She turned and grinned at Jen.
"I've been dying to tell someone. Our one month
anniversary is in a couple of days and I thought then I'd tell Dawson--"
"Tell Dawson what?" She was interrupted by her
boyfriends voice as he galloped down the stairs.
"Exactly how late you are making us," Joey
said covering up what she had just said.
"I know, I know. I couldn't find the keys to
the Mitchmobile." He picked up his wallet on the
table by the door and they headed outside to the jeep.
"So where were they?" asked Joey.
"On the keyrack?" Dawson started the car,
glancing sheepishly to his girlfriend sitting up
front with him. The radio was playing London Rain by
Heather Nova (I just love that song! Go buy the cd, it's awesome!)
I'm coming home to you
I'm alive, I'm a mess
I can't wait to get home to you
To get warm and undressed
There've been changes beyond my dreams
Everybody wants me to sing
There've been changes beyond my grasp
Things I'm sinking in
So keep me in your bed all day
Nothing heals me like you do.
And when somebody knows you so well
Well, there's no comfort like that
And when somebody needs you
Well there's no drug like that
So keep me in your bed all day
Nothing heals me like you do
And when I'm home, curled in your arms
And I'm safe again
I'll close my eyes and sleep
To the sound of London Rain
So keep me in your bed all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like London Rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london Rain
Nothing heals me like you do
~Heather Nova Ž© 1998
"You bafoon.""Oh, yeah. I'm feeling the love now." Dawson said. Joey glanced back at Jen worriedly.
"Can you believe a smart, usually somewhat
reasonable girl like me managed to fall in love with this guy?" Jen just smiled.
"Yeah, well as I recall you were the one who
got a crush on me first Miss. No-Dawson-I-Am-Not-Getting-a-Thang-for-You," Dawson said, trying to get
Jen to laugh, which he succeeded in. Joey crossed
her arms, pretending to be mad.
"Just see how far you get with that attitude,
Speilburg Junior." Joey and Dawson continued to
bicker playfully throughout the long drive and jen
even managed a few cracks. Joey noticed a vast improvement in her mood.
The trio walked to Bill's gate just as the
plane taxied down the runway.
"Thank God were not late," Dawson said, one
arm around Joey and the other around Jen.
"Don't thank God Dawson. Thank the fog." Joey
stated. Just then a handsome guy of about 16 years,
with red hair and freckles stepped out of theterminal.
"Hey, there's Bill."Dawson said. "Over herBill!" He called out.
Jen's gaw dropped as she gazed at the guy--6'2
at least, chisled features, broad chest, and easy
grin. "That's your dorky cousin Bill?" she whisperedto Dawson. He shrugged.
"Guess he grew a little....."
"A little?"asked Joey. " I think I'm with the
wrong Leery." Dawson looked at her funny. "Just
kidding honey,' she reassured him. Then she leaned
back and waved her hand in front of her face at Jen
and mouthed 'HOT". Jen grinned.
"Bill!" Said Dawson. He put his arm around
him. "this is my girlfriend joey."
Bill shook her hand and said " Your a very
lucky man, cuz." However, in reality, his gaze was
transfixed upon Jen. Joey spoke up.
"And this is Jen Lindley, our friend, and your
next door neighbor for the next week or two." Bill
seemed entranced as did Jen and Joey could literallysee the sparks flying.
"Isn't this cute?" She whispered to Dawson.
"Huh?' He asked puzzled. "Isn't what cute?"Joey rolled her eyes.
"Honey can I have a quarter?""For what?" Asked Dawson.
"To call your eye doctor and ask him aboutyour condition."
"What ARE you talking about?"
"You know--your inablility to see things right
in front of you. They may have corrective lenses forthat."
LATER THAT NIGHT AT THE PARTY6pm
Pacey, Andie, and Jack had arrived at the
Leery's early to help out. Andie, who was wearing a
navy blue dress that skimmed her kness with blue
butterfly clips in her hair, was delegated along with
Pacey to setting out hors d'orves. Pacey had on
khaki's and a t-shirt that looked like a tuxedo.
Andie had looked at him disapprovingly when he had
picked her and Jack up. Jack, claiming to
practically BE Martha Stewart had went to help Mrs.Leery in the kitchen.
"So, when is Doug getting here?" asked Andie
as she set down a tray of cheese and crackers. Pacey
set down his tray of crab puffs.
"As soon as he gets off duty. I begged him
not to come, but he can't pass up the chance to
humiliate me." Andie rubbed Pacey's shoulders.
"It'll be okay. Maybe he can talk to Jack.
Didn't you say he loves Barbara Striesand.."
"ANDIE!" The call came from upstairs. "HELP!""Is that Joey?"
"I think so." "I better go see what's wrong. Take over,
slave." She headed up the stairs, Pacey's eyesfollowing her.
"Joey?" Andie called out. "Where are you?"
She looked around the upstairs hallway.
"In Dawson's room!" Came the answer. Andie
opened the door to see Joey standing by the bed, her
arms stuck inside a dress, that seemed to be on
backward, wearing a puzzled expression on her face.
"What ARE you doing?" asked Andie, laughingout loud.
"Oh, yeah. This is funny! Ha ha. Help me!
Don't just stand there laughing!" Andie ran over tojoey's side.
"What happened?""I'm not used to these girly clothes. I'm
telling you--it's a conspiracy! Dawson went to help
Bill with his tie, so I could change..and.." Joey
struggled around in her dress. Andie kept laughing.
Finally the girls straightened out the dress and
Andie helped joey with her hair and make up. There
was a sudden knock at the door just as the girls werefinishing up.
"It's Dawson. Can I come in? Everyone decent?"
"Yeah, come see your girlfriend!" Called Andie.
"Which one?" Dawson joked as he opened the
bedroom door. His jaw visibally dropped when he saw
joey. She was wearing a spagetti strapped short
black dress, her hair curled and clipped up onto her
head, and just enough make up to bring out herbeautiful facial figures.
"MY God! Jo, you look amazing." He went overand put his arms around her.
"You don't look half bad yourself," she said,
noticing his jeans and blue sports jacket. "Verysexy."
Andie looked between the two. "Which I will
take as my cue to excuse myself to go to thebathroom." she said bemused.
6:21 pmThe doorbell rang.
"Pacey, honey." Mrs. Leery looked very
nervous. " I think that may be Mitch's new, um,
friend. And since he isn't home from buying dessert
yet, I really, I can't.." she looke as though she wasgoing to cry.
"No problem,Mrs. Leery," said Pacey. He put
his hand on her shoulder as a comforting gesture. "Igot it."
Pacey leaped toward the door, filled with
dislike for whomever this woman was. What kind of
tramp would do this to a lady like Mrs. Leery? He
opened the door, determined to at least be civil.
The woman turned around. His jaw dropped."Tammy?" He whispered.
"Hello, Pacey."Do you like out cliffhanger of sorts? Do you
like our story? Do you like the plots? Do you like
Jack? (No, nevermind the last one.) Please, Please
Please send us feedback at Partyoffive@rocketmail.com
and we will be eternally grateful! Thank you so much
to my little sister Madelyn for her input. I loveyou, dear.
What will happen next? Why is Tamara dating
Mitch? And what will Pacey do? And Andie? Whose
going to hook up, whose going to break up? (Gee this
is fun. Kevin Williamson must get power rushes like
this ALL the time!) Stay tuned for the nextinstallment to find out!
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