What Time Can't Heal
Also known as...
(Yay, Joey's Dead)
Prologue
By: Carrie and stormluver
Disclaimers: We don't own Dawson's Creek, the characters or storylines. We own this fic. Nothing more, nothing less. (yet)
Spoilers: Must have seen season finale of 2nd season. Also, knowledge of Andie, Jack, Joey's father could help a little.
Rating: PG-13 so far, for language.
Carrie's Note: Joey is crooked, and I hate her. *L* This would be the reason she is...less than alive in this fanfic.
Pacey and Dawson (After Season Finale)
Pacey held Joey's lifeless body and yelled in fright. "How could you do
this Dawson, how could you?" His eyes were filled with tears and his heart
was pounding at fifty miles an hour. He was lost in confusion, holding one of his best
friends dead in his arms as another stood sobbing above him.
"I don't know what came over me" Dawson claimed in a blurred voice, muffled
by his own sobbing. He still swung around the gun he had used to shoot her.
"Joey said there were certain circumstances that love cannot overcome. And
that…. " He took a minute to wipe his eyes and take a breath. "And
that…from now on.. she didn't want to know me. I was heart broken.. and I
told her that no matter what she said I'd always lover her…. we started
arguing…. and I lost my temper now she is gone.. and its all my fault.
all my fault. Pacey I don't deserve to live.. I don't"
Pacey looked up at Dawson with hate in his watering eyes. Then he cradled
the corpse, his tears falling upon it. "Yes it is all your fault. Look what
you've done here Dawson. What the hell were you thinking? Joey is not only
your life long best friend, she is your companion, your first love."
His mind a blur, awash in thought and memories of the person who once
inhabited this body, ...Pacey slowly stood up, while still holding her, and
gave an ice-cold stare to Dawson as he walked past him reaching for the gun.
"Wait!" yelled Dawson red faced as he tightened his grip and continued sobbing so hard that he could hardly
breathe. "Where are you going? Where are you taking her? Are you going to
turn me in? Please Pacey, just wait. Let me think"
"THINK ABOUT WHAT??" Pacey yelled. "You've killed her. No matter how much
time you have to think, or how many solutions you go though. Joey will
still be dead." He turned around to look at him through blurry vision and then turned away. "If I were you, I'd leave before Bessie sees the gun in your hand. In fact, if I were you, I'd leave town."
He began to walk away, tears slipping over his cheeks.
"Pace, wait." He walked a little slower. "You aren't going to tell the police...please?"
"Dawson, I'm tellin' you this as a friend." He paused, his voice catching in his throat. "If you don't get the fuck out of here, I'm not going to have to tell them."