Dawson's Creek Valentines Day Fanfiction
(Events take place after the Sex She Wrote Ep.)


Disclaimer: Dawson , Joey , Andie, Pacey and everyone else from Dawson's Creek don't belong to me! They belong to the greatest guy in television Kevin Williamson. Who seems to inhabit my head because some of the things these people do are SO me!!!! So anyways Kevin I adore you! You are like THE greatest!!! Please don't sue me!!
Author's Notes: Okay so this drivel is the product of an overdose of cheesy liftime movies of Valentines Day 1999!! I know it sucks but u can still send me feedback telling me that!! Please!!!! *S* jcsh@trinidad.net
And now without further ado , I give you : Hearts and Blankets.

"So what now?" Jen asked as Dawson leaned over to retrieve the videotape from the VCR. "Anything but that again!" Pacey piped up from where he was seated in Dawson's directors' chair. "As much as I dislike agreeing with the cretin I have to here. That movie was absolute drivel! The characters were trite, the lead actress couldn't act she sounded like she wasn't sure how her lines were supposed to be said and the plot was so predictable!" Joey complained.
"Alright so now that we're all in agreement that "She's all that" was not all that, what do you guys wanna watch? "You've got Mail" or "Message in a Bottle"?" Dawson asked holding up two tapes as Joey and Pacey groaned at his pun. Just then the phone rang and Dawson placed the cassettes on his bed leaning over to reach for the cordless phone, which sat on his desk. "Hello? Oh hey dad. How are things?" The conversation continued for a few minutes before Dawson hung up the phone to find the others had already put on a new movie. He shrugged and settled back into his seat when the phone rang once again. He rolled his eyes. "What did you forget dad?" He answered the phone.
"Dawson? It's me Jack. Listen I need to speak to Andie." The strained voice on the other end said. Dawson was a bit taken aback, but the urgency in Jack's voice prevented him from replying so he just mutely handed it to Andie with a confused expression.
"Hello?" She said into the receiver. She listened for a few minutes her face becoming paler by the second. Pacey came up and put a concerned arm around her waist as her knees started to buckle. "Okay I'll be right there." She said a few minutes later, putting the phone down on the desk and sinking into the chair.
"What is it?" Dawson asked. Andie bit her lip.
"Andie?" Pacey queried crouching next to her chair. "My mom was in a car accident. She's at the hospital in the ICU. They're not sure she's gonna make it." She said in a monotone a vapid look in her eyes.
"Oh my god Andie, I'm so" Jen started to say but Andie wasn't listening.
"Pacey will you drive me?" Andie asked sounding childlike and helpless. "Of course." He said accepting the keys from her and the gang trooped down the stairs.


The ride to the hospital was silent with everyone glancing worriedly at Andie who hadn't uttered a word since asking Pacey to drive her. Once they parked Joey, Dawson and Jen entered the hospital to give Andie and Pacey a minute alone. Pacey leaned over and touched her shoulder. "Hey McPhee you okay?" He asked when she remained seated and silent for a few minutes.
Andie sighed and then nodded mutely burying her face in his shoulder when he pulled her into his arms. He just held her silently for a few minutes before she pulled away. "Yeah. I'm going to be fine Pacey. Come on lets go check on my mom." She said pushing down on the door handle and put a foot out of the car but was stopped when Pacey tugged on her hand. "You sure of that McPhee?" He asked.
"Yeah Pace." She said with a wan smile.

They entered the hospital side by side and found the others waiting for them near the front desk. Andie leaned over and inquired of the red haired receptionist where her mother was. "That's McPhee with a Ph." She specified.
"I'm getting a reading for an Andrea McPhee in the ICU, cubicle six." The receptionist said reading off her monitor. "But they won't let all of you in at the same time." She called after the retreating forms of the quintet.
"Thanks!" Dawson called over his shoulder.

