2007
The ambulance began pulling away. Everyone crowded together as the police cruiser lights flashed before them. Pam stood there in complete shock, blood stained on her blouse.
Jim slowly walked over, placing his hand on her shoulder.
"Pam?"
Pam watched the ambulance pull away before she stiffened a cry and broke down.
Earlier that day…
"Pam I'm gonna cum!"
Pam laid underneath Ryan as he dully thrusted inside of her, their bodies pressed together as Pam grabbed onto his arched shoulder blades. Pam snapped her eyes shut before she shook her head, drops of sweat beginning to roll down her forehead.
"No, don't hold on…"
She said, barley above a whisper. Pam had never had such good sex in her entire life. In total she had only three lovers in her life. The first was junior year of high school when she lost her virginity. It was a boy she had dated for a few months named Mark. He moved away to Maine the next summer. That experience had been messy, embarrassing, and in the backseat of his Honda Civic. The next had been Roy who she had been with for nearly eight years. Sex with Roy was rough, boring, and dull.
Now there was Ryan.
A smile curved up on her face as she tilted her head back.
Sure back when she was into Jim she used to wonder what it would be like to be with him. Now nearly a whole year since she finally woke up to the fact that she had feeling for him, here she was the happiest she had ever been.
Ryan was amazing in bed.
She learned that the night of the Dundies.
"Pam I can't…I…"
He said in a breathless voice, all at once he strongly climaxed and buried his head against her neck. Staring at his thick black hair, she deeply inhaled the cologne he was wearing and shut her eyes smiling. Her entire body felt like they were on pins and needles.
Ryan tried catching his breath as he laid against Pam. Laying in their apartment, Pam stared up at the ceiling before her eyes drifted over to the window. The early morning sky looked overcast and gray.
As if it was going to snow any second.
"Ah fuck!"
Pam raised an eyebrow before felling Ryan pull himself out of her. As always whenever he did this she got the sense of fading, and emptiness. A feeling she hadn't gotten with any other man. Ryan sat up before looking down at himself and a disgusted look spread across his face.
Pam sat up, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"What?"
A snapping sound filled the bedroom before Ryan made a face and showed her in his cupped hand.
"The condom broke!"
Pam burst out laughing as Ryan leaned over and tossed it into the wastepaper basket near the nightstand.
"Gross…"
Pam started laughing even harder before covering her face with her hands, trying to hide the giggled. Ryan looked down at the bed.
"It got all over our sheets!"
Pam looked before laughing even harder. Ryan broke out a smile before grinning. Playfully hitting her arm, she rolled on top of him and began covering him with kisses. Wrapping his arms around her, both laughed before Ryan glanced at the clock radio.
"Hey we better start getting ready, we'll be late."
"Yeah we don't want to miss Angela's Nutcracker Christmas Party."
Pam laughed, burying her head against his chest before Ryan kissed her strongly against the lips.
Both showered together until the water turned freezing cold. Pam did her makeup beside Ryan who shaved. After dressing, both grabbed their things and began walking out the front door as Ryan handed Pam her coat. Both were laughing and remembering last year's party where Michael originally got Ryan an I-pod.
As they locked the door behind them and slipped their hands into each other. Ryan's free hand dug into his pocket and felt the small black velvet box he was planning on giving Pam later tonight. Smiling, he looked as her as they started down towards the parking-lot.
Unknown to the both them…their perfect life's they had built for each other would soon be shattered at this very Christmas party they were heading to.
2006
Pam giggled happily on the bench outside of Chill's. It was mid September and a gentle chill had settled in the night air. Jim was pacing back and forth near the entrance on his cell phone. Pam overheard him talking to Katy, the girl who had stopped by the office selling horrible knock off purses last month. The two had been seeing each other off and on. Even in her heavy state of drunkenness Pam felt a tiny ping at the bottom of her stomach. Just then Angela walked out beyond annoyed with Meredith, Kevin, his fiancé' Stacey and Devin who looked almost just as sloshed as her. Jim then noticed and quickly mumbled something into his phone about calling right back before snapping it shut.
