A/N: I know it's been terribly long since I've updated this, but I am in need of some Jim and Pam time! Thank's for being patient!
-S.
Jim had thought that the most frightening thing he had ever experienced was his and Pam's accident.
He now thought differently.
The look on Pam's face was truly the single most terrifying encounter he's ever had.
He felt his grin wash off as she turned on him. "Think that was funny, huh?" She spat as soon as the doctor had left them alone in the empty room, putting her hands on her hips and squaring off.
"Pam, c'mon. It was nothing." He defended himself in exasperation. "Don't read anything into it." He shoved is hands into the pockets of his pants, still blushing.
"I can't go anywhere with you." She grumbled as she motioned him to turn around with her chin as she hastily redressed.
"It was a misunderstanding… or something. I don't know." He stuttered to the wall, waiting for her to finish. He rocked onto his heels feeling ridiculous for being in trouble that wasn't his fault. He felt his face flush with fast anger as he waited for her to answer.
He was met with a soft grunting noise.
He quickly spun towards her, his anger subsiding into remorse as he watched her silently sobbing as she struggled to pull her pants back on. She averted her eyes and covered her mouth in her hand, attempting to hide her frustration.
"Pam, hey…" he came towards her in two quick strides and tried to help her back into her clothes. She jerked away from him, her hand pushing him away.
"Just don't!" She snapped, his hands retracting like she slapped them. "Just stop trying to help all the time!" She wasn't far from tears again, she could tell.
"I'm just trying to-" he started.
"I know what you're doing, and I can't stand it! I'm not an invalid, Jim! I don't need you." She quickly shrugged back into her jeans, and in the process, toppled into the exam table, unable to support herself. Jim instantly retrieved her, settling her.
"I know that." He said quietly, handing her the crutches.
She took them without a word and shoved them under her armpits, humiliated and ashamed. She didn't know why she was so angry. She just wanted him to treat her normally- not like the freak she felt like.
He held the door open for her to exit the hospital, never saying a word. Making the torment worse. They drove home like that. Him looking over every so often, but never saying anything. She sat in silence, watching the naked trees go by and suddenly feeling sadden by and envious of them all at once.