"Jack!" Andie called spotting her brother seated with his back against a cream wall his head in his hands.
"Andie." He replied getting up and composing himself immediately. "I didn't think you'd get here so soon." He said enfolding her in a tight hug.
"Well you know Pacey's a maniac of a driver!" She said with an affectionate smile at her boyfriend once she had pulled out of the hug.
Her gaze shifted to the many walls of glassed in cubicles to their left. "How's mom doing?" She asked all trace of levity erased from her voice.
"I don't know the doctors really haven't told me much just that her chances aren't good." He said and Pacey slipped an arm around Andie's waist. "Have you tried to contact Dad?" She asked Jack.
"Actually I was kinda hoping you would." He said giving her a look. Andie sighed.
"You're eventually gonna hafta talk to him ya know Jack." She told him.
"Eventually, Andie." He acknowledged stressing the first word. She was about to pursue this when the doctor came up.

"Jack McPhee?" he asked. Jack nodded.
"That's me." "Duncan Mulcahey." He introduced sticking out a hand and using the other hand to brush a lock of unruly auburn hair out of his face. "This is my sister Andie." Jack offered when Andie stepped forward to stand next to him.
"Is your dad here kids?" The man asked glancing around the hallway.
"He lives in Rhode Island and neither my brother nor I have found the time to call him. Why is there something you need consent for?" Andie asked a little worriedly.
"No it's just that I'd've preferred to speak to someone a little older that's all." The doctor replied in a reassuring tone of voice.
"I assure you doctor whatever it is they can handle it." Pacey said placing an arm around Andie's waist. The doctor arched an eyebrow at him but said nothing, returning his attention to the chart he held in his hands.
"Well kids your mom was banged up pretty bad in the accident. She was hit head on by a drunk driver who swerved into her lane. As you know she's in the ICU and she's in a coma. I hate to say it but the longer she stays in it the worse her chances of recovering are. Normally the visitors would be restricted to family members only but it's been proven that people in comas tend to recover faster if there is lots of outside stimuli so if you could think of anyone who might help it'd be really great." He informed them.
"Excuse me." Dr. Mulcahey said when his beeper went off. He leaned over pulling it off the waistband of his O.R. scrubs. "I'm sorry I have to go. Remember what I said about outside stimuli." He said already halfway down the corridor.

"Do you want to go in first?" Jack asked his sister.
"Actually Jack why don't you go in first and I'll go find Andie a phone so she can call your father." Pacey said.
"Sure." Jack said grateful he didn't have to deal with his dad just then.
"I'll go get you guys some coffee." Jen said noticing the time on the clock at the end of the hall above the nurses' station.
"I'll come with you." Dawson said walking after her. Joey shrugged and reluctantly followed Dawson and Jen down the hall.

Joey snorted in disgust walking the hospital hallways, which were littered with red construction paper hearts. God could this holiday be any cheesier!?! She thought rolling her eyes at an overly large red heart trimmed with white lace pinned to a bulletin board proclaiming a valentines dance the hospital was hosting.
She continued to walk down the corridor perusing the signs on the bulletin boards making derisive comments about most of them in her head. Looking up all of a sudden she realized she'd lost Dawson and Jen. Damnit! She thought gazing around noticing that there were at least three halls that branched off the one she was on.

Crap! She walked back up the corridor and turned down the first hall she came to. It wasn't until she was almost at the end of the hall that she noticed the sign that certified this was the Oncology Ward. She winced as the memories of this place came flooding back. Her mother weak and pale lying in a hospital bed looking so tiny and fragile next to the sterile white sheets and frightening machinery calling out for her dad. And then she heard a low whimper emanate from a room on her left.
Glancing across the hall through the open door of a room she saw a woman of about thirty-five her red hair lying limp on the pillow, her cheeks sunken yet her blue eyes retained the spark of life. A spark that had dimmed in her own mother's eyes when she had found out about her husband's infidelity much more than the disease had dimmed it.
She watched as the woman whimpered again and started towards the room when a man with dark brown hair appeared at her side, his hazel eyes filled with concern. He spoke to her in tones of comfort soothing her aches with a press of a button, quieting her fears with a reassuring touch pulling her lithe frame into his arms allaying both their fears in that one soft embrace.
Joey watched and bitter tears sprang to her eyes. Why did her dad have to let her mom down like that? How could he have abandoned her like that when all she needed was his love? It just wasn't fair! Life wasn't fair! She thought staring at the couple in the room. So transfixed was she that she jumped a mile when a hand came down to rest on her shoulder.

