| What Becomes of the Broken Hearted by Kimber Category: Pacey/Andie Author�s Note: This is a sequel story to my previous attempt at a P/A fic, entitled �Return to Me�. I advise you to check that out, posted here at Capeside Diaries. This story comes into play 14 years after the first, and without reading RtM, you really might find yourself quite confused. I even had to reread it just to be sure on details. As usual, the characters that belong to DC aren�t mine, but the few made up characters (Jeff, Vartan, Catie & Mitchell, and of course Mera) are. Dedication: To all of those kind-hearted people who wrote me after reading Return to Me, asking �will there be a sequel?� and begging for one to be written. I simply felt that Mera McPhee�s story was not finished, and needed to be told. This story also came to be following TNN�s showing of the old DC episodes � which renewed my love of the Pacey/Andie pairing. And seeing the wonderful episode �Reunited�. One Last Thing: �What Becomes of the Broken Hearted� is taken from the song title of the same name, sung (originally?) by Jimmy Ruffin, and written by Paul Riser, James Dean & William Weatherspoon. Truly a grand song and seemingly fitting. �I am not a child anymore, Pacey. You can�t just expect me to stay one forever, you know.� Pacey sighed as he eyed the 16-year-old girl before him. Her intense blue eyes were settled on his, the brows raised in a slight bemused gesture. She was not backing down. �Yes, I realize that,� he replied, fighting to control his voice. �But in the eyes of the law � as well as mine � you are still a minor. And as such, I do have a right to make your decisions.� Mera McPhee gave an exasperated sigh, and rolled her eyes. �Pacey! You are being totally impractical. I�m telling you I want to go on a date with this guy � not marry him or run away together.� �Ah yes my dear,� he replied. �Maybe not just yet. But give the boy time. Before I know it, one simple date will turn into impure thoughts and then the two of you will be running off to Vegas to say �I do� before the eyes of Elvis, and�� Mera couldn�t help but laugh. No matter how angry she was about whatever � Pacey could always make her laugh. It was like a talent he had, something she remembered about him growing up. He could always take the most intense, most frightening situations and turn them into something laughable. �Ah-ha! See, see? You are already plotting this travesty. That little laugh of yours�� �Hey � how can I ever run away with him if we don�t get that first date?� Mera asked, pseudo-mockingly. Pacey winked at her. �My point exactly.� When he saw the look of discontentment cross her face, he quickly added, �I mean, I don�t even know who this boy is, what his name happens to be�� �Vartan. Vartan O�Reilly. He�s 16, too, his dad�� ��is Rick O�Reilly?� Pacey supplied. If so, things were not in his favour. He knew Rick, who was a friend of his brother Doug�s. Both men were on the Capeside Police squad, and � much as he hated to admit it � damn good cops at that. �Yeah,� Mera replied, her tone changing. �Does Doug know him?� Pacey nodded, grumbling as he did so. Rock and his son had recently moved to Capeside after his wife�s death. The two lived on the water, a small home not far from his own. Though somehow, between his own job, Mera�s busy life, and the time he tried to spend away from his genetic family � Pacey had only met Rick once, never his son. �So � is it okay? Is Vartan alright by your standards, seeing as though Doug�d never be friends with anyone shady or anything�� �Mera � it�s not a question of this boy�s safety level. Boys his age are all the same � they all have one thing on their mind, and will do and say anything to get it.� Mera snorted. �You don�t know Vartan, though.� �No, but I once was him.� �Yeah, and my mother�s parents let you date her.� As soon as the words left her mouth, Mera regretted them. She had known her entire life about her mother�s life � and death. Pacey wasn�t her real father, but after her mother�s death, she had come to live with him here in Capeside. She had been 2 at the time. She was curious about her past, and her mother�s short 23 years of life. But even though Pacey often liberally spoke of Andrea McPhee � Mera had learned to judge his moods. She knew that her mother had dated Pacey in their teenage years, but they had broken up shortly before graduation. Her mother had then moved away, and the two had lost contact. That was until five years later, when he had run into her in Providence. Her sick mother had asked Pacey then to look after her daughter if anything were to happen. And it did. Mera had virtually no idea on her father � if she even had one. Pacey never openly spoke about him, and the few times she had brought it up, Pacey had gone silent and closed up like a clam. Mera just made her own mind up. She had decided her father had left before she was born, not wanting a child. That her mother had dealt with this because she always knew that her true love would return. And he had. Mera knew her mother had been in love with Pacey Witter. She had entrusted to him her most valuable possession � her daughter. So on this Thursday evening, when Mera was caught in a teen-angst fueled argument with Pacey � she had spoken without thought. |
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