Disclaimer: Don't own it. Yet XD

Authors Note: Thanks for the encouraging reviews! They keep my muse fresh, so just remember that XD This is another Kryan centric chapter, and it's this lengthy because I want to get back to the office by the next chapter. Prepare to hate Ryan. Just warning you.

Chapter 4

"Kelly?"

Ryan has said her name probably three times now, but she couldn't find words right that second. Admit it or not, as awkward as this was, it was exactly as she had wanted. Her cold feet had stopped her from going out with Toby, and all she could think about the entire night was getting here, to this city, when she looked her absolute cutest, and seeing the guy who had broken her heart.

That was not only pretty cliché, it was pretty messed up. Kelly didn't know why she wanted to see Ryan. All she could fathom for the last few days were the many times he had illustrated just how bad he was at loving her. Like it or not though, she did have some questions for her former boyfriend, and no matter how much he might detest sharing a few moments of his evening with her, he owed her this much. She hadn't even gotten a sweet break-up note; all she'd gotten was a sentence fragment.

Snapping to reality, she mustered a casual look toward him. She could so do this. He wasn't that cute. Just because he had those piercing eyes, and stupid perfect hair, and chiseled cheekbones. Without all that stuff, he wouldn't be that good looking.

" Hey Ryan." Kelly smiled politely, and motioned toward the chair in front of her "Mind if I sit? My feet really hurt"

"Uh, sure. " Ryan said, and she noticed that he didn't look that surprised to see her.

She wondered if it had been exactly what he expected, for her to chase him to New York. Ugh! That made her so mad. He thought he was so cool. He thought that she was so obsessed with him that she had probably made-up the whole date with Toby to make him jealous, and had then dressed up and tracked him down to this coffee shop. She sat, and looked woefully down at her styrofoam cup, trying not show her defeat in her eyes.

Actually, she couldn't be further from the truth. Ryan hadn't even come close to coming to jumping to the conclusion that she had concocted the whole date with Toby. He had saw the guy making plans with her. At first sight, he had honestly thought she was a figment of his imagination. He thought that Dunder-Mifflin had finally caused him to go out of his freaking mind. Then, when he realized she was real, he worried that the fact he'd just been thinking about her was written all over his face, so he didn't have time to piece together any theories on why she was here, and not at that crappy little French restaurant back in Scranton. He did notice one thing though, she looked amazing.

"You look nice," He offered making, as he felt, the understatement of the century. Ryan had long ago trained himself not to make to huge compliments to Kelly. They just got her excited, and put funny notions in her head.

She smiled wryly up from her cup. "Thanks." She moved her fingers nervously around her cup and finally sighed. "I feel like the biggest loser ever. Bigger even than Jennifer Aniston."

Of course, Ryan didn't follow at all. Jennifer Aniston. Was that the girl on Alias? No. It was the Latin singer, right? Or it could be that chick from Dream Girls. He wasn't sure. No matter which it was, it still made no sense to him. He got the word loser though, and that made it obvious that Kelly's date with Toby had not gone over as she had hoped. Now he was here to pick up the pieces. Great. Just what every guy wanted. Second fiddle.

"So, you and Toby and the little French place not all you hoped?" Ryan asked casually, hoping he was mastering the art of sounding like he didn't care.

Obviously Ryan had not understood her comparison at all. If he had even listened, he would have heard her compare herself to Jennifer Aniston, which made him Brad Pitt, and Toby Vince Vaughn. Brad dropped Jen like a hot potato when Angelina Jolie came along, and it seemed like Jen was going move on and be happy with the less attractive, but totally funny and cool Vince. Then Jen dumped Vince and totally started stalking Brad and Angie (or so that Special Edition of the Enquirer had said, and they were completely trustworthy) but did she get Brad back? No. He went and stared having babies with Angie.

