I sort of do a Christmas-themed DC fic every year around this time. So I just thought I'd post this year's right here. Hope you like it.
White Christmas

Disclaimer: Dawson, Joey, Pacey, Audrey, and all the rest are the property of Kevin Williamson and the WB.

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Dawson/Joey, what else. There may be some Pacey/Audrey too, though.

Spoilers: Everything up until 'Merry Mayham'
Want me to let you in on a little secret?

I love Christmas.

Now, don’t get me wrong…I’m hardly the unending hopeful I once was, so don’t start thinking that I’m giddy about holidays. My Birthday? A certain encounter with a cake on my 16th has made me weary of it. Valentines Day? The most romantic day of the year causes me to mope endlessly over past romances. Though I still like Halloween, death and spirits don’t feel as ‘fun’ anymore once you’ve lived with real ones.

But Christmas? I still love it.

Maybe it’s something in the air? A magical feeling that touches the ground with the snow. For a few days, everyone forgets what’s happened throughout the rest of the year. People who would ordinarily greet you with a sneer instead greet you with a cheery smile, and a ‘merry Christmas’. The cynics repress their true nature, the outcasts and the jocks shake hands, and the recluses go next door to their neighbor’s Christmas parties.

It’s almost as if, during the Christmas season, everyone suddenly sees the world the way that I see it.

Believe me, it couldn’t come at a better time. In the past year or so, my life has been turned literally upside-down. My father dies, and I get fired from my dream job. I get involved with my first girlfriend again on a whim, only to realize that she was only with me so we could both feel better about our lives. I gain a friendship with a fellow filmmaker, only to lose it again once we were so close to realizing our dreams. I finally reach the place I’ve always wanted to be since I was a little boy…only to realize that the reality is a lot harsher than the myth. Then of course, there one more thing. What you ask?

What else? Joey.

This year, Joey Potter and I finally took our relationship…or lack thereof…to the next level. The love of my life told me that she felt about me the exact same way I felt about her. Then, three months later, we finally slept together. Suddenly, every single dream I ever had was coming true. I was a filmmaker, I was living my dream, and I had Joey…my best friend and soulmate, by my side. I loved her, and she loved me. It was perfect.

But like everything good that happens in my life, it soon came tumbling down.

You see, that’s another thing I like about Christmas. It helps you put things in perspective. Helps you see what really matters in life, and lets you work things out. Especially this year, though I had to crawl on my hands and knees to…

Hold on…I’m getting ahead of myself. Where do I begin?

Well, it all started a few days before Christmas. Audrey’s rant, coupled with Natasha’s leaving, helped put a lot of things into perspective. Me and Joey talked a bit, after avoiding each for weeks. We came to an understanding, I guess. It felt like old times, just the two of use standing on the docks. Looking over across the snow-covered Creek.

And that’s where our story begins…

To Be Continued...

Like it? Hate it? Just let me know.

I'm going to try and have part 1 done later today.