"Hey Angela got room for one more. I don't think Pam is up to driving and Roy took the car."
Angela shot him a look before fishing into her purse for her keys.
"My car is full, everyone always expects me to be the taxi. Why don't you drive her?"
Jim went to say something when Ryan walked over, hands stuffed in his pockets after helping Dwight and Michael load up the car with tonight's show props.
"I'll drive her."
Jim and Angela looked over surprised.
"Hey man, you don't have to. I mean I had a couple but…"
Ryan shrugged.
"She spending the night at Roy's or her place?"
Jim stared blankly before turning around to Pam who was just beginning to make an attempt to stand up.
"Hey Pam you crashing at Roy's tonight?"
Pam made a face before waving her hand.
"No, I'm going to my apartment. Screw Roy Anderson!"
She yelled before cracking up completely. Ryan watched her, a smile spreading across his face while his big blue eyes seemed amused.
"Her place is on Westin right?"
"Right."
"That's right near my place, works out perfect."
"Thanks man, I'm really sorry I would drive but…"
His words trailed off as he leaned in closer to Ryan.
"I'm meeting a girl after this and…"
"No problem man, it's fine. Besides I'm sure it will be a highly entertaining ride over."
Jim smiled before patting Ryan on the shoulder.
"Thanks Ryan."
"No problem."
Jim turned around before making a face at Pam who was still laughing.
"Well Ms. Beesly, I guess I'll see you Monday?"
Pam looked up before waving.
"Bye Jim!"
Holding her Dundle she cheered as Ryan went over and hooked his arm with hers. Pam began to cheer and laugh loudly as she walked by Angela.
"Best dundies ever!"
Angela rolled her eyes as she lead her group towards her car. Jim watched Ryan and Pam walk into the parking-lot for a second before smiling. Shaking his head he started towards his car.
Pam meanwhile was happily trying to sing 'Tiny Dancer' in a cracked and off key voice. Ryan laughed before opening his passenger door and helping her inside. Pam feel back into the seat hard, cracking up as Ryan grinned, looking down amused.
"You okay there chief?"
Pam looked up and started laughing even harder, her face bright red.
"I'm so drunk…"
Ryan laughed before nodding.
"Yes you are…need help there?"
Pam was trying to pull her seatbelt across her but struggled to lock it. Pam lowered her head, her entire body shaking as she continued to laugh. Ryan grinned before leaning in right across her, their faces just inches away from each other. Pam's laughs settled down as Ryan hooked the belt and locked it in place. Turning his head slightly his blue eyes locked with her gray ones.
"All set?"
Pam stared at him, a smile on her face.
"All set."
Ryan back out, shutting her door and went around to his side. Within a minute he started the engine and carefully backed out as Pam reached down on the floor and started laughing again. Ryan looked over.
"What?"
She held up his dundie.
"I can't believe you got this!"
Ryan looked over, slightly embarrassed before trying to smile. He started out of the parking-lot as began driving on the main road.
"Yep that's me hottest in the office."
Pam laughed before slapping his shoulder.
"I think Michael has a little crush on you."
Ryan laughed.
"You think? Have you seen the way he stares at me."
Pam kept laughing and Ryan joined in. As they drove together they talked about tonight and what a scene Michael made. Pam claimed if she laughed any harder her stomach would hurt. Ryan couldn't stop grinning himself as he turned on the radio softly as music played as they talked. Both hardly knew each other, just distant co-workers who were just beginning to know each other.
She answered phones and he was the temp.
They barley said anything to each other besides a casual hello. Now here they were driving together and laughing like two old friends. Ryan began to tease Pam about her falling off the bar stool and Dwight trying to take his shirt off. Pam laughed shaking her head.
"Did that really happen?"
Ryan nodded smiling.
Pam shook her head.
"Oh my God I'm so drunk…"
Ryan laughed.
"Yeah I'm pretty buzzed myself but I have a little thing we like to call self-control."
