Disclaimer: I do not own The Office, if I did I would not spend my time writing these…well maybe I would…)
The conference room door closed with the softest of clicks, it was all too familiar, but this one was filled with a glimmer of hope, any sign of heartache demolished. Her green eyes blurred with water, like a window on a rainy morning, right before the rainbow. Biting her bottom lip, something she usually did in overwhelming nervousness, a smile of utter and complete happiness over took her face and she fought the urge to breakdown in sobs of joy. Memories clouded her mind. Remembering gold medals, hot sauce packets, and confessions of love. Twirling her necklace, her arms tingled, wanting nothing more than to throw them in the air, shouting finally! Her reflection gleamed in the camera lens, and the sun shown through the cracks in the blinds. She lost her voice somewhere in the thumping of her heart and forced herself to swallow before remembering she was in an interview. And underneath, "I'm sorry, what was the question?" was "I have a date tonight, with Jim." Her life was suddenly put into perspective, and she knew the life included the guy who pushed his sleeves up because it was more comfortable, loved jelly beans, and most importantly loved her. She could see terraces, curly haired little girls, and forever's. Pam Beasley was finally happy, finally.