Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews. We are REALLY sorry. It's been like two weeks, we know, sorry. But we've been REALLY busy. We just started a new school, and I was in Woodstock last week. But the new school thing has really been occupying us. But here is an AMAZING chapter. You will see why towards the end :P. Enjoy!

P.S. Sorry, there's no detailed make-out scene. We tried, we really did. I wrote a paragraph, but it didn't really work out so well...BUT WE DID TRY.

CHAPTER TEN

After Jim and Pam were safe inside Michael's office, they plopped onto his desk. Jim looked Pam, smiling. "Oh my God!"

Pam attempted to peer outside. "You realize what he was trying to do, right?"

"Yeah," Jim nodded, holding back a laugh.

"What are we going to do? We can't just walk out of there… what if he still has that pepper spray?" Pam crossed her arms, biting her lip nervously. "I think he's finally lost it."

Jim wrapped his arms around Pam's shoulders. "Can't lose what you never had, Pam."

"You make a good point," Pam admitted, "but what are we going to do? I mean, this night was- is perfect. I just don't want it to be ruined by Dwight throwing holy water on us."

They heard three quick knocks on the door. "I know that you're in there!" Dwight said slowly. "Open the door, and do not be afraid to fight me."

Pam leaned into Jim heavily, groaning. "I love you, Jim, but seriously? This sucks."

Jim sighed. His proposal was going down the drain, and he needed to fix it quick.

He tightened his grip around Pam, rubbing her back gently. He knew how much she hated doing this… and he wanted to find her a way out. He turned his head, glancing towards the window. They were on the sixth floor… no way they could jump. He glanced back at Pam, but saw something out of the corner of his eye. He did a double take, looking back at the window, and… Edward, Bella and Alice Cullen were down there. Edward was propping a ladder up against the window, and motioning for Jim to come down.

Jim touched Pam's arm lightly. She turned, and he motioned to the window. She walked over, saw the ladder, and looked at him quizzically. "We're going to climb down six stories?" She bit her lip. "What if we fall?"

"I would never let you fall," Jim reassured her with a gentle murmur. "We're gonna climb down one story and into the fifth floor office. Then we're gonna take the elevator down. That okay?"

Pam gulped. "Okay… but you go first. Just in case."

Jim nodded, and carefully positioned himself on the ladder. When he was in front of the fifth story window, he unlocked it and pushed it open, then climbed inside. He stuck his head out the window, looking up. "C'mon, Pam!" he called, his tone hushed.

"I'm wearing a dress, I can only climb so fast!" she hissed back.

She made it down with minimal (quiet) shrieking, and when she got through the window, she clung to Jim. He wrapped his arms around her and led her to the elevator.

"That was freaky."

"Dwight, or the ladder?" Jim asked.

Pam paused, contemplating. "Both."

They made their way into the parking lot, holding hands in silence. Pam's head was bowed, and Jim's shoulders were hunched. They both had a feeling that they got their hopes up, and nothing was going to happen.

Edward, Bella and Alice were hiding in the bushes. All three were sending telepathic signals to Jim; get down on one knee! Propose! Ask her to marry you!

When Jim and Pam got to the center of the parking lot, right near their shared car, the vampires knew that the telepathy did not pay off. Jim had let go of Pam's hand and was unlocking the doors. He wasn't even looking at Pam, who didn't move from the spot where he let go of her hand. Right before he got the chance to sit down in the driver's seat, Pam brushed her hand gently against his arm.

"Wait," she said, pulling him away from the car.

"Yeah?" he asked, turning to face her, his hands shoved in his pockets. Pam stayed quiet for a moment, thinking about what to say.

"Why haven't you proposed yet?" she finally blurted, flustered. Jim's eyes widened. "I've been waiting for months, and I really thought that it would be tonight, you know? The fancy Italian dinner, the rose petals… then you brought me up to the office, and we were kissing and it felt like the moment was perfect."

She interrupted herself. "I know Dwight messed it up, and it threw you a little." She shook her head. "But you still could have done it in the parking lot! And now you're about to get into the car and take me home and forget the whole thing, aren't you? You're not even trying anymore."

She looked up at him, nearly in tears. "Don't you want to get married?"

"I- God Pam, yes!" Jim took her hands in his, squeezing them. "I want it so badly, but-"

"But?" she echoed worriedly.

"But I want it to be perfect for you, too," he admitted quietly.

She grinned. "Do you know how you can make it perfect for me?"

"How?"

"If you get down on your knee–" she pulled one hand away, pointing at the ground with a jerk of her hand, "–and ask me, already!"

Jim laughed, relieved. "I can do that."

He dropped to his knee, and pulled the box out of his pocket. "Pam, I love you. I've loved you practically since the day I met-"

"Save it," she interrupted, and when he looked worried, she giggled. "Just ask me."

"Okay." Jim took a deep breath, and opened the box, revealing a ring that made Pam's breath catch in her throat, and tears spring to her eyes. "Pamela Morgan Beesly, will you marry me?"

Pam was completely choked up, and so she just decided to nod vigorously. When she finally could get words out, she whispered, "Yes, Master." Pam stuck her left hand out, and Jim slipped the ring on her finger. He stood up and pulled her in for a long kiss. Jim finally pulled back, due to lack of oxygen, and grinned.

"So… you actually wanna marry me?"

Pam leaned her head on Jim's chest, admiring the ring. "Absolutely, I do."

Alice, Bella and Edward were still waiting in the bushes. "Our work here is done," Edward whispered, and led Alice and Bella home.

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When Bella and Edward arrived at their house, they sat down together on the couch in their bedroom.

"That was an adorable engagement," Bella observed, running her hand over her own ring.

"I agree," Edward said, and placed a kiss to Bella's temple. "But I think that our relationship is much stronger."

Bella smiled. "Why's that?"

"Because there is no one that could love anyone else as much as I love you."

"I love you, too," Bella said, and kissed him on the mouth. "But I have to say that you really are a sap."

Edward laughed, "I know." Edward started to fidget around a little. Bella was able to see this, being that vampires don't really fidget.

"What's wrong?"

Edward looked down at Bella's ring. Then he took her hand in his. "Do you wish that I proposed to you in a more, er, romantic way?"

Bella laughed, "No." She kissed him. "I love the way that you proposed to me… both times."

Edward finally met her eyes. "Are you sure?"

Bella kissed everywhere she could on Edward's face, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm positive."

Edward pulled Bella into a long kiss, and they didn't stop for a while… they didn't need to breathe. Bella finally pulled away from the kiss and rest her head on Edward's chest. Out of the blue, she started laughing.

Edward shifted slightly, wrapping his arms around Bella. "What's so funny, love?"

"Well, being that you changed me… do I have to call you master?"

"I'll have to think about it," Edward laughed.

Bella reached up to kiss him, and when she pulled back, she whispered, "I love you Edward."

"You know, I think we are going to have to stick with Edward. I love the way you say my name."

"Edward it is, then."

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