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Dwight leaped off of the reception desk, yelling, "Bat!" At first no one understood what he meant until it SWOOPED out the ceiling panel that he had opened!
Jim ducked his head as the bat flew over him.
Everyone was FREAKING OUT, yelling and screaming as the bat flew around the entire office.
Pam had already jumped up away from her desk, squealing in fear, which the bat was instantly drawn to. It rocketed over to Pam, its wings flapping, hitting her arms as she used them to block her face.
Jim couldn't react fast enough. He jumped out of his chair, ran around the reception desk and grabbed Pam by her waist, jerking her down to the floor, away from the bat. Jim immediately dropped to the floor right after her.
Jim was looking up at the bat as it circled them overhead, like it was stalking them specifically. Jim looked down and much to his surprise found himself right on top of Pam.
Jim was actually shocked at not the fact that he was laying on top of Pam, but that he had to look down at her to realize it. Had he really become so detached from his own feelings that he couldn't feel Pam Beesly's body under his? When, just a year ago, when he'd fall asleep at his desk, and Pam would shake his hand to wake him up, he could instantly tell it was her, in his sleep, just by how gentle her touch was, how soft and warm her skin felt against his and how much he loved it. Even though he'd attempted and failed at breaking away from everything they used to be, at trying to not be her best friend, at trying to forget how much he loved her and why, cause all it did was offer up a sharp painful reminder that she didn't feel the same way, he still, for some reason hated not being able to just feel her presence when she was near him.
Pam had realized by now that Jim was on top of her with a blank expression on his face, staring down at her, which she thought should make her feel uncomfortable, but for some reason it felt like the most natural thing in the world. His face was just a few inches away from hers and she couldn't help but think about how much she loved his warm breath hitting her face. She also enjoyed his strong hands still holding her waist. It reminded her of Casino Night when he'd kissed her, wrapping his arms around her waist and moving his hands up her back as she ran her hands up into his hair, feeling their tongues inter-lock for the first time in the most amazing, passionate kiss of her entire life. Pam's eyes drifted to Jim's mouth, as she had been barely able to resist the feeling of his lips on hers again on a regular basis, let alone with him so close to her. She tried with all her will power to focus on something else, but couldn't. It all became too much for Pam. Him lying on top of her. His face so close to hers. And finally his eyes, which seemingly pulled her into them. Pam suddenly couldn't contain herself any longer and she did what she'd been wanting to do for several months now. She lifted her head and crushed her lips against Jim's, giving him a kiss he'd never forget. Jim tensed up at first, but he quickly allowed himself to fall back into her, resigning to her lips. It's just as I remember it. Pam thought, as she wrapped her arms around Jim's neck, closer to her and started running her hands through his hair, her tongue doing almost the exact same thing with his.
My first fan-fic, so please, be gentle. I'd love it if some people reviewed it!