First off I would like to apologize for my lengthy time away from this fic. I have had some personal issues that have kept me from writing as much as I would like. Recently I have been reinspired to write by a truely gifted friend of mine...thank you. Now I would like to thank so many of you for leaving reviews and personally sending me messages asking for more. This update is short...but it is just the beginning hopefully. I think I have found my muse again...so there should be more forthcoming. Thank you again to everyone for all your support. Leave me a line and let me know what you think!
She sat down and once again looked over the tranquility of the creek. She was here again, hoping that the creek would pacify her racing mind. Over the years she'd pondered many decisions right from this very spot. Tonight's outcome was easier than most nights, after all she had already made up her mind.
She heard the familiar creek of the screen door and smiled softly. Her attention remained on the slow waves that rolled across the water. She felt the gentle footsteps vibrate across the dock, knowing that her visitor was drawing nearer. She didn't have to turn around, she knew who it was.
"Can't sleep?" Dawson asked her as he sat beside her.
"No." her answer was soft and simple.
He sat in silence just enjoying the view. Content with sitting in silence.
"What about you, what's got you up so late?" Joey said. She pushed her hair behind her ear and glanced over towards Dawson. The familiar act alone caused Dawson to smile.
"Still stuck on West Coast time." Joey nodded in understanding. They once again returned to their state of silence for a few moments.
"So are we gonna finally have the conversation?" She asked quietly.
"What conversation would that be?" Dawson asked, he wasn't completely clueless as he appeared to be. He knew what she was talking about, he wasn't sure if now was the right time to start that conversation. She didn't answer him, instead she just gave him that look, there was no escaping now. He was definitely going to have to head down this road.
"Alright, how come you have to know everything that's going on?" Dawson smirked.
"Because for the last two weeks you have been holding back. I can see it written all over your face. Dawson you can't hide the fact that you're disappointed."
"I never said I was disappointed," he cut in grabbing her hand softly. He wanted her to know that he was still there for her. "I'm just at a loss for words, you and I were so close for so long. I would have never thought that you and I would have actually faded into those occasional phone calls and cards at the holidays." He paused and gently squeezed her hand. "I don't blame you at all. I need you to understand that. But when did we just become these casual friends who barely talk, I just never thought that would really happen to us. The thing is, there was a time when I was the first person you would've shared something like this with, now… well now I feel like I wasn't there for you when you needed me." He paused for a moment and slowly turned her face with is free hand so he was looking her directly in the eye. "I won't deny the fact that it hurts to realize that you and I have slipped that far. Joey, tell me how to rectify this! I want to be your friend again. Maybe not your best friend, but something ... something more than the guy you send an occasional e-mail to. I want us to be Dawson and Joey again."
Her initial silence gave him grounds for concern. Then something changed in her eyes, maybe it wasn't completely gone, that magical connection they shared. She was talking to him without saying a word. Her alluring lopsided smile was all he needed. Although when she did finally vocalize her response it was gladly welcomed.
"I'd like that too Dawson." She spoke tenderly.
That's it... next update is alreadyalready in progress...can't wait to get it done!