“Damnitt!” Dawson cursed to himself as he slammed the phone down. He sighed as he rested his head in his hands. Three weeks had gone by, and he still couldn’t get a hold of Joey.

“Still haven’t heard from her?” A voice asked from the doorway. Dawson looked up to see Todd standing in the doorway.

“Great, my day from hell is now complete,” Dawson groaned.

“Glad to see you too boss,” Todd said. “You know, it may be just me, but maybe this girl you’ve been trying to track down just don’t want to be found.”

“No, I know Joey. She’s going to try and put as much distance from me as possible now that…“ Todd looked at him knowingly and grinned. …“the situation between us has changed; again.”

“If you really love her mate, you need to let her have her space to figure things out.” Todd told him. “Especially when you two…hooked up while she was with your best friend there,” he reminded him. Dawson looked at Todd and shot him a look.

“I know, and now it’s a big mess,” Dawson said as he rubbed his face. “I mean, I never meant for that to happen between us; especially when she was with Pacey.” He looked down at his desk. “And I lost her phone number so I can’t call there. Plus, I wanna talk to her about this before talking to Pacey, and him living there with her…” he trailed off.

Just then, Dawson’s secretary walked up behind Todd and knocked on Dawson’s door. Both men looked over at her as she knocked.

“Sorry, I just wanted to remind you that you have a meeting with the editors…now.”

“Oh, I totally forgot!” Dawson said as he shot up from his chair and grabbed some papers before heading out the door.

“Yeah, you’ve been doing that a bloody hell of a lot lately,” Todd muttered as Dawson scrambled to gather papers from his desk.

“We’ll talk about this later,” Dawson said to Todd on his way out the door. “And I heard that,” he added. Todd grinned as he followed Dawson out of his office.

Two weeks later…

“Joe, we need those by five,” Elise said as she peeked her head into Joey’s office. Joey looked up . “Are you serious? Elise, I have four of these, and it’s already,” she looked down at her watch, “three!”

“I know, I’m sorry Jo; I know you haven’t been feeling well, and with Karen out all week you’ve had to pick up the slack….but you’ve been a big help,” she said.

“Yeah, tell that to my last dying brain cells,” Joey said. “And why such a rush in August anyhow?” she asked.

“I don’t know, I guess because the schools are all starting up, colleges included, and the authors wanna get their books finished before then,” Elise guessed. Joey sighed.

“Is everything ok with you and Pacey?” Elise asked. The question surprised her.

“Huh?” she asked. “No, everything’s…everything’s ok,” she said. But being such good friends with Elise, who she considered more her friend then boss, made it so Elise knew when something was bothering her.

“I’m letting you off the hook for right now, but as soon as this rush dies down, you and I missy are having a serious talk,” Elise warned. Joey smiled.

“Alright.”

“Now get back to work,” Elise said before heading back out. Joey smiled as she looked back down at her desk, trying to get back to work. Her eyes stopped at one of the pictures she had displayed on her desk. It was a picture of her and Dawson taken when they were fifteen or sixteen. He was carrying her on her back, both of them laughing, looking so happy.

Her smile was replaced with a sad expression as she tore her gaze from the picture, and focused on getting through the rest of the stories she still had to edit before going home.

Joey was greeted by the smell of food as she walked through the front door. She was surprised since she was the first to get home.

“What’s all this?” Joey asked as she put her things on the chair and walked over towards the kitchen.

Pacey turned around from the stove. “I thought I’d cook up some dinner; to try and make up for not spending as much time with you lately,” he explained.

Joey smiled.

“Here, try a bite,” Pacey offered as he walked towards her with a spoon full of food.

Just then, Joey felt as if she was going to be sick. She quickly held her hand up before running for the bathroom, leaving Pacey standing there looking confused.

Joey sat on the bathroom floor, leaning against the bathroom counter as she tried to get the nauseous feeling down.

She then heard a knock on the door. “Ah, Jo? You alright in there?” Pacey asked. She leaned over and flushed the toilet, then slowly got up from the floor.

“Yeah, uh, I’ll be out in a minute,” she said as she leaned over the sink and turned it on. She looked at her now pale reflection in the mirror. She then looked down at the running water and leaned over, splashing cold water on her face. She turned the water off and dried her face off with a towel, standing there for a few more minutes before leaving the bathroom.

As soon as Joey walked back out in the living room, Pacey walked over to her.

“You ok?” he asked as he rubbed his hand up and down her arm. Joey looked up and gave a small smile, nodding.

“I’m really sorry about dinner,” she said knowing she wouldn’t be able to eat tonight, not with her stomach being so upset.

“Don’t even worry about it,” Pacey said. “We can try for a romantic dinner some other night when you feeling better.”

“Thank you,” she said. “I think I’m just going to lie down for a while,” she told him.

“Alright. Sweet dreams,” he said.

