2007

The paramedics arrived along with two police officers. Pam stood back as they carefully loaded Ryan onto the stretcher. As they lifted him, Ryan's head rolled back and a weak moan escaped him. Pam cried out and suddenly Jim's firm hands were on his shoulders. Blood seemed everywhere.

An oxygen mask was placed over Ryan's face as they began to take him away. Right away the officers stepped in and began question everyone. They allowed Pam and Jim to follow the paramedics down the stairs.

A few of the others insisted to go downstairs as well. The police right away asked who's handgun it was and got Packer alone. A third paramedic was trying to get Michael to sit up.

Downstairs it was snowing and freezing out. Pam ran to Ryan right before he was loaded in. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

"Please don't leave me!"

Ryan didn't open his eyes.

The paramedics asked her to step aside. Pam stood back watching and noticed they didn't put the sirens on. The backdoors were slammed shut and the ambulance pulled away.

Pam began to shake.

Jim came up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Pam?"

Pam lowered her head and began crying.

Just then Packer was brought out in handcuffs.

The officers came out and began to question everyone. Pam's throat felt dry, her heart was pounding in her chest, and she felt sick to her stomach.

Just then Meredith began to throw up behind them. Pam couldn't seem to stop shaking.

"Why didn't they put the sirens on?"

Pam asked, starting out at the darkness of the parking-lot, she couldn't seem to stop shaking. Jim stared down at the pavement, feeling horrible.

"Come on Pam, let's get you inside. It's freezing…"

Pam at first wouldn't move, her legs felt like buckling. Closing her eyes, she almost fell before Jim's arm went around her waist. That's when she began breaking down completely. Jim held her, snow falling down on them.

2007 November

Pam sat in the backyard of her parent's house dressed in slacks and a brown sweater. Her hair drawn back into a tight ponytail. Sitting on the grass, surrounded by beautiful different colored leafs. Laughing, she sat Indian style watching Ryan clean her parent's in ground pool. Dressed in jeans and a black hoddie, he used the pool net to skim the surface of the pool that seemed covered in fallen leafs.

Ryan shook his head, his boots standing on the edge of the pool as he lifted dripping wet leafs and threw them over his shoulder.

"Why didn't your parents close the pool back in September?"

Pam shrugged, playing with a single leaf in her hands.

"My dad's back has been bad. Besides it's been pretty warm out."

Ryan raised an eyebrow looking over at her.

"Oh yeah? Why don't you go on in and take a dip?"

Pam giggled standing up.

"Why don't you?"

Ryan grinned finishing the job. Pam slowly snuck up behind him before pushing him. Ryan overbalanced, his eyes widening.

"Whoa!"

Right before he fell off the edge, he grabbed Pam who screamed, both went crashing into the freezing cold water together. Once both surfaced, spitting up water both started cracking up. Ryan's hair was slicked back, and Pam's was dripping in her face. Both laughed swimming over to each other.

Ryan splashed Pam, laughing before swimming over to the edge and helping her out. Both rolled onto the grass, soaking wet and freezing. Pam began cracking up before Ryan playfully shook his hair on her. Both laughed together, before Pam's mother stepped out onto the back porch holding two cups of coffee.

She looked at them as if they were crazy.

Later that day…

Pam sat on the edge of the tub upstairs in her parent's house. Dressed in the old robe she usually left in her bedroom, she brushed her hair out and smiled as Ryan pulled the plastic curtain back. Pam got up, moving towards the vanity before using her hand to wipe the fogged up mirror. Finishing brushing her hair, she glanced at the reflection and saw Ryan wrapped a towel around his waist.

Moving towards her, he smiled before taking his inhaler from the sink and pulling the trigger and taking a good puff. The two were planning on spending the long holiday weekend at Pam's parents. Downstairs Pam's mother was all ready starting to bake for tomorrow morning. Pam's father was at the lodge with a few of his old work buddies.

Pam grabbed a pair of sweats and a long sleeve shirt before eyeing Ryan as he began getting dressed himself. Staring at him, she couldn't help but smile.

They had been together now for a whole year, things couldn't seem to be more perfect.

"I love you."

Pam said out loud, smiling as she tugged on her shirt. Ryan turned, smiling.

"You do huh?"

Pam smiled.

"Yeah…I do."

Just then a knock came on the bathroom door, making both of them jump.

"You two fall asleep in there? I made pumpkin pie!"

Pam's mother's voice called out.

Ryan and Pam smiled looking at the door. Pam rolled her eyes.

"In a second mom!"

Going over to Ryan, she wrapped her arms around him and brought him in close. Smelling clean soap off him, she nuzzled her face against his neck.

Once they were downstairs and dressed, Pam's mother made them both sit down to a warmed baked pumpkin pie. Sitting together in the kitchen, the two nodded in agreement with their mouths full as Pam's mother smiled and fussed away at the stove. In the middle of chewing, Pam looked over at Ryan and smiled. She watched as Ryan woofed down his slice of pie and smiled up at her mother when she brought him over a glass of milk.

Once they were finished, Pam got up, bringing the dishes over to the sink and yanked under her hand. Ryan got up and rubbed her shoulders.

"I got it."

"You sure."

"Yeah, I feel like I need to work off the five pounds I gained my eating it."

Pam's mother laughed, playfully hitting him with a dishcloth she had in her hands. Ryan laughed before turning on the sink. Pam laughed, but yawned again. Ryan looked at her as he rolled up his sleeves.

"You look beat, why don't you catch a quick catnap upstairs?"

Pam smiled before looking at her mother who nodded in agreement.

"You do look tired dear, why don't you go upstairs for a little bit."

Pam smiled before nodding, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. Walking over, she kissed Ryan on the cheek before leaving. Ryan began washing the dishes before hearing her footsteps go up the stairs. Pam's mother then turned towards him smiling, wiping her hands on the dishcloth she had.

"So what did you need to talk to me about?"

Ryan took a deep breath before setting the dishes down.

"I'm going to talk to your husband tonight when you and Pam are out…but…well look."

Ryan quickly dried his hands before digging into his pocket and taking out the tiny black box, opening it he showed her the ring.

Right away Pam's mother smiled. Ryan smiled back, slightly nervous before raising an eyebrow.

"Do you think Pam will like it?"

Later that afternoon…

Ryan opened Pam's bedroom door before looking in and smiling. Pam was sprawled out on her bed and fast asleep. Ryan stepped in, looking around and smiling, thinking of how Pam grew up in this room. Walking past her old framed sketches from high school, he slipped off his shoes and crawled into bed. Smiling, he laid beside him before gently kissing her arm. Laying beside her, he put his arm over her and smiled.

Christmas…yeah he would propose on Christmas.

Shutting his eyes, he fell asleep.

All the meanwhile Pam was dreaming she was in the Dunder Mifflin parking-lot at night. She heard police sirens, and her hands were covered in blood.