Pam stuck her tongue out at him before Ryan asked which street to pull into. A few minutes later they were right in front of Pam's apartment building. Pulling up, Ryan accidently hit the curb making Pam crack up again. Ryan killed the engine.
"Let me help you to your door."
Pam waved her hand, her words slurring.
"I'm fine…"
Ryan gave Pam a look.
"Pam you can barely stand up on two feet, come on."
He helped her up the pathway and inside, his hand firmly around her waist as her feet stumbled. In the elevator Pam lost her footing and both almost went crashing into the mirrored wall. Both couldn't stop laughing and joked that they were going to wake everyone up in the building. Once they reached Pam's floor, she fished into her purse searching for her keys as Ryan held onto her dundie. Taking them out, Pam looked at him.
"Say…I'm still pretty wired. How about I make us a pot of coffee before you head out again?"
"That's okay Pam, I'm good to drive."
"Come on one cup. Please?"
Ryan smiled.
"All right."
Pam unlocked the door and lead him into her small and simple apartment. It was well kept and the curtains looked homemade. Pam flicked on the lights before dropping her purse and telling Ryan to make himself at home. Heading to the kitchen, she glanced over her shoulder watching Ryan take his coat off before walking into her small living room.
Ryan stood there for a second before blinking.
"Wow…I think maybe I'm drunker then I thought."
Pam laughed as she searched for the coffee tin.
"How did you drive then?"
Ryan shrugged.
"Maybe it's my college days of drinking that helped us get back in one piece."
Pam laughed before finding her coffee tin was completely empty.
"Shit!"
Ryan walked into the kitchen, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"What?"
Pam showed him the empty tin and laughed.
"I could of sworn I bought a new tin last week. Sorry."
Ryan waved his hand.
"No big deal."
Pam walked over to her freezer and opened it. Grinning she took out a bottle of vodka.
"How about another drink?"
Ryan laughed shaking his head.
"Listen, I'm trying to get home in one piece…"
"Come on, what's that saying…can't drive you might as well drink?"
Ryan laughed.
"My place isn't that far, besides I shouldn't listen to a the girl who can no longer go inside another Chills on the East Coast."
Pam laughed.
"Come on, one drink. Besides my couch folds out into a bed…"
Ryan shook his head smiling.
"No, I'm fine Pam, thanks."
"Come on I'll wake you up real early. You don't have someplace to go do you?"
Ryan shook his head.
"No, it's just…what if Roy stop by. The temp past out drunk on your couch doesn't look that good."
Pam smiled before holding the bottle.
"Screw Roy, come on let's have a drink."
Ryan smiled.
The rest of the night was really a blur. Pam got her shot glasses that were stored away under the sink. The two sat in the living room, doing shots and laughing. Pam never felt so comfortable in her entire life. The two sat on her sofa, talking movies, music, and mostly work. Ryan told her how he was applying to business school, and Pam showed him some of her sketches.
Ryan seemed very impressed.
As the night worn on, and the bottle began lower and lower everything seemed to fade together.
The last thing Pam truly remembered was finishing the bottle of Ryan and both laughing as they held onto each other on the sofa. She remembered looking up into his wife blue eyes and thinking…
"Wow, he's really cute…"
These thoughts were broken when Pam's eyes fluttered open. Right away it seemed like too much light. Her head throbbing, she shut her eyes again and sighed. Taking a second, she rubbed her face before feeling the all ready aching hangover she was starting to get wash over her.
She felt horrible.
She was in her bedroom, it was morning and the sun was shining in through the windows.
Just then an arm reached across her. At first Pam had this crazy thought it was Roy. Then blurry images of last night appeared to her.
Kissing someone, unbuckling a belt, feeling hands go up her blouse, and stumbling down the hallway.
Blinking, she looked over and saw Ryan sleeping beside her.
Pam's heart froze. Her eyes widening, she stared at him.
Her breath caught.
This couldn't be happening…
Why couldn't she remember?
Just then his eyes opened, looking so gorgeous in the early morning light. He stared at her, just as stunned.
Just then Pam heard the front door open.
"Hey Pam! You awake?!"
It was Roy.