CHAPTER 2

"Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam."

Every time Pam answered the phone, Jims ear immediately perked up. She has been working there for a month now and Jim knew he was in love. He listened to her speak every chance he got. They had become fast friends, playing pranks on Dwight, and eating lunch together everyday.

"I'm working. I can't come and pick them up. Can you at least bring them here before you leave?… Yeah, I'll work something out with my boss." Pam sighed, hanging up the phone.

Jim walked over to Pam, taking a few jellybeans out of the container she had at her desk. "Everything ok?"

"umm, yeah. My kids babysitter totally flaked out on me. She's supposed to look after them after school. She bringing them here."

Jim was taken aback. Pam was only twenty-seven. She had never even mentioned anything about being married or having kids. "You have kids Beesley?" He asked.

"Umm, yeah. Have I not mentioned that yet?"

"No, you haven't."

"Do you think Michael will mind?"

"Not at all. It will give him something to do." Jim answered. "So, your husband work late or something?"

"I don't have a husband anymore." She answered simply. She like Jim, she really did, but she didn't want to get into her sob story about her past. She was starting over. Moving on.

"So, do your kids have names?" Jim asked, feeling better now that he knew Pam wasn't married.

"Yeah, I call them thing 1 and thing 2." Jim laughed. "Brayden is seven and Madison is four." Jim was surprised by the ages. "I got married right after high school and had Brady right away."

"Well, I can't wait to meet them"

"They should be here any minute." Pam looked at the jellybean container. "I should probably hide this. I don't allow jellybeans in the house."

"Sugar freaks huh?" Jim smiled. If these kids were anything at all like Pam, he was going to love them.

"Makes them crazy. It's their Tequila or something?"

Jim laughed. "So, what's your Tequila?" He asked her.

"Umm… Tequila?" Pam laughed at her own joke. "Yours?"

Jim popped a jellybean into his mouth before Pam hid them, "jellybeans." He smiled a classic Halpert smile.

Jims phone rang and he left to go and answer it while Pam made a quick call to Michael to ask if her kids could stay at the office for a couple hours. He said 'yes, or course. I love kids!'

"Well, you don't have to entertain them or anything. My son has homework and-"

"Homework is for losers Pam. I'll give them a tour of the office."

Pam sighed. "I'm sure they'd love that." She said, hanging up the phone.

"Don't worry, I'll watch him." Jim said from his desk.

"Thanks."

"Mommy, mommy!" Was heard throughout the office as a little girl, resembling Pam right to the cute little grey skirt she was wearing, came running in; followed by Brayden, small for a seven year old, with light brown hair that was long enough to cover his eyes a bit.

Pam gave her kids a hug. "You two have to be quiet ok? We all have work to do."

"Ok mommy." Madison answered, sitting herself on the carpet next to Pam, pulling out her colouring book and crayons from her little pink backpack.

"Yeah, whatever." Was Brayden's answer. It surprised Pam. Brayden didn't talk like that.

"You ok buddy?" She asked.

"Yeah, fine." Was his gruff reply. He dragged his backpack over to an empty desk and pulled out his homework.

Jim saw all of this. Pam was upset because something was bothering her son. He was good with kids. He could fix this. He looked over to Pam, silently asking permission to go and talk to him. She nodded.

Jim walked over to Brayden who was looking through a large science text book. "Ugh, science. I was horrible at science."

Brayden looked up at Jim. "Its ok. Better than math."

"I wasn't good at that either. You're Brayden right?" He nodded. "I'm Jim."

"Were you good at anything, Jim?" Brayden asked as Pam stifled a laugh."

"I was good at Gym. He answered proudly, making Brayden laugh. "Listen, I'm sure your mom will let you finish your homework at home tonight because I know for fact that the warehouse downstairs just got a big shipment in and I'm pretty sure I can get you a ticket on the fork lift."

Brayden looked up. "Really?" Jim nodded, "cool." He looked to his mom. "Can I mom?"

"Sure. But be careful. Listen to Jim and everyone else downstairs."

"Ok mom." He hopped off the chair and followed Jim out of the office and downstairs.

Once they were gone, Michael came out of his office. "I hear children?" He asked, pretending that he couldn't see Madison.

Madison didn't say anything, thinking that she was being too loud earlier and didn't want to get into trouble.

"Hmm. No kids around. I swear I could have heard- oh well; I was going to buy them some ice cream from the vending machines, but if not, I guess I'll just go back to my office.

"Wait, wait! I'm a kid!" Madison said, running to Michael.

Michael knelt down so he was Madison's height. "And what's your name?"

"I'm Madison and I'm four."

"Four? That's the perfect age for ice cream. Do you like Ice cream Madison?"

"I love ice cream" was her excited reply.

"Why don't you ask your mom if you could go get ice cream with Michael?"

"Mommy, can I?"

"Sure sweetheart."

Michael held out his hand and Madison took it. Pam smiled. Michael was usually do inappropriate, but maybe she was wrong about him…

She looked over at Dwight who was laughing at an email he was reading. "Hey Pam, did Michael send you the email of the two monkeys going at it?" She shook her head. Michael would always be inappropriate.

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As her kids put their coats on, Pam went over to Jim who was shutting down his computer for the night.

"Hey Jim?" He looked up. "Thanks. Brady can't stop talking about all the buttons he got to press when he was on the fork lift."

"No problem. He's a really cool kid. I enjoyed it."

"He was upset earlier when he got here. Now I get to go home with a happy kid. It means a lot."

"Some kids at school were bugging him about his sketchbook. I told him that chicks dig artists."

"Thanks."

"He says he gets it from you. That you used to draw?"

"Uhh, yeah. I used to."

"Mommy! Can we go now? I'm hungry." Madison asked.

"Yeah, lets go. See you tomorrow Jim."

"Yeah, tomorrow."

Jim couldn't wait..

END CHAPTER TWO…

Hope you liked it… I typed it out as fast as I could. I don't know whether or not I want to bring Roy back into the picture, and if I do, is it too early right now.. I need some feedback..

Also, thanks for all the reviews… I don't normally get that many for one post.