Unopened Letters to the World
ktface3- well the abuse part wasn't funny... Just Pam's little, "None of those reasons mattered until I met you." I probably wouldn't have even put it in there, because it would sound corny, but it was on beach games, and that is one of my favorite moments so I slipped in there... Glad you like it. Thanks for reviewing so much. I lurvee it. 3
Just for a heads up, I'm thinking about having this story end around... chapter 17-20. So we're over half way done... unless I still wanna keep going... I may. We'll see how things go.
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Pam was feeling a nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach. She had tried to talk Jim out of doing something to Roy, but Jim wouldn't back down. He wasn't yelling, and he didn't seem furious anymore... He just told Pam that it was something that had to be done, like Jim didn't have a choice in the matter... While Pam was happy that Roy was getting what he deserved, she couldn't help but feeling nervous. Roy was very strong.
Jim bent down and he whispered in Pam's ear, "Just play along..." He smirked, and then said, "I think I left my toothbrush at the B&B..." Jim said loudly, winking at Pam. "I think I will go see if it is over there."
"I shall accompany you." Pam said.
She half ran, half skipped to catch up with Jim. Kelly loudly asked Jim and Pam if she could come along, to look at the pretty little house, but Michael of course had to add, "Kelly... they need their alone time..." After Jim shot him a death glare, Michael quickly added, "To talk about.. paper... and current events."
No one bought it.
Jim and Pam weren't even out of the parking lot and they already heard people talking. They overheard Oscar say, "I don't know Kevin, Jim may have slept on the floor." And Kevin started coming up with a plan to ask Jim if his back hurt.
They also overheard Angela mention, "Look at her skirt. That skirt is basically screaming, 'I cheated on my husband.'" Pam rolled her eyes and had half a mind to say something... But she bit her tongue and crossed the street with Jim, making sure to leave a bit of extra space between them.
After walking into the B&B, and telling the owner that they thought they left something upstairs, Jim and Pam paraded up to their old room.
Pam shut the door and walked over to wear Jim was standing. She kissed him hard and he wrapped his arms around her and he let the two of them fall back onto the bed.
Pam rested her head on Jim's shoulder. "We might as well just tell them... Especially if your gonna basically tell Roy anyways..."
"And it's pretty much assured that anyone with half a brain has already figured it out, based on Michaels... hints."
"So we're gonna tell them?" Pam asked.
"We are definitely going to tell them." Jim said with a smile.
Pam rolled so Jim was lying on top of her. She kissed him softly, sucking on his bottom lip. She let her leg bend so it was level with Jim's hips.
They then were interrupted by the little old lady knocking at the door. "Did you find your toothbrush?" She asked.
Jim sighed and stood up off of Pam. "Yeah. Turns out it was in my bag all along."
Another moment ruined by fate.
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As Jim and Pam were walking across the street, Pam leaned down and whispered in Pam's ear. "Here goes nothing."
Jim then grabbed Pam's hand. She was surprised at how slightly forward he was, but she smiled, and leaned close to him. Pam noticed her fellow employees poking each other and pointing... But she just smiled, butterflies in her stomach.
Jim cleared his throat. "Could I have everyone's attention for a second?" At that moment, fourteen or so heads turned in his direction, all waiting to hear what Jim had to say, none of them saying a word. They were all staring at Jim and Pam's enlaced fingers.
"As some of you might suspect, me and Pam are dating... So... wrap your heads around it." Jim said with a small smirk. Pam smiled.
"What about the wedding?" Phyllis asked.
"It's called off." Pam said simply. It's not like a date had been set or anything.
No one spoke for a moment. Then, loudly, Kevin yelled, "Hah! Oscar you owe me 10 bucks."
"That wasn't a real bet."
"There are no such things as not real bets." Kevin said.
Everyone at that moment started talking amongst themselves, including Michael who was applauding. Angela was scowling, and it appeared that Stanley wasn't even listening. Kevin and Oscar were still arguing about their bet, and Creed was just nodding, on and on. No one was quite sure why.
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Jim asked.
"Could have been worse." Pam said.
"See... now I can do this whenever I want." Jim kissed her forehead. She blushed.
"Oh you think so?"
"I know so Pam. You can't resist it."
"Getting cocky Jim? Think your lips are that irresistible?"
"I don't know Pam. Who's the one who keeps kissing these lips?"
"I can stop any time I want."
"You sound like a drug addict." Jim said. "You have to admit you have a problem before you can recover."
"Fine. I'm Pam Beesly and I'm a Jimaholic."
"That's the spirit." Jim said with a dorky smile.
The two of them kissed again, and Jim realized that he had never been so happy in all his life...
'I'll be even happier when I know, when I go to bed at night, that Roy got what he deserved...'
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After a lot of time spent standing around the parking lot, the cheap charter bus pulled up in the motel parking lot. Thank God Michael remembered to call the bus that morning to alert them that they did no longer need to be picked up at the campground. The bus was a ghastly shade of Barney Purple with the words, "Woodland Horizons" written on the side of the bus in lemon yellow bubble font. The bus driver appeared to be at least 90 years old, and he had hair that fell down to his waist, and he gave of such a horrid old man smell, that he would give Creed a run for his money.
Jim and Pam filed into the bus, after throwing their luggage under the bus. They couldn't help but sit and laugh, staring out the window, as Michael and Dwight single handedly attempted to carry all the blueberry tents that they had saved in the storm, from Michael's hotel room to underneith the bus. It was a funny sight.
Jim plopped down in the same seat he had had on the way down, letting Pam go in first so she could sit by the window. Her seat was the same, with a big mustard colored stain on the head rest and the words, "Go suck a tree" written in sharpie on the arm rest.
"This trip didn't actually suck that bad." Pam said.
"I would have to say this definitely beats Mock Amazing Race '02." Jim said.
"Or the 48 hour survival of the fittest without food, with just powdered milk to drink."
"2001 was a really bad year."
They both shared a laugh.
The bus began to move and Pam looked out the window. She couldn't believe, that just days ago, was the last time that she would ever look at Roy and watch the man she love drive away. She couldn't believe that the man she loved, was now sitting next to her. But the best part about it, was the fact that she knew, that she made Jim the happiest man in the world.
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Wow. That was short. Next chapter a long chapter the big Roy/Jim fight.
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Noelle.xo.