“Thank you,” Joey replied, then slowly headed to her bedroom to get some much needed sleep.

Later that week…

Joey crawled back in bed, trying to get comfortable once more. Again she had awoke to the pleasant feeling of getting sick. All week she had been getting sick. She looked at the clock, 7:30am. She groaned as she buried her head under the pillow.

Pacey was already up, getting ready for work. Joey wasn’t expected in till nine this morning and she was looking forward to taking advantage to catching up on her sleep, hopefully getting rid of this bug she had picked up from the office.

Pacey walked into the room ten minutes later as Joey crawled back into bed for the third time this morning.

“How long are you going to keep this up before you finally go to the doctors?” Pacey asked as he leaned onto the doorframe.

“Ughhhh” Joey moaned from under the covers. “I feel like hell.”

“You sound like hell. Look, I want you to call in sick today and go see the doctors,” Pacey said as he walked over to the bed and sat next to her while holding his cup of coffee.

Joey unburied her head from the pillow and covers. “Pacey I can’t stay home. I have to go to work,” she said.

“Oh no you don’t. In fact, before I leave, I’m calling Elise for you and telling her you won’t be in today,”

“Pacey,” Joey said.

“Joey look at you. You got black circles under your eyes, your as pale as a ghost, and you wanna go to work?” he asked. “No, no, no, your staying home today, and you’re going to the nice doctors so they can give you lots of antibiotics to get rid of this nasty bug you’ve picked up,” he told her.

Joey looked at him. “I’m too sick to argue with you Pacey.”

“Good then it’s settled,” he said as he reached over on the night stand and took a sip of coffee. Joey watched as he took a sip.

“Oh no,” she said as she quickly got up and ran towards the bathroom once more. Pacey made a face as he listened to her throw up.

“Great. Just…great,” he said to himself as he looked down at his coffee, his appetite decreasing. A few minutes later, Joey dragged herself out of the bathroom once more.

“Look, will it make you feel better if I go to the doctors with you?” Pacey asked.

“Yes, actually I would. You can drive for me,” Joey said.

“Alright, but afterwards, I’m dropping you off at home, and I myself am going to work,” he said.

“Fine, Deal.”

“Jeez, what’s taking so long,” Joey asked impatiently.

“Oh I don’t know; maybe…their busy today?” Pacey said sarcastically, not looking up from an old magazine in the waiting room. Joey lightly hit him in his arm.

“Josephine Potter?” the nurse called out as she walked into the waiting room. Joey gave a small smile and stood up.

“Are you coming?” Joey asked. Pacey looked up from the magazine surprised.

“I figured I’d just sit out here reading my outdated magazines,” Pacey said. Joey rolled her eyes and grabbed his wrist.

“Come on,” she said as she dragged him with her.

Twenty minutes later, Pacey and Joey were sitting in the room waiting once more for the doctor to return with the results. They had taken blood and were running tests on it.

“I hate the doctors,” Joey mumbled.

“We’ll be out of here soon, just…relax,” he told her.

“And that shot hurt,” Joey complained as she looked at her right arm where she had had blood drawn from.

“Yeah, I don’t know why they drew blood,” Pacey said.

“I’m worried,” Joey said.

“I’m sure its nothing,” Pacey said just as the doctor came back in with a clip board in her hand. She sat down across from Joey and Pacey.

The doctor extended her hand towards Pacey then Joey. “Hi Joey.”

Joey shook her doctors hand and smiled. “Hi Dr. Ross.” The doctor smiled and looked down at her clip board for a moment, flipping the pages.

“Well Joey, I’ve looked over your chart, and I have a pretty good idea what’s wrong with you.”

“What is it?” Joey asked. “What’s wrong with me?”

“Well, the blood tests are already finished and have confirmed what I thought; Congratulations Joey, your pregnant!” Joey could have sworn she felt her heart stop. Out of all the things she could have guessed what was wrong with her, being pregnant was the last thing she could have guessed. She looked at Pacey who appeared to be just as shocked as she was.

“A-are you sure?” she asked.

“I‘m very sure. The results are right here,” the doctor motioned to the clipboard. She looked down at the papers. “Says here your about six weeks or so,” she explained. Joey knew as soon as the doctor told her she was pregnant that it was Dawson’s. They had been careless the night they spent together. She wanted to kick herself for being so careless... She quickly looked over at Pacey and could tell he was counting back.

“But…that’s impossible,” he spoke up at last. “Jo, you weren’t even here six weeks ago you were….” he stopped short as it hit him. “….in L.A.” he finished under his breath as he realized.

“Pacey,” Joey began as she put her hand on his shoulder. Reacting as if her touch was burning his skin, Pacey pulled away from her and stood up.

“I’ll be in the car,” he mumbled as he walked out of the doctors room, leaving Joey in the doctors room.

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