Kelly wanted to have Brad's babies so bad. No. Wait, she wanted to have Ryan's babies so bad. Ah well, same difference. Ryan was Brad Pitt. She thought about explaining the story behind her comparison, but it would just be a lost cause. Ryan was totally handicap in relevant areas like the lives of celebrities. She'd once spent an hour of her time explaining what made an A-lister better than a B-lister. And he hadn't even looked like he appreciated it!

"I wouldn't know if it was all I hoped. I didn't…I didn't go." She admitted, without the help fabulous comparisons to popular stars, it seemed so much more depressing, and dull.

A little confused Ryan lifted a brow. "He canceled?"

"No! I did. You know, not every guy is you Ryan. Some guys like me. I get groped on the subway all the time." Kelly shot back.

" I liked you." Ryan stated calmly.

Kelly seemed to not notice this statement at all, for she continued to rant. "And Toby is totally into me. And so is that guy Darryl from the warehouse, he's asked me to Poor Richard's more times than I can count, but I never went because I was your girlfriend, and you would get mad. Now that I think about it though, I could have gone to get drinks with him, and you would have never noticed. I could let him feel me up on your desk and you would have never blinked."

Ryan rolled his eyes, a bit irritated. He hade just admitted that he actually had liked her, a big step where he was concerned, and now she was rambling on about that warehouse idiot.

"Yeah, right. I saw so many guys just going out of their way to feel you up at Scranton." Ryan said darkly

All Kelly could do was blush, and open her mouth in a wide affronted gasp. Finally, she stood up in a huff and pushed her seat under the table hard.

"You know what? I don't have to take your rude, sarcastic comments anymore. I'm an independent woman. " Kelly began "I'm going back to Scranton, back to Toby." With that, she made for the door.

Once she got outside, she started punching numbers on her cell phone, trying to call cab to get her back to where she left her cousin's car. She gave no thought to the fact that this was New York, and it was pretty much as simple as sticking out your thumb. The phone died and as she groans and looked up, Ryan was now leaning against the dumpster right next to her.

"Before you go let Darryl and Toby have their respective ways with you, you want to go see my new apartment?" Ryan asked, and held out his hand for her take.

Kelly considers what she should do. Ryan is a jerk. He dumped her, and insulted her. But then again, when Prince Charming asks you to go see his new castle, the 'Princess'-like thing to do is accept right? Plus, the sparkle in Ryan's eyes said he totally deserved another chance. He was so into her. She grabbed his hand, and he winked and gave hers a squeeze.

The tour ended exactly the way any date she'd ever had with Ryan ended. Except this bed had beige sheets, not lavender ones.

"Am I a slut?" Kelly asked, her face buried in Ryan's bare chest. His soft laughter shook her, and she peeked out nervously. "I'm super serious. I've never ever slept with a guy I wasn't dating before"

"Well, there's a first time for everything" Ryan said jokingly, but instantly regretted it because Kelly clawed him, and her press-on's practically took off a layer of skin. She got up to, and tied herself up in his robe, before walking out on this balcony. It was calm outside in the dead of night like this. Surprisingly calm for the big city.

He sighed, and followed her outside, he propped himself up against the jamb of the sliding door and waited patiently for her to turn around. When she did, the look on her face was a guilty one.

"I made a big mistake" She sighed.

"Don't be so dramatic" Ryan said and moved toward her, taking her hand.

"I'm not being dramatic!" She pouted, but laced her fingers through his anyway. "I just…I feel like a one-night stand"

Ryan groaned "Kelly, it's not a one-night stand. We've been together before. A lot before."

"Yeah, but we were dating then. It was romantic then. Now I just feel icky, and used" Kelly continued to whine, but held onto his hand tight.

Ryan lightly touched her chin "Hey. Don't be like that. I like you okay, I do. "

"Then why did you break up with me?" Kelly asked, arching a brow, letting go of his hand, putting her arms behind her back and pressing herself against his balcony ledge.

Ryan had a file on his laptop that was full of the reasons why. He could print it off for her, but he felt that wouldn't go over to well. Instead, he would just hit near the truth.

