Today as is my 23rd Birthday (April 4th) so as a Birthday present to myself and to all of you here is my new chapter! Enjoy!

Love,
Erin aka Roswell 10/2/00
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Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psycho somatic addict insane.
Come play my game.
Inhale inhale you're the victim.
Come play my game.~Prodigy
Chapter Thirty
"Cut that’s enough for today." Dawson said as he turned off his camera. "So what time should we be here tomorrow?" Pacey asked as he looked at Dawson. "I want all of Blackwell’s workers, and singers here tomorrow to go over the opening scene." Dawson sighed as he looked over his notes.
"Ok see you then Dawson." Joey said as she and everyone started to gather their things.
Dawson then went up to Isabel "hey Isabel I heard what happened. I am so sorry. Look if it makes you feel better I decided to put Todd on editing. This way you won't be around each other and Michael will replace his part." Dawson said as he smiled at her.
Word had gotten to Dawson through the grape vine as to what happened to Isabel so he decided this would be the best decision for everyone working on the film especially for Isabel.
"Thanks Dawson you really didn't have to but I appreciate it." Isabel said as she slightly smiled as Dawson patted her on the back.
"If you need any thing let me know." He said before walking over to Max and Liz. "So are you guys ready to start?" Dawson said looking at them.
"Yeah let’s get this over with." Max said as he looked over his script before putting it down.
Max and Liz then walked over to the pier where Dawson was filming.
"Ok when ever you guys are ready." Dawson said as he turned his camera on.
(Yvonna White and James Blane meet for the first time)
James: "Miss White could I have a few words with you. James Blane FBI."
(Shows badge and flips open his note book)
Yvonna:"Of course"
James:” How long have you know Rick Blackwell?"
Yvonna: "About three months. He is my boss at Blackwell’s club."
(James starts to take notes.)
James:” Notice anything unusual about his behavior lately? Anything out of the ordinary shortness in temper, agiated?"
Yvonna:"No nothing look Mr.Blane what is this about?"
James:” About 3 weeks ago there was a murder at Blackwell’s. We still think the murder might be out there. It's protocol that we question everyone who was there that night."
(James looks over his notes and then looks up)
James:” Were you aware of Blackwell’s involvement with the Mob?"
Yvonna:" Are you saying that Rick is involved with the murder?"
James:" It seems only natural after all there was blood on his hands and a gun in his jacket pocket. There is rumor for suspicion that is why I am here to show that he is innocent. Ever hear of the name Nathanial Fox?"
Yvonna:" Fox what does he have to do with anything? He and Rick were partners a while back."
James:” Does he still keep in touch with him?"
Yvonna:" Yes he came as soon as he heard what happened at the Club. Oh but Mr. Blane Nathanial is a good man he would never hurt anyone."
James:” Are you and this National Fox close?"
(James looks her straight in the eye)
Yvonna:" Look if you want answers to your questions then go and ask him.
(James flips his notebook closed and looks at her)
James:" Thank you for your time Miss White. I am sure this won't be the last time we see each other.
"Cut" Dawson said as Liz and Max looked at him. Dawson then walked up to them he defiantly could feel the tension between them as he watched the scene. "Ok that was great but I need you to be less intense." Dawson said as he read through the script.
"I need you Max to be more intrigued with Yvonna there is a sense of mystery about her that has captivated you. Out of all the people you have questioned she is the one you find the most interesting through you can't figure out why." Dawson said as he tried to lay out the scene.
"And Liz I need you to be more curious, you are cautious and reserved when it comes to his questions, however you find James different from any of the other people you have encountered as a result of the tragedy." Dawson said as he looked at Liz.
"Oh and I need you guys to feel more I felt the scene was too flat. Look I don't know what is going on between you two but just try to focus on the characters at hand and forget about your lives for once." Dawson said smiling as he went back to his director’s chair and turned his camera on.
"And action" He said as the scene started again.
Liz looked out on to the pier as she watches the wave’s crash against the dock beams.
"Miss White could I have a few words with you. James Blane FBI." Max said as he approached her and showed her his badge.
Liz looked up at him slightly startled "Of course" she said as Max flips open his note pad and grabs his pen ready to take notes.
Max then looks up at her.” How long have you known Rick Blackwell?"
"About three months. He is my boss at Blackwell’s club." Liz said as she looked at the strange man in front of her.
Max nodded his head as he wrote a few things and then looked at her.
"Notice anything unusual about his behavior lately? Anything out of the ordinary shortness in temper, agiated?" Max said as he tried to get some information out of her.
Liz looked at him a little taken aback. "No nothing. Look Mr.Blane what is this about?" she said as she looked into his eyes.
Max sighes"About 3 weeks ago there was a murder at Blackwell’s. We still think the murder might be out there. It's protocol that we question everyone who was there that night."
He then glanced out at the ocean and the back at Liz.
"Were you aware of Blackwell’s involvement with the Mob?"
"Are you saying that Rick is involved with the murder?" Liz cried in defense as she looked at him.
"It seems only natural after all there was blood on his hands and a gun in his jacket pocket. There is rumor for suspicion that is why I am here to show that he is innocent. Ever hear of the name Nathanial Fox?" Max said as he tried to explain what his motives were.
Liz looked up surprise hearing the name. "Fox what does he have to do with anything? He and Rick were partners a while back."
Max wrote in his note pad and then looked up at her” Does he still keep in touch with him?"
"Yes he came as soon as he heard what happened at the Club. Oh but Mr. Blane Nathanial is a good man he would never hurt anyone." Liz said as she tried to recall the events of the murder and who Fox was as a person.
"Are you and this Nathanial Fox close?" Max said as he looked deep into her eyes.
Liz hesitated and then said in a firm voice "Look if you want answerers to your questions then go and ask him.
Max then closed his notepad and sighed. He was about to say his last line however Liz cut Max off.
"Tell me Mr. Blane why are you really here?" Liz said as she walked up to Max.
Dawson just kept on rolling he knew it wasn't in the script but liked where the scene was going.
Max was a little surprised by that Liz decided to change the script a little but played along as he watched her move closer to him.
"Looks to me like you only want to cause more trouble. I figure you’re used to getting what you want. So tell me detective who do you really think the victim is here?" Liz said in a low voice as she looked deep into Max's eyes.
Max looked into her eyes and saw a slight spark of innocence and desire flash in them. However he knew he had to be strong.
"Thank you for your time Miss White. I am sure this won't be the last time we see each other. Max said as he moved away from Liz and slowly walked away.
"Cut" Dawson said. "That was amazing! I loved how you added to the scene. Just a great job. I can't wait to re-watch it. Thanks you guys are free to leave." Dawson said as he smiled and shut off his camera as he gathered up his equipment.
"There is my girl." Chris beamed as he engulfed Liz in a kiss right in front of his brother as they walked off set.
"So are we still on for tonight?' He said as he wrapped his arm around her.
"Of course" Liz said smiling as they walked hand in hand.
Max felt his heart arch but there was nothing he could do. Liz was Chris's and nothing was going to change that. He wasn't going to play there games any more. So instead of getting angry he was going to make the best of it for Dawson’s and everyone else’s sake.
He wasn't going to let Dawson down with his film and was going to try his best to smooth things out with Liz even if her heart belonged to someone else.
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"Hey Isabel" Todd said as he walked up to her as she walked down town.
"Don't talk to me!" She cried as she hurried faster. "Oh come on Isabel I didn't mean to hurt you. I was drunk." Todd pleaded as Isabel stopped and spun around.
"You know Todd I thought that love meant trying to please the other person even if it meant getting hurt. I realize now that it doesn't work that way. I don't care if you are rich. You are so poor in other ways that you know what I don't need your money and I don't need you anymore." Isabel said as she turned around and continued walking and left Todd to his thoughts.
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Isabel entered her room and sat down at her desk. She then took a book called a collection of poems by Robert Frost and opened it up to a certain page. There was a letter with her name on it. It was the letter Alex had given her with the purple rose. She finally opened it up and began to read.
Dear Isabel,
I know you are probably wounding why I gave you a purple rose well a little bird told me it was your favorite color and that it means love at first sight. How fitting because I really believed I met an angel who I have fallen in love with.
I know crazy being I hardly know you. Well despite what people say about the Ice Princess I believe that behind all that ice lies a heart full of warmth. If only you would melt the ice a little and show that side people would be shocked with what they would find inside of you.
I honestly believe that you are a good person. I don't know why you are so cold I am sure you have your reasons but please give me a change. Look you can throw out this letter or even rip it up if you want but just know that no matter what I care. I will always be here if you want to talk.
You will always have a friend in me just like a shinning star I will always be here watching you from a far but close enough so if you ever feel lost or lose your way I will be here to listen.
You have a beautiful soul Isabel Evans. I just wish you would let it shine more.
Your star,
Alex
Isabel wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled. Her life had been so hard. It was mostly full of darkness and emptiness and now for the first time she believed that there was finally a light at the end of the tunnel.
Isabel then walked down stairs holding the letter in her hand. She saw Alex outside looking up at the night sky. “Isabel are you ok?” Alex said as he saw tears streaming down her face.
She then hugged him and whispered “Thank you.”