DISCLAIMER: I really don't own this.
I am so, so incredibly sorry for making you wait so long on this chapter. I've had a lot of stuff to do. Christmas and everything, you know? And, to address 'Nice Girls finish last' fans, I'll be updating that maybe sometime next week. Also, it was my intention to surprise you with the whole Pam saving Jim thing. Jim saving Pam is such a cliché and I always feel like they've never really done enough with Pam acting and having a profound effect on the events of a situation. Jim always comes to her. Jim always saves her. Time to turn the tables and show the side of Pam that we all know she possesses, am I right? Anyway, here you go!
Pam stood outside James' hospital room, a few bandages on her face, as her hands fidgeted nervously with each other.
As soon as they'd gotten to the hospital, Pam had gotten an immediate checkup. She was fine. Nothing broken. And no internal injuries.
The same could not be said for James, who had a left broken leg, two bruised ribs, a right broken wrist, and a possible concussion.
He still hadn't woken up.
It had been thirteen hours and James still hadn't woken up.
Pam would know. She'd been awake for every second of it. She was really tired, but refused to sleep until she knew that the boy that she'd nearly killed was okay.
Pam had been so adamant that she'd been listening in on the Doctor's conversations. And that's how she'd heard that that James' corneas had been damaged in the wreck.
Pam had no real idea about what that meant. She just knew that it was her fault. Pam hated herself for doing so much damage to someone.
Especially, for some reason, him.
After Pam had been checked out, the Police had talked to her about the accident and Pam told them everything, leaving out no details that could incriminate her. She figured that if she was gonna be arrested, she deserved it. They hadn't though. Not yet anyway. And Pam was eighteen, so they wouldn't call her parents, which was a plus for her, because she hadn't called them either. She hadn't called anybody. She had no idea what she'd say to them anyway.
The Police had called James' parents though. But, they had been out of town. And, apparently, on their way.
A Nurse exited James' room and Pam stopped her. "Hey. Um… is he gonna be okay?"
"I'm sorry, I can't divulge that information to non-family members."
Pam was really trying to maintain her composure here, but that was NOT helping. "Well… can I at least… I don't know… sit with him or something?" she pleaded.
"I'm very sorry, but I can't allow that either."
Pam almost wanted to stamp her foot like a child, but resisted the urge, as the Nurse walked away.
Pam had had enough waiting and standing on the side watching. And the sleep deprivation was really getting to her, which probably prompted making the decision to disobey the Nurse and the Doctor's and do what she wanted.
Pam quickly looked around, making sure that no one was watching her, and then she swiftly ducked into James' room, closing the door behind her.
Pam walked up to James' bed and pulled up a chair. She sat and stared at her hands, before forcing herself to look at him. Pam couldn't help but cry about what she'd done. She hated herself. Pam reached up and placed her left hand on his right. She held and clutched it tightly, lightly grazing his thumb with her forefinger.
"I'm so incredibly sorry. It was an accident. I swear. I didn't mean to…" Pam bowed her head. There was no excuse. 'Sorry' wasn't good enough. And her 'not meaning to' didn't mean a damn thing. There was nothing she could say to make this better, so she just begged. "Please be okay."
Pam looked back up at James. He almost looked peaceful and cute and she briefly wondered if a kiss would wake him up. Pam shook that thought out of her head. What was wrong with her? Why was she thinking about stuff like that?
James' hair was sticking up and, even though Pam felt creepy and weird enough, she couldn't help but reach up and smooth it down a little.
"There. Now you don't look so homeless." Pam attempted to joke, but that was lost, even on her. She couldn't even muster up a fake smile. He looked so healthy. This wasn't fair.
Suddenly James' left hand jerked up, grabbing Pam's hand on his head, and his eyes jolted open.
Pam jumped and let out a light squeal of shock.
He was awake.
There you go! Next chapter, Jim and Pam meet! Very exciting, huh?
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