A/N: Wow, I'm really starting to branch out here. This is my first Office fanfic and I had a ton of fun writing it. I'm not sure if this is going to turn into a full fledge story or just stand alone as a one shot. I guess it depends of the response it gets. I've just recently became Office obsessed and can I just say I'm a Pam/Jim shipper for sure! They are just adorable! Okay, moving on. This is from the season 3 finale. I filled some spots in…hope you like it! Please read and review and let me know!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Office or NBC or anything like that. This is just for fun. (That's what she said! He-he, couldn't resist.)

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"So, long haul?" David Wallace asked Jim who was sitting across from him at his office at corporate for his interview. "Where do you see yourself in ten years?"

Jim looked down at his lap again to the neatly written note and gold yogurt lid that sat there and his mind started playing flashbacks of his time in Scranton. Of his time with Pam.

Jim shrugged, raising his eyebrows for an answer and he heard her voice in his head.

"I wish you would," she had told him. She was standing in the water soaking her feet after her courageous and somewhat reckless trek across the coals and the speech that had her spilling all of her feelings for him.

It had been similar to what he had done almost a year before in the parking lot of Dunder Mifflin and the corners of his lips turned up slightly into a small smile.

Sure, he thought, I have feelings for Karen. She's a great girl. But when I close my eyes and picture my future it isn't her face I see.

"Jim?" David asked when Jim didn't respond and his voice snapped Jim back into the reality.

"I'm sorry…"

"Oh no need to apologize," David interrupted. "I'm not going to lie Jim, but you seem like our best candidate for the job so far..."

"David," Jim said suddenly interrupting his boss, "don't say anymore."

"I'm not sure I understand Jim."

"I'm really sorry to have wasted your time today."

"Trust me Jim, this was not a waste of time," David told him. "You are a great asset to this company."

"Thank you," Jim answered sincerely and then continued without missing a beat, "and I'd like to continue that in Scranton."

"In Scranton?"

"Yes," Jim nodded, "in Scranton. That is where I see my future."

"Scranton?"

Jim smiled, that wonderful and adorable half smile he's so well know for, and nodded again.

"I'm still not sure I get it."

"I have a second chance with someone who means a lot to me," Jim explained as he gathered his belongings. "I can't give up on that. I'm not about to let it go again."

David nodded and before he said anything else Jim continued his rant.

"I'm going to withdraw my name from consideration."

"Okay," David answered. "If you need anything in the future please let me know. I want you to stay with us. You are too valuable to let go."

"Thank you again David," Jim stood and extended his hand to the older man. "I'd better go."

"Bye Jim and good luck."

Jim sighed and nodded pushing the door to his office open and slipping out into the hallway. Pulling out his phone, he knew there was just one more thing to do before he could go home. Home to Scranton and home to Pam.

Pressing the speed dial that had been assigned to Karen, he held the phone to ear and waited for her to answer.

It only took three rings.

"Hey Jim," she greeted happily. "You finished with your interview already?"

"Um yeah," he stammered. "I…eh, I ended it early."

"What? Why?"

"I realized I didn't want the job."

"Decided you didn't want to get picked over me, is that it?" Karen teased and Jim shook his head even though he knew she couldn't see it.

"No actually," Jim answered. "I just don't want to leave Scranton."

"WHAT?" Karen shrieked obviously shocked.

"We should really probably talk about this in person," Jim told her. "Can you meet me somewhere?"

"Jim what is going on?"

"The coffee shop on the corner by the corporate office?" he asked.

"Yeah sure," Karen reluctantly agreed. "Give me twenty minutes."

"Sounds good," Jim answered and then the call was disconnected without another word from either. Jim fidgeted, playing with the strap of his bag before settling down at a booth in the coffee shop he had mentioned on the phone. He ordered a latte and mentally started preparing himself for a not so fun conversation with his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend.

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Pam sat at her desk, restless, and groaned as the phone again. She answered it like normal, smiled even though the customer couldn't see her, and then transferred the call through to sales. It seemed like a normal day.

But it wasn't.

She wanted to know the outcome of the New York interviews, now more than ever. Michael had returned only a few hours before, jobless, and announced he wouldn't be leaving after all. Lucky for the branch that meant Dwight would no longer be running the place and they could get back to normal. That was a relief, even if she had liked playing along with his fantasy. She wished Jim had been there too. He would have had a field day with it.

I miss him already, she thought to herself as she twirled her pen between her index fingers.

"Pam?" Meredith's voice interrupted her thoughts, "you okay?"

"Yeah," she lied, plastering a smile on her face, "I'm fine. Did you need something?"

"The camera crew are ready for your interview," she told her and Pam nodded.

"Oh, thanks," Pam blinked a few times before getting up to clear her eyes. Taking a few seconds to breathe deeply before baring her soul she glanced at Jim's deserted desk before closing the conference room door behind her.

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"Jim you can't be serious?" Karen exclaimed as they sat in the corner of the now almost deserted coffee shop. Jim looked around anxiously, hoping they wouldn't get thrown out for Karen's outburst.

"I am," he answered, "my life is in Scranton."

"Jim how can you call that a life?"

"Because…"

"It's her, isn't it?"

"Karen."

"No," she interrupted furiously, "I have a right to know. Do you still have feelings for her?"

Jim studied his coffee mug intently as Karen waited for his answer. He knew what he was going to say, but he also knew she wasn't going to like it.

"Well?"

Jim looked up from the mug and nodded, "Yes, I do."

"I knew it."

"Kar…"

"Why did you do this?"

"Huh?"

"Us? String me along. You told me at Christmas…"

"I tried, okay Karen. I tried. I wanted to…"

"Stop Jim," Karen demanded. "I don't want to hear it."

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah, me too. I'm going back to Kelly's play to stay tonight. I'll catch a ride into Scranton tomorrow from a friend."

"Okay."

"Goodbye Jim."

"Bye Karen," Jim answered quietly and watched as Karen stormed out of the shop and hailed a cab on the corner through the glass window. Step one was now complete and he just need to get home to step two.

I hope there is still a chance for me, he thought, I need her.

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Pam sat in the conference room with the camera crew doing her interview, her hands wringing together in her lap.

"I haven't heard anything," she told them. "I bet Jim got the job. I mean, why wouldn't he? He's totally qualified and smart, everyone loves him, and if he never comes back again, that's okay. We're friends and I'm sure we'll stay friends."

She sighed and leaned her head back against the wall before continuing. "We just never got the timing right, you know? I shot him down, and then he did the same to me. But you know what, its okay. I'm totally fine. Everything is going to be totally…"

"Pam?" Jim's voice interrupted and she looked up to see him standing in the doorway flushed and out of breath. He turned briefly to the camera crew and muttered "sorry," before turning his attention back solely on Pam. "Uh, are you free for dinner tonight?"

"Yes."

"Alright," he said smiling taping his fingers on the doorframe, "then…it's a date."

He gave a small wave before closing the door behind him and Pam watched as he took a seat at his desk. She turned back towards the camera with a goofy grin plastered on her face, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in surprise.

"I'm sorry," she blushed, "what was the question?"

The camera man just smiled and sighed an unheard, "finally."

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A/N: So…what did you think? I'd love to hear your thoughts! Please review. Reviews make my day!