"Oh Jesus Dawson! Don't do that!" She exclaimed spinning around her eyes wide.
"Sorry Jo. I called your name from down the hall but I don't think you heard me." He said apologetically following the direction her gaze had been drawn to. She noticed and immediately went on the defensive.
"Oh really. You think I didn't hear you?" She asked sarcastically, arching her eyebrows and folding her arms across her sweater.
But Dawson didn't reply. He knew her defense mechanisms too well. "C'mon let's go back upstairs Jen's probably gotten back there with the coffee and everyone's probably wondering where we are." He said draping an arm around her shoulders, which she didn't shrug off and leading her back down the corridor.

"So dad should be here in a while." Andie was explaining to Jack when Joey and Dawson walked up a few minutes later.
"Why don't you go home and get some stuff for Andie and your mom." Pacey suggested to Jack.
"That's not a bad idea. A few familiar things might help your mom wake up." Jen suggested.
"Sure. Anything in particular you want aside from a change of clothes Andie?" Jack asked.
Andie shook her head. "Okay then. Why don't you guys come along and I'll drop you off." Jack suggested to Dawson and Joey who looked uncertainly at Pacey and Andie who nodded.
"Go on get out of here." Pacey said gesturing grandly towards the elevators.
Dawson shrugged. "If you say so." He said ignoring Pacey's questioning look at the arm he still had around Joey.

"Aren't you getting out too Jen?" Dawson asked after he and Joey had climbed out of the back seat of Jack's red camaro.
"No. I'm gonna go with Jack to help him pick out some things to take back for Andie and his mom." She explained from the front passenger seat.
"Okay, well bye." He said joining Joey who was standing on the front lawn.
"So Jo you wanna come up and finish our romantic movie marathon?" Dawson asked hopefully.
"Sure why not I'm dressed for it anyways." She said tugging at the black part of her gray and white sweater. Dawson smiled and led the way into the house and up to his room.


"Special Delivery for Andrea McPhee!" Pacey said knocking at the door to the hospital cubicle with a beribboned heart shaped box of chocolates. Andie smiled.
"Pacey! Thank you." She said reaching for the box, which he withdrew from her grasp.
"They aren't for you!" He said going over to the other chair on the other side of the bed. "They're for your mom!" He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world placing it on the side of the bed. "Here ya go Mrs. McPhee." He said patting her hand.
Andie smiled at him. "Hear that mom! You're getting valentines day presents from MY boyfriend while I'm getting zilch!" She said a sorrowful look entering her eyes when she took in her mom's unmoving appearance. Pacey noticed and reached into the bag he had brought with him withdrawing a larger heart shaped box and a single long stemmed rose, which he presented to her earning himself a knowing smile and a kiss on the cheek.

"Waddya say we deviate from the romance comedies for a while and regress?" Dawson suggested holding up his copy of ET. Joey responded to his proposal with an affirmative nod and a smile.
"Anything is better than those cheesy movies you make me watch every year Dawson." She teased and he pretended to look offended while he slid the tape into the VCR. They settled back into their customary positions on his bed watching the movie as they had done so many times before since they were little kids.
Joey pushed her hair behind her ears and shifted positions tucking her foot underneath her leg catching Dawson's furtive glance in her direction but ignored it. Five minutes later she caught him looking at her again. She caught his eye and he turned back to the TV screen.

"Hey McPhee what do you think of this one? Is he a keeper?" Pacey asked from the doorway holding up a puppy with big floppy ears holding a pink heart. Andie looked up at him tears streaking her face. "Hey whatsa matter McPhee?" He asked pulling her to him.
"What if..." Andie hiccuped as Pacey eased them into a chair pulling her onto his lap.
"Hey, shhhhh, no what ifs! Your mom's gonna make it through this. She's a strong lady." He said stroking the hair back form her cheeks. "Like her daughter." He added catching a stray tear on his thumb procuring a wan smile. "You okay?" He asked tenderly. She sighed and rested her head in the crook of his neck nodding. Picking up the puppy idly she laughed.
"Congratulations it's a girl?" She asked with a hint of laughter in her voice. "Hey it's a hospital!" He exclaimed in his defense while she chuckled lightly.

