Days of the week

Tuesday

Disclaimer: I won nothing, apart from my computer, and my mommy bought it for me. So I don't even have that. It's sad I know.

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Jim woke up on the wrong side of the futon. Sometime between watching Roy stare at everyone in the office, after hearing about Pam's sudden departure, he had assumed that somebody in the office had said something to him. Roy had zeroed in on him, and expected him to tell him why Pam had hightailed it out of there.

'Halpert, is Pam sick?' Roy had asked while Jim pretended to be in the middle of something very urgent and life altering. (Jim had a lot of experience acting busy and important, just to piss Dwight off).

'Dunno' Jim said and then turned his back to Roy.

Not wanting to give away the need to yell and scream that he was in love with Pam, and that it wasn't fair that he would never get his chance to be with her. That night he had gone home and watched the game with Mark, and acted like his world was still hunky dory. If he had more conviction, more drive to do what he wanted, rather than what was best for all, he would keep on telling Pam that he loved her.

Instead he would sit at his desk and wonder and ignore that his heart was literally broken. That was why Jim had woken up on the wrong side of the futon. Because his life would always be unfulfilled. How could it not be without Pam by his side?

He got to work early, and thank god he had been so distracted yesterday, he had tons of work to do and he wouldn't feel the need to look up and sneak a glance, hoping for some eye contact. He should be the strong one, and just give up. But Michael had given him one piece of advice that he just couldn't ignore. 'Never Ever Ever Give up'

And he just couldn't. Pam walked into the office and she looked at him immediately, and she goes to get coffee. He noticed that it wasn't on her desk. The green teapot that he thought symbolized their relationship, was nowhere to be seen, and it hurt.

He didn't know what he did to Pam, to make her get rid of it like that. Dwight came in rather abruptly and he glared at Jim. Dwight was now on guard, convinced that at any moment, he would get.. punk'd.

"Question." Dwight said suddenly, and brought Jim out of his wandering mind. "Are you going to accompany Michael on the seminar today?"

Jim sighed and rubbed his temples. 'Yes Dwight, you know that.' Dwight just glared. 'Fact, I am the ARM of this company, and I will relieve you.'

'Arm?' Jim laughed and he looked up to reception to share a look with Pam, but then he remembered the past few days. 'Yes, assistant regional manager, my girlfriend pointed out that I am the arm of this establishment.' Before Jim could even respond he saw that Michael was going to approach Pam.

Michael had decided that he was going to play matchmaker, and had been bringing up the tension between them. Jim had tried to stop Michael, not bearing to see Pam upset, even if it hurt him to do so.

So Jim began to stand up when he overheard what Michael was saying to Pam. 'I need you to come to this seminar, so put all the calls to voice mail.' Michael walks away and smirks at the cameraman that had been taping this whole scene.

Pam looks panicked and for the first time since the awkward scene the night of the casino event, they looked at each other eye-to-eye and smiled. For just a second, they both forgot about how awkward their lives had become.

The car ride was silent, and both were trying to ignore Michael who was trying to be entertaining them, and soon they were at the hotel, where the seminar was happening. It was a learning annex hosted event on getting to be the best salesman that you could be. Jim pretty much figured it was just another one of Michael's 'morale' boost that he was so fond of.

Pam and Jim were sitting so close to each other and for a minute, Jim let himself think that it was intimate. For Jim, any contact at all, makes him feel like it would work in his favor.

The conference room was hot and felt stuffy and Jim couldn't help but feel claustrophobic. He was sitting beside Pam, and her leg was leaning against his, and he looked around to see if anyone noticed. It felt intimate and he blushed. Pam was silent, and he wished that he could make some small joke that would take away this feeling.

Michael was off talking to the other managers, and Jim was left looking around, hoping to find something to distract him from feeling so awkward with Pam. Pam finally touched his arm and when he looked down at her, she just smiled back.

'I'm sorry it's taking me so long.' She says and before he can react, she walks off and Jim is left staring after her. Suddenly, that bad mood he woke up with is obliterated by one smile.

The rest of the day is vague and fuzzy, and before he goes home, after getting back from the seminar, Pam leans up and kisses him on the cheek. He had gotten some of Pam's favorite chips out of the vending machine before Dwight could get them, and he passed them to her as Roy was coming into the door. She smiled up at him, and then she pulled him down by his tie and she kissed his cheek.

'Thanks Jim.' And he left without saying anything, but the entire night, he just couldn't get rid of that grin, that one innocent kiss had created.

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Tuesday started off worse than Monday. Pam always hated Tuesdays more than Mondays, because you were even more tired than before. Pam had come home early after work and coughed and hacked in front of Roy to fool him into this fake illness she had come down with. She had frantically called Abbey again, relying on a person she had hardly spoken to until now, and now she had to talk to her. 'Pam, you have to make a decision, I think you know what you want.' Abbey was probably right, but that didn't mean I had to tell her that, or let her know that I thought she was right.

There on the kitchen table, was the green teapot. She had hidden all the 'extras' that Jim had put in for her long ago, but staring at that teapot made her want to call Jim, and tell him that she lied. She could picture the big dramatic reunion, and there would be doves and unicorns and everything light and airy, but unfortunately, it just wasn't realistic.

Instead she acted like nothing was wrong. That her bubble hadn't been burst by one tear. She went to work, in no mood to be ignored by Jim. She was almost angry that he felt like he had the right to treat her like she had done something wrong.

He had all this time to tell her, but no, he had to tell her with a few weeks until he wedding. She couldn't believe that she finally had the wedding she wanted, and now she wasn't even sure she wanted to go through with it.

She got to work without much trouble and she had already prepared herself for a long, boring, Jim-less day. Michael had told her last minute that she was going to the stupid seminar that really was just an excuse for Michael to leave the office.

She and Jim share a look and she wishes things weren't so complicated. Pam and Jim are cramped together, and she keeps on thinking that her whole face is deep red, by how much of a blush she has.

The seminar goes by, in a flash, and she sees Jim just standing there, looking awkward. Her heart weakens a little and she goes over to him. He smiles that huge smile that he only gave to her and she had to say something.

As she walked away, the butterflies in her stomach were going crazy. It was getting easier and easier to make her decision. Roy was great, but he just wasn't it for her anymore.

The day flew by, and when she saw Jim about to leave she had to do something. He smiles at her and hands her a bag of Pam's favorite chips. She smiles up at him and leans up and kisses him on the cheek and she looks behind and there is Roy. He doesn't even think that it could mean anything by something platonic.

Pam didn't want to hurt Roy, but she had to make her decision and she had to make it fast.

After all, tomorrow was just another day.