Rated- K, however I might up it to T rating in the future.
Disclaimer – I don't own anything. However if I did, I would be very happy!
Summary – This takes place during the middle of season 2 (after "Booze Cruise"). Pam finds out she is pregnant. JAM.
A/N – Please read and review, it is very much appreciated. If you don't like my story, please be nice about it. If you would like me to continue, or pursue other plot lines, please say so. This chapter is a prologue to the rest of the story.
Nine Months
Pam stared at the tiny blue-line, blinking she compared it with the back of the box. She slowly let out the breath of air that she had been holding. "Stupid directions," Pam muttered to herself. She threw away both the test and the box, and covered them with several tissues. Pam then slowly walked out of the bathroom, and into the kitchen where Roy was eating a bowl of cereal.
"Morning", Pam said quietly, as she walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a container of yogurt.
He grunted a response with out breaking his glance from the Sports page. Pam just nodded her headed in response, and grabbed the rest of the paper from him. After a minute Roy looked up as if finally realizing that his fiancé was sitting across from him. "Hey Pam, I can't make it to your parents house tonight."
"Why not. . . .we made these plans a month ago" she said annoyed.
"Yeah, but Darryl got tickets to the 76ers", Roy said excitedly.
"The 76ers, in Philadelphia, as in two and half hours away," Pam said in disbelief.
"Yeah, a bunch of us are going down to the game."
"Couldn't you go, I don't know . . . . next weekend. You promised both me and my parents that you were going to come tonight."
"Hon . . .this is my Bachelor party. So instead of going to a bar with a bunch of strippers, I am going to go to Philadelphia for the weekend."
"Stripper's, your not supposed to tell me . . .Weekend! You are going for a weekend?", Pam said angered.
"Yup, they are picking me up in an hour."
"Fine . . . .whatever" she said realizing it wasn't worth another fight. They sat in a silence until Pam said, "I am going to go take a bath". She was relaxing in the warm bath and had just started reading a book, when Roy came in.
"Hey Pam the guys are here, so I will see you Monday night. Sorry about your parent's house, I forgot about it. Love you" he added quickly as an afterthought; he then kissed her forehead.
Pam muttered the "I love you, too" without glancing up from her book
Pam finished the last chapter in her book and got out of the bathtub, she then put on a pair of jeans, and a black tank top. Pam picked up her phone, and dialed her friend Beth's number. The line rang 4 times . . .before Pam hung up. She had just remembered that Beth was visiting her relatives in Boston for the weekend. Pam thought of who to call next, and quickly dialed his number. It rang twice before the phone was answered
"Hola, en que puedo servirle", came the familiar voice.
"Hey Jim."
"Lo siento, pero no hablo ingles." Jim listened to the silence for a few seconds and said surprised, "How did you know it was me, I really worked on my accent this week."
"Well . . . .It was either you or the new Mexican restaurant; which coincidently I added into my phone book as Jim. It was a very tough guess though", she said laughing.
"I am so flattered. Hey, not like I don't like talking to you, But it is before 10 am on a Saturday morning, why aren't we sleeping." He asked as he stifled a yawn.
"Early bird gets the worm," she started laughing as she listened to him groan, "I was wondering if you could do me a favor? Could you come and pick me up, I have to run an errand, and I don't want to go alone."
"No problem. I will be over in like half an hour. See ya", he added as he clicked off his phone. He jumped out of bed, and took a quick shower, put on a pair of jeans, and a t-shirt. Jim grabbed an apple for breakfast as he looked for his keys.
15 minutes later Jim pulled his car up to the curb and Pam ran out of the house. "So Beesely . . . where is this mystery outing to?"
"420 Lexington. Please," she answered as she buckled her seat-belt.
"Ouch, that kind of makes me like a taxi driver," he said laughing. Ten minutes later they pulled in front of 420 Lexington. "Pam . . . this is a doctor's clinic . . . .what's wrong with you?" he asked worried.
"Nothing, yet. I just wanted some company," she said smiling softly.
Pam asked when the next appointment was, as she was in luck. The next available appointment was only about an hour wait.
Jim walked into the waiting room and picked up a celebrity magazine, "Awesome, this one is only two years old."
"No way . . .What is the headline?" She asked in utter disbelief.
"It is vintage . . . Brittany Spears' Secret Wedding. And by old I am really old. This is about husband number one, not husband number two."
"Did you hear husband number two's new song yet," Pam said laughing.
"Umn, If you mean K-Fed's new song, my roommate downloaded to my iPod, so unfortunately I have. Did you hear Michael rapping it on Wednesday? It changed my life forever. And by changed I of course mean my ear drums rupturing." Jim said laughing
"Sounds painful. However, I tried to forget about that horrible incident. Now I will start to have a reoccurring nightmare about it."
"Pam, the Doctor will see you now," called the nurse. Pam grabbed her purse and slowly followed the nurse through the door. Jim watched her leave and then put down the magazine, and picked up an even older issue.
Half an hour later Pam walked back into the waiting room with a wry smile on her face, the nurse followed her out, and said to Jim: "Congratulations Mr. Beesley you are going to be a father."
Pam and Jim's face shared the same look of disbelief. ( FYI- Jim is not the father)
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The Spanish is translated to: (It may not be perfect, but I have only had a few years of Spanish)
Hello, in what way can I serve you
I'm sorry, but I don't speak English