Dawson cast a sideways glance at Joey out of the corner of his eye for the fifth time in as many minutes.
"Just say it Dawson!" She said finally in annoyance.
"What?" He asked feigning innocence.
"Whatever it is that's on your mind that keeps you glancing over at me every ten seconds!" She said with aggravation.
"Are you okay?" He asks finally concern evident in his voice.
"Yes! I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be fine?" She asked defensively.
"Because of that couple you saw in the oncology ward..." He trailed off under her withering gaze.
"I'm fine Dawson." She said tightly before turning her attention back to the TV screen.
They resumed watching the movie in silence for a few minutes before Joey burst out: "Why couldn't he have been there for her like that?! Why'd he have to leave her when she needed him the most? Why couldn't he have set aside his own selfish reasons and just been there for her when she needed him?!" She cried tears brimming in her eyes. "It just wasn't fair to her! Or to us! How could he be such an immature jerk to abandon us like that?" She asked as the tears spilled onto her cheeks.
Dawson drew her into his arms rocking her gently and softly stroking her hair whispering soothing words into her ear as she clung to him tightly, sobbing into his Green plaid shirt. After a while her sobs quieted and she lay spent in his arms. He gently wiped the remainder of her tears from her face with the pad of his thumb. Dawson lightly placed a kiss on her forehead then one on each cheek and then Joey leaned up and pressed her lips lightly to his.
For a minute Dawson kissed her back with as much ardor as he had put into their first kiss suddenly broke it off.
"What?" She asked breathlessly.
"What's this all about Jo? Is it because it's Valentines Day and you don't wanna be alone or because you got reminded of your mom and wanted some comfort or is this for us? Are you ready to be an us again? Or are you going to go running scared again in three weeks because you need space? Tell me now because I don't think I could handle losing you for a second time Joey. It was hard enough the first time!" Dawson told her.
"Can you promise me you're not gonna leave again?" He asked and she remained silent. A silence that seemed to draw out for an eternity before Dawson nodded. "Thought so." He said grimly pushing himself off the bed and storming down the stairs. He got as far as the front porch before he realized it was his house. He dropped into the chair and folded his arms sulkily, watching the snow, which had begun to lightly fall.
"Hey Jack!" Pacey cried running up to him. "Listen man your sister's really stressing here so could you sit with your mom for a bit while we go get some dinner?" Pacey asked hopefully.
"Sure." Jack said with a shrug following him back up the hall. The two boys stuck their heads into the glass cubicle.
"Hey Andie c'mon we're blowing this joint." Pacey announced.
"What?" Andie asked confusedly, rising from her chair.
"Jack, your brother, remember him? He's gonna sit with your mom while we go get some dinner." He explained grasping her hand.
"Jack are you sure you don't mind. Dad's gonna be here soon, Do you really want to face him alone?" Andie queried.
"Yeah. I'm gonna hafta face him eventually it might as well be today." He said with a resigned smile. She hesitated a moment looking back at her mom before following Pacey out of the room, laying a hand on Jack's arm and smiling at him at the door prior to exiting.
Pacey and Andie took the elevator down to the ground floor and Pacey led the way down the long twisting corridors till they came to a part of the building made totally of glass. Andie looked surprised at finding this structure but Pacey merely pulled open one of the glass and chrome doors gesturing grandly for her to enter.
She gave him a suspicious glance but complied with his unspoken instructions stepping onto the path glancing around at the foliage. All of which carried no pollen, she noticed brushing past a fern. About fifty yards away from the door the path took a turn and then branched off in two directions. Pacey led her down the left path the one that led closer to the glass walls.
Taking another turn and walking about fifteen feet more they found themselves face to face with a man made waterfall of rock and shoal with a small pool with goldfish swimming around in it. And a few feet away from the waterfall just out of range of the spray on the thick green grass lay a red and white checked cloth with two long white tapered candles in the center. A bouquet of red and white roses sat next to them along with two champagne glasses and two metal covered dishes.
"Oh Pacey!" She exclaimed in awe at how beautiful it all looked. He grinned widely and spread his arms.