"Things we're getting really heavy really fast, and I got this job here, and I knew it was going to be a lot of pressure, so I did what I thought was best at the time. I guess I went about it the wrong way"

"You guess?" She asked sharply, but her eyes were softer now.

"I know I did." Ryan resolved, and inched closer toward her. She stayed still as stone as he ran his hands up and down her upper arms, and massaged her shoulders. "Come on. You know I'm crazy about you." Either that or just plain crazy. He only the thought the last part. Of course.

Her resolve crumbled, and she smiled brightly at him, encircling her arms around his waist. "Well, it's about time." She giggled, and kissed him, until both were out of breath.

He held one of her hands in both of his, and kissed the knuckles lightly. Kelly felt like she had honestly died and gone to Heaven. Especially when his eyes flashed so earnestly into hers. She pondered telling him what a good father he was going to make, but since statements like that never seemed to go over so well with him (though she had no idea why) she just kept quiet. She would give him anything right about now.

"Go to Prom with me?" He asked, caught in the sweet moment.

Anything except that. If Kelly Kapoor was one thing, it was a person who didn't make a habit of breaking promises. She had already called off a night with Toby once, and even though it looked like she and Ryan were back on, she wasn't going to break a Prom date. That was like, unheard of.

"No. I can't do that, but tell you what-"

"Wait. Don't tell me you're still going to go with Toby?" Ryan cut her off.

"Ryan, I already told him I would. I lied to him about tonight. He thinks I'm at home with a puffy face, not wrapped in your robe at 2AM."

Ryan could not quite wrap his head around the feeling that was firing up inside him. He just knew that he didn't want Kelly going to that dance with Toby, as stupid as it sounded.

"You're not going to the Prom with Toby." He concluded, and walked back in the apartment.

His sudden spurt of jealousy was cute, but as much as Kelly liked having a fuss made over her, she wasn't going to let Ryan boss her around. That was her job in the relationship.

"Yes. I am." She said and reached for his hand, but he quickly pulled it away.

"Okay. Then get dressed, and get out of my apartment"

"Ryan! Stop. Stop acting like such a jerk and just listen to me, okay. You're totally overreacting"

" I'm not a jerk Kelly, I'm an idiot who just slept with his crazy ex-girlfriend for God knows what reason. You were right, this was a mistake. A mistake I won't make again." He said, back to collected voice that she was so accustomed to.

She didn't know what to say. No one had ever hurt her like this. Twice. She reverted to the only thing she knew to do, beg.

"Oh Ryan, please don't say that. You don't mean it. I love you, I want to be with you. You just said you were crazy about me."

"I say a lot of things I don't mean. I once told Michael he was a great boss. Before I was his boss of course," Ryan said, searching for her clothes. He had her dress, and underwear, but he couldn't find her shoes. "We just had sex Kelly, what am I supposed to say? You're the most annoying girl I've ever met?"

He pushed the clothes at her, and she hastily grabbed them, and despite thinking Ryan no longer deserved to see her naked, she pulled it all on as fast as she could, and stomped to the door barefoot.

"Good luck getting a cab" He said sarcastically, before she slammed his door.

She had never, ever been so humiliated. This is what she had ditched Toby for, to end up used, barefoot, and all alone on the streets of New York. Ryan Bailey Howard was no Prince Charming. He wasn't even the frog. He was a snake.

As she stood there, praying a cabby would take a check; she heard the last voice she's ever expected to hear.

" Jim Halpert will rue the day he messed with me. One day. The day of ruing."

"Dwight?" Kelly said as she looked at the bench just ahead of her. Sure enough, the Dunder-Mifflin resident crazy was sitting there, dressed like…was that a monk? No. It was a Jedi. She so shouldn't know that.

Dwight turned slowly to face her, and gave her a once over.

"Kelly Kapoor. I was unaware that you were a hooker. I suppose you need the money though. I'm sure you're drug habit eats up you're paychecks."

"We've had this discussion before, I went to a couple parties with Ryