No matter how great things were in her life, Pam always hated waking up to her obnoxious alarm clock. This Monday morning was absolutely no different. Her hand fished out from underneath her sheets as she searched for the snooze button. Every morning she gave herself ten minutes to wake up and remind herself that life was not that bad. Everything always seemed worse in the morning. She quickly pulled her hand back under the sheets searching for the warmth. Without having to think about it very much, she quickly remembered why the mornings weren't going to be so unbearable anymore. Her now chilled hand quickly found the heat of Jim's arm. Since he had returned to Scranton he was temporarily homeless, and she was very quick to offer him her apartment for as long as he needed. On Friday and Saturday night Jim insisted that he sleep out on the couch, he was very adamant about maintaining his reputation as a gentleman. On Sunday however, a horrible snowstorm had decided to blow over Scranton. There was a terrible chill in the living room and at some point during the night Jim had quietly snuck into her much warmer bed. She carefully shifted her body closer to his, careful not to wake him. She stretched her arms across his thin but muscular frame and felt his stomach expand as he took in a deep breath. She felt his hips rise as he stretched out his long legs and let out a grunt.
"Too cold out there for you?" Pam asked as she yawned for the first time that morning. She pulled the covers up to cover the both of them better.
"I tried to tough it out, but then all my toes went numb." He replied as he tried to rub the tired from his big round eyes. He extended his arms and pulled Pam in even closer. He wished they could lay like this, undisturbed for the rest of the day.
"I should really get up and check the roads." She said in a very unconvincing voice, wrapping her leg around his. She was entirely too comfortable to move.
"I've already heard a few cars sliding around in the parking lot. I'm sure it's not pretty out there. It was still coming down pretty heard when I snuck in here around three." He kicked his feet over the side of the bed and slowly sat up. He stretched his arms up towards the sky and let out another grunt as they fell back to the bed. His tall framed towered over her as he stood up from the bed. She watched him as he lifted back the curtain, careful not to let any of the light hit her early morning eyes.
"Well, it's gonna take a while to clean off our cars, but the roads look okay." Just as he finished Pam's house phone started ringing. Jim shot her an awkward glance and then looked at the phone. Pam didn't even budge, as if she knew who would be calling her at 7 a.m. After four rings her answering machine picked up.
"Hey there Pam-o-rama. Gooooood Morning! Just calling to let you know you don't have to rush to the office this morning. We're opening late because of this pesky weather. Just get there when you can, I've got a really big surprise for you! It's the best ever. Mmh, that's what she said. Okay goodbye." The exchanged smiles as Michael's message came to an end. Whenever there was inclement weather he personally called all of his employees, except Toby.
"Wow, he's got a big surprise for you today. Any guesses as to what that might be?" Jim teased her as he crawled back under the covers. He draped his left leg across the bottom half of her body and rest his head in the palm of his hand.
"I have my suspicions. I'm pretty sure it's a new computer, I've been bugging him for months now." She said as a smile crept across her face. She lifted her head and kissed his big nose.
Jim stood outside in the bitter cold scraping the ice from both cars. They had both decided it would be best to take separate cars to work. The last thing Pam needed was more rumors about her love life running ramped around the office. Just as he finished cleaning off Pam's car she emerged from her apartment. He loved the way her long bubble jackets and scarf looked. On this particular morning she was too adorable for words. She had used her extra time to get ready that morning by curling her hair. She had also left it down and the way the ringlets spiraled down her shoulders was almost breath taking. She held a paper bagged lunch in both hands.
"I packed us some lunch. All I had was turkey, I hope that's okay with you." She handed him a paper bag. The snow flakes were now starting to catch in her hair.
"That was very thoughtful of you Ms. Beesly." He said as he brushed a snow flake out of her eyelashes.
"Hey Jim, I really think that you should kiss me before I get in my car." She took a few steps closer to him.
"I mean we're going to be in the office all day, and you haven't kissed me yet this weekend. I just think we should get it out of the way so there is no temptation at work." Jim smiled as she struggled to make up excuses. She was still rambling as he bent down and kissed her softly. He had put off kissing her the entire weekend, he didn't want to push her or make her uncomfortable in any way.
"Th…That is much better." She smiled so big Jim was certain he could see all her teeth.
Jim sat in his car for about ten minutes after Pam had entered the building. They had been the only people there besides Michael. He knew if Michael had seen them walk in together he would have made some kind of immature comment. As he sat in his car looking at the old building he thought of everything that had happened there. It was amazing to him that he was able to be away as long as he was. As soon as the clock struck 10:10 Jim decided it had been long enough. As he sludged through the wet snow to the door he saw Roy's car entering the parking lot out of the corner of his eye. A thousand different hateful thoughts raced through his mind. He took comfort in the fact that he now had Pam, and he knew for a fact Roy was the last ting on Pam's mind. On the ride up he remembered all the awkward rides he and Pam had taken in that very elevator. The doors opened when he got to the second floor, and the first person he saw was his beautiful Pam sitting behind her desk.
"Hey Jim. Welcome back to the office. We sure did miss you here." Now the cameras were watching them, just waiting for one of them to get excited.
"Pam, wow. It's really great to see you. Did you do something different with your hair?" He asked as he leaned up against her desk.
"Yeah, I had some extra time this morning so…" She was quickly cut off as Michael came out of his office.
"Ah, Jim my man! How does it feel to be back in the old stomping grounds?" He paused for a second and took a few steps closer to Jim.
"Did you notice that Pam is still here. She is back on the market." Michael did his best impersonation of a whisper with that last part. Jim just shot a glance at Pam and tried desperately not to crack a smile.
"Wow, um, thanks for the heads up Mike." Jim said as he placed his bag down on his old desk. He quickly plopped down into his old chair and put his hands behind his head. All was finally right in his world. He was back in hid old 'stomping grounds' as Michael like to put it, and to top it off he had the best view in the whole joint.