"It was nothing." He said offhandishly with a mischievous smile.
"How did you do all this?" She queried.
"All of this is courtesy of the Port Charles General Hospital gift shop." He confessed with a laugh.
"It's beautiful." She said with a smile.
"Not as beautiful as you babe." He said attempting a Bogart imitation as he seated her on the cloth. She smirked at his antics and spread her napkin as he lifted the covers on both their meals. They both stared at the food on their plates, Pacey picking up his fork and carefully prodding at a glob of something cream.
"You want to hazard a guess as to what this is?" He asked spearing what appeared to be some kind of meat with his fork and watching as it flapped as he lifted it from the plate. "Because I've got no clue." He said looking at it strangely.
"Where'd you get this?" She asked with a laugh poking at something green in a corner of the plate.
"I swiped it off a hospital cart." He admitted sheepishly.
"Never had you pegged for being a cheapskate Mr. Witter. I guess I'm just gonna have to go find someone else to have dinner with." Andie said with a twinkle in her eye rising off the blanket.
"I'm afraid you can't do that Ms. McPhee because you see you're all mine this evening." He said with a wolfish grin pulling her down to him and placing soft kisses all over her face before finally coming to rest on her lips.
Finally they broke apart for want of air and Pacey leaned back on his elbows watching Andie as she stretched out on the blanket. "Don't get too comfortable there McPhee." He warned climbing up off the blanket and walking over to a clump of bushes from behind which he produced a C.D. player. Pressing a knob the preset song began to play.
"May I have this dance?" He asked extending an arm towards her.
"I thought you didn't dance." She said with a smile.
"Well I'm beginning to reconsider." He said wrapping his arms tighter around her waist.
"I get to hold a beautiful girl in my arms really, really close for four to five minutes. It's not such a bad past time." He said leaning down and whispered "Happy Valentines Day Andie." Before his lips captured hers in a sweet kiss.
Joey got up off Dawson's bed her decision made. She stopped in the hall on her way down stairs to grab a blanket out of the linen closest. Making her way through the living room she pulled open the screen door to the porch and stepped out to find Dawson sitting as he had when he first came down.
Walking over to him she held the blanket out like a peace offering and he sighed and accepted it patting the seat next to him and wrapping the blanket around them both once she sat down. They sat in silence for a few minutes before he spoke. "Listen Jo, I'm sorry for how I acted just now. I was out of line with that ultimatum and I had no right to push you for an answer like that." He apologized
"No Dawson you were right. When I broke up with you I was running scared. I was scared that if we got any closer that I wouldn't be able to find myself again and when you left me I'd be nothing but a shell because you eventually would because I'm who I am. No one ever sticks around once they love me." She explained. "I was afraid that we'd get so close and then when we broke up I'd be right back where I started. Alone. And this time I'd have nothing to fall back on because I'd've lost my best friend as well. And I can't do that Dawson! I can't! You've been the most important person in my life since my mom died and I can't lose you too! I thought that maybe if we were just friends that maybe I wouldn't lose you. You wouldn't leave…."
Dawson silenced her with two fingers on her mouth which were replaced seconds later by his lips that took Joey by surprise. The kiss was long and slow , tentative at first , each not sure of the other but as the seconds tick by it grew deeper, more passionate. Their arms wrap around each other his hands running through her hair.
Finally Dawson pulls back and places a soft kiss on her forehead. "Listen Jo, some things are fated to disappear into time, but others, others are strong enough to last throughout. You and me, we're of the latter group. It's gonna be you and me forever. I'm right here and I'm not leaving you Joey. Not now, not ever, I promise you that." He whispered into her ear.
Joey looked up at him with fear and uncertainty showing in her eyes. "Besides," Dawson said with a grin. "I just remembered how the wedding ended." He told her watching her expression go from confused to curious. "We saved each other that night. That night and every other time we needed to be saved the other was always there. And we lived happily ever after." He added with a peter pan grin that made Joey laugh as she leaned in and their lips met in a tender kiss. "Happy Valentines Joey." He whispered against her lips. "Happy Valentines Dawson." She returned.