Joey sat at the head of the table, the skirt of her wedding dress spread around her in the reception hall. A piece of half eaten wedding cake sat in front of her, her appetite nearly non-existent as she watched Pacey on the dance floor. He held the flower girl, his niece Rebecca, in his arms, dancing her through the other scattered couples. Joey chuckled quietly to herself as he dipped the little girl almost to the floor, her high pitched giggles drifting through the room.

Jen moved to sit beside Joey and smiled at her, "Congratulations."

"Thanks," Joey flushed faintly, having been caught staring at her husband. She poked at the cake with her fork, "It went well, didn't it?"

Jen smirked, "Yeah. Very well. You know, the whole crying thing probably made it more believable to everyone else," she said as she looked out at the dance floor at Pacey.

"What crying thing? There was no crying." Joey shook her head, "I didn't cry."

Jen rolled her eyes, "Oh really? So your eyebrows were raining?"

"I wasn't crying."

"Yes you were. Look, it's okay, you know? I mean, if you were, it's completely understandable."

"Well, I wasn't. I've got no reason to cry while getting married to Pacey." She shrugged a bare shoulder, "Nope, I was most certainly not crying at all."

"I think I may go dance with my husband. You know, I don't want to stand too close to you seeing as you might be struck dead by lightening."

Joey stuck out her tongue, "I hope he steps on your toes."

She shook her head, "He never has before."

"Damn."

Pacey walked back to Joey and sat next to her, breathing a little heavy, "That Rebecca, she's a handful." He noticed Joey's look, "What's wrong?"

"Jen's being obnoxious, that's all." She leaned against him, her head on his shoulder. "Be wary, I may be struck down by lightning any minute now."

"Awww, aren't you two cute?" Jen smirked from Joey's other side.

Pacey waved her away, "Go away. Leave her alone. It's her wedding day and you are not allowed to pick on her."

"Yeah," Joey pouted at her friend. "Be nice."

Jen smiled, "Fine. Fine."

"Go dance with Mike," Joey nudged Jen away, "I want my husband to myself for a few minutes."

Jen smiled, "Okay."

Pacey smirked, "What was that about?"

"Nothing," She shook her head, "I just wanted her to go away for awhile. She has these ideas about us..."

Pacey chuckled, "Doesn't everyone." He looked at the dance floor, "Come on, let's dance."

She laughed, "Are you kidding me? I remember what it's like to dance with you."

He bit the inside of her mouth, "Dance with me or you don't get your honeymoon surprise."

Her gaze slid down to the front of his trousers. "That surprise better not be what I think it is."

He leered at her, "You wish. Now get up and join me."

She rose with a very put upon sigh, "Will our ribcages be touching?

He bit the inside of his mouth, "Woman, I will drag you kicking and screaming to the dance floor if you don't quit complaining."

"Keep your voice down, Pace." She grinned innocently at him, "People will think you don't love me."

He took her hand, "Yeah yeah yeah."

"We should have a song," she said contemplatively, as the stepped onto the dance floor.

He smiled, "We should, shouldn't we." He wrapped both arms around her waist, as her arms wrapped around his neck. "What do you think our song should be," he asked as they slowly swayed to the music.

"I'm not picky," she tilted her head to the side, "This one works for me, since it's our first dance as a married couple."

"Nah, this song is too cheesy for us."

She smirked, "You'd probably want something like Hotel California."

He shook his head, "Not for our wedding song." He was quiet, "What about 'Turn My Head' by Live? I always loved that song."

"How does it go?"

He started thinking, "You know, it really doesn't apply. It's more of an 'angry' song."

"Hmm," she toyed with the hairs at the nape of his neck absently, "What about Beloved Wife by Natalie Merchant?" She suggested. "It's actually kinda depressing, never mind."

He sighed, "Hmmm, what about..." he closed his eyes, "you have to stop doing that."

"Doing what?" She arched a confused eyebrow.

"The fingers...my neck. Stop."

"Oh," her eyes flashed with hurt, but it was gone so quickly he thought maybe he imagined it. "Sorry."

"No...I mean...it's not that it was bothering me. It was...it was just hard for me to think with you doing that."

She nodded, "I understand."

"So, can you think of any songs?"

"Ready for Love," she admitted. "I can't seem to get it out of my head lately."

He furrowed his brow, "I don't think I know that song."

"It's by India Arie," she frowned when he continued to give her a blank look. "It goes, I am ready for love, why are you hiding from me," she sang softly. "I'd quickly give my freedom to be held in your captivity. I am ready for love...all of the joy and the pain..."

He cleared his throat, "Sounds beautiful. But...isn't that a little too romantic for our...situation?"

She avoided his eyes, "It's all I could think of. And generally when a couple chooses a song, it's a romantic one."

He nodded, "Yeah...I suppose. I'm not saying it's a bad song...but, you know..." he paused when the music changed and he looked over at the DJ and saw Jen smiling with her arms folded over her chest, "Remind me to kill Jen."

Joey's eyes fell closed as the music washed over her. "Are you sure we can't just get a whole new set of friends?"

He brushed his lips over the top of her ear, "This is a good song. And as for the new friends...I'm all for it if you are."

She couldn't suppress a shiver. "I think she's been reading too many romance novels lately," she murmured, resting her head against his shoulder.

He nuzzled her head with his nose, "But maybe everyone else thinks this song is appropriate for us."

"Oh, I'm sure they do," she looked over his shoulder to see several of their guests watching them. Turning her head, she settled it on his shoulder so that her face was against his neck, her warm breath cascading over the skin. "They're watching us," she whispered.

"They who?" he asked as he closed his eyes. He moved his hands over her back, feeling her shiver slightly in his arms.

"Family. Friends," she answered softly, her lashes fluttering against his neck.

"Mmm, are they still here?"

"Who?" she whispered.



Jack sidled up to Jen, with a smirk. "Still think it'll take 'em six months?"

Jen smirked, "No. I'm thinking they won't last the night now."

"I don't think they'll make it out of the church." He held out a hand to her, "May I have this dance?"

She gave a simple nod, "Yes you may."

He led her to the dance floor, eyeing Pacey and Joey as he pulled Jen into his arms. "Why did they break up again?"

Jen shook her head, "I don't think they remember why they broke up, you expect me to?"

He smiled, "Great song choice, by the way."

She smiled innocently, "Why, whatever do you mean?"


When love is truly right
It lives from year to year
It changes as it goes
And on the way it grows
But it never disappears

After all these stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall
And after all that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me
After all

Always just beyond my touch
You know I needed you so much
After all, what else is living for?

After all that stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've rescued from the fall
And after all that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me
After all