"Alright Beesly" he smirked at her, the trauma of tonight was heavy in the air, but he was determined to make it go away, make her feel safe. He sat on the floor in front of the tv, rummaging through her movies. He finds Legally Blonde, thinking of the day Ryan set the office on fire, playing Desert Island Meredith had named it as one of her movies, Pam commented that she kinda liked Legally Blonde, but he had cut her off telling her this was Desert Island movies, not guilty pleasure movies! He smiled, wishing for that moment, a simpler time, well almost a simpler time.
Simpler if you take Roy and Katy out of the question. "Legally Blonde?" She questioned, but she knew exactly why he chose it, after all this was Jim and he remembered everything. Plus, it was light and funny, which is exactly what they needed. He starts up the movie and finds a spot on the couch next to her. In any other situation he thinks maybe he would have sat a little further away, giving her some space, let her call the shots, but tonight he won't, tonight he can't, he feels a little too broken. He thinks she doesn't mind at all, pressing into his side and laying her head on his shoulder.
They pause the movie when their food comes, he ordered a little bit of everything not sure what she was hungry for. He spread it out over the coffee table and takes a seat next to her on the floor. They eat in a comfortable silence, but she's itching to ask him why is he was at her apartment tonight, she doesn't ask him directly but instead breaks the silence to tell him thank you, "...for being here tonight...If you hadn't have come through that door..."She trails off, not wanting to think of what could have happened. He pushes his food around, he gets what she's trying to ask.
He clears his throat "I came to say I'm sorry... for a lot of things. After the incident at the office today, Karen had a lot of questions. Well, really she had one question which was why, why did Roy go after me... I didn't want to tell her, not for the sake of me and her. I've always known that we would never make it, but she didn't, and I feel like for lack of better words such an ass." He shook his head, Pam listened intently while staring at her plate in front of her. "I did tell her. She deserved the truth, it was the very least I could give her after everything I've put her through. I told her you were engaged to Roy and I kissed you, she asked me if we had been drinking or something, said it wasn't a big deal, we could work through it…I told her no, that I told you I love you, and you turned me dow-"
"Jim."
"And then I went to Stamford." He wondered if he should tell her the rest, I mean the timing wasn't great, that was obvious as he scanned her face and neck the bruises darkening as the evening wore on. But is there really ever a right time? And if not now when? Does he say nothing, let their lives go back to the way they were, find another "Karen" or as he would put it, another woman to lead on while he waits for Pam. He continues, "Karen said loved...I said love. And then she walked out." Pam felt like she couldn't breathe. "So... it's over?" She said, she hated asking that, it felt juvenile, felt stupid but she needed to know. "Yeah, I think she just knew. And it wouldn't have been fair for me to pretend I wanted to keep things going. I mean she was lecturing me for an hour and all could think about was coming here to tell you I was sorry for the way I acted in the break room when you tried to apologize to me, and Pam..."He reaches out to take her hand, gives it a gentle squeeze. "Pam I'm not asking anything from you, I know how you feel I jus-" "No you don't" she snapped. "Jim you don't know how I feel."