SOS by Glory, Girl Writer.pdf - Dawson's Creek Fandom Wiki
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Joey and Jack sat at one of the round tables, sharing a plate of vegetables and dip. "So," Jack said to her, munching on a green pepper strip, "I gather things are going well between you and Pacey." She blushed, thinking about the broken lamp. "Ah, apparently they're going very well," he chuckled. "I'm happy for you, Joey." "Well, I'm happy for you, too," she said, pointedly looking at Pete, who was dancing with Rebecca. "You seem settled and totally content." "I'm still a little skeptical about the idea of 'totally content,' but I'll admit, it's about as close as I've been." He took a sip of water, and Megan caught his eye as she breezed past. "I don't think the setup of Dawson and Rebecca went very well for him, though." "Why's that?" Joey picked at a couple of carrot curls. Jack held up one finger while he freed something from between his teeth with his tongue, and then he went on. "If you can believe this, Rebecca brought a friend back with her for the wedding, and it turns out that she knows Dawson, and I think they're actually doing some kind of weird mating dance." "Dawson and the friend?" "Yeah. Her name's Megan. From what I hear, he was giving one of his woe-is-me speeches at some party, and she just shot him out of the sky like the big old overinflated Goodyear blimp he is when he gets like that, and he hasn't been able to stop thinking about her ever since." Jack watched Joey's face for signs of discomfort that didn't come. Joey sighed. "I guess statistically it's pretty remarkable that it would turn out to be the same girl, but it's not hard for me to believe that Dawson could fall for a girl like that." "Why?" "Because he's one of those people," she said with a grin, "who, deep down in his heart, is smart enough to know that he badly needs somebody to tell him to shut up from time to time." "Do you suppose that he's a little short on his quota for that because you guys haven't been speaking?" Joey played with the edge of a napkin on the table. "I don't know. If that's the case, I'm happy that he found an acceptable substitute." She tried to smile. "Don't you think he misses you, too?" She watched Dawson, who seemed to be eyeing Pacey over by the punch bowl. He looked good in his navy suit, and he had finally found a haircut she didn't hate, and all in all, he looked a little like a guy who had come to this event hoping to impress someone.
But not me, she thought with a nostalgic twinge that wasn't regretful, just sort of dully aware. "I don't know if he misses me. I handled everything so badly that I'm not sure he sees it as such a loss, and frankly, I'm not sure if I really blame him." Jack reached over and took Joey's hand. "Have I ever told you I think you're a little hard on yourself?" "I'm just . . . I have regrets, you know? Not about where I am or anything, because I know I'm right where I'm supposed to be, but I feel like I've broken all of these rules. It's like somewhere, there's a giant scorecard that shows that I owe everybody so much for so many mistakes that I can't possibly make up for it." Joey stared over at Pacey, who looked just plain knock-you-over gorgeous in a charcoal suit she was sure was new. "I think that's the wrong approach, Joey. There's no scorecard with the people that love you. There's just you and them, every day, doing the best you can." He looked across the room at Pete, still dancing, and smiled. "At least that's the philosophy I operate on." Joey shook her head. "Intellectually, I know you're right," she said, "but I just did all of these things wrong. I messed things up with Pacey in the first place, and then I went to California, and then I was horrible to Dawson, and then I was horrible generally . . . " "You came back, though," Jack pointed out. "Whatever else happened, the fact remains that you came back here, to the person you really loved, and you did a lot of really difficult things to get yourself here. It's not wrong to mess up, it's just wrong not to be able to recover. Besides, you've made all these really remarkably good decisions since then . . . you left town completely and found your way, and now you seem completely different." She looked up at him and smiled hopefully. "I do?" He laughed. "Yes. I think that life away from the dramas of Capeside agrees with you." "Speaking of which," Joey said, raising one eyebrow, "where's my boss, anyway?" Jack waved one hand dismissively. "You're not gonna see him until you put him on the plane. I think Jen's occupying pretty much all of his free time until he leaves town. She put some kind of a whammy on the guy, because he's pretty much lost his mind." He nibbled on a radish, then made a face and put it down. "Speaking of which, is your boss going to have to face your impending departure soon?" "Why?" "Well, because of Pacey. I guess I assumed you guys would want to live closer together, now that you seem to have had this impassioned reunion." Joey tipped her head thoughtfully. "Yeah, I guess, but I have a job there, and he's between school years, so he could come to me, instead. I mean, I finally have a job I actually like, and Chris relies on me and everything, so I'd hate to leave." Her face darkened. "Do you think it's going to be a problem?"
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But not me, she thought with a nostalgic twinge that wasn't regretful, just sort of dully<br />
aware. "I don't know if he misses me. I handled everything so badly that I'm not sure he<br />
sees it as such a loss, and frankly, I'm not sure if I really blame him."<br />
Jack reached over and took Joey's hand. "Have I ever told you I think you're a little hard<br />
on yourself?"<br />
"I'm just . . . I have regrets, you know? Not about where I am or anything, because I<br />
know I'm right where I'm supposed to be, but I feel like I've broken all of these rules. It's<br />
like somewhere, there's a giant scorecard that shows that I owe everybody so much for<br />
so many mistakes that I can't possibly make up for it." Joey stared over at Pacey, who<br />
looked just plain knock-you-over gorgeous in a charcoal suit she was sure was new.<br />
"I think that's the wrong approach, Joey. There's no scorecard with the people that love<br />
you. There's just you and them, every day, doing the best you can." He looked across<br />
the room at Pete, still dancing, and smiled. "At least that's the philosophy I operate on."<br />
Joey shook her head. "Intellectually, I know you're right," she said, "but I just did all of<br />
these things wrong. I messed things up with Pacey in the first place, and then I went to<br />
California, and then I was horrible to Dawson, and then I was horrible generally . . . "<br />
"You came back, though," Jack pointed out. "Whatever else happened, the fact remains<br />
that you came back here, to the person you really loved, and you did a lot of really<br />
difficult things to get yourself here. It's not wrong to mess up, it's just wrong not to be<br />
able to recover. Besides, you've made all these really remarkably good decisions since<br />
then . . . you left town completely and found your way, and now you seem completely<br />
different."<br />
She looked up at him and smiled hopefully. "I do?"<br />
He laughed. "Yes. I think that life away from the dramas of Capeside agrees with you."<br />
"Speaking of which," Joey said, raising one eyebrow, "where's my boss, anyway?"<br />
Jack waved one hand dismissively. "You're not gonna see him until you put him on the<br />
plane. I think Jen's occupying pretty much all of his free time until he leaves town. She<br />
put some kind of a whammy on the guy, because he's pretty much lost his mind." He<br />
nibbled on a radish, then made a face and put it down. "Speaking of which, is your boss<br />
going to have to face your impending departure soon?"<br />
"Why?"<br />
"Well, because of Pacey. I guess I assumed you guys would want to live closer<br />
together, now that you seem to have had this impassioned reunion."<br />
Joey tipped her head thoughtfully. "Yeah, I guess, but I have a job there, and he's<br />
between school years, so he could come to me, instead. I mean, I finally have a job I<br />
actually like, and Chris relies on me and everything, so I'd hate to leave." Her face<br />
darkened. "Do you think it's going to be a problem?"
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