He was glancing at building numbers, trying to locate which one was hers. He had never been here, in fact he only had her address after telling her he absolutely needed it for emergencies. She had laughed and asked him what this possible emergency could be, he smiled at the memory. He gave a very convincing list of reasons, but she didn't actually need any of them, she would have given it to him anyways. She'd made up so many scenarios in her head, asking him over to watch a movie or share a couple beers, and she would have done it if there was no Karen.
He parked his car, heading up a steep set of stairs when he heard a scream that sounded all too familiar to him. He broke into a sprint, following the sound that he knew was Pam, finding her door and swinging it open as he heard a loud thud. There was Roy, with a hand around her neck pressing her into the wall. Her cheek was cut and bloody, stained in tears, and her floor was littered in glass from what looked like a vase.
Roy dropped his hand immediately upon seeing Jim, Pam gasped for air dropping to her knees. Roy's hands flew into the air one on either side of his head as Jim walked towards him. "I'm sorry!" he sobbed, "Oh God I'm sorry!" He was crying, his back hit the wall as he sunk to the floor.
Jim was calm, he wasn't sure where it came from, he was steady and stoic as anger wreaked havoc on his body, anger like he'd never felt before.
He looked at Pam still on her knees bent over with her arms curled under her and her forehead near the floor as her body shook violently out of fear and shock. He wanted to kill him. He really did, but he walked over to him and tore him from the ground, shoving him against the wall, holding him there, daring him to move in the slightest. He pulled out his phone calling the police, telling them what happened, giving them Pam's address. He hung up, Roy tried to speak "Pam I'm sor-" He was cut off by Jim's arm against his throat, "If you so much as even look her direction I will make sure it's the last thing you ever do." He glanced to her still curled to the floor, and he wanted to do nothing more than to scoop her up and hold her. Please hurry he thought.
He held Roy there as the police arrived, they were quick, and Jim was thankful. Cuffing him and taking him away, Jim dropped to the floor immediately pulling a shaky Pam into his lap. Her head dropped under his chin and she cried, hard. Clutching to his t-shirt as she let go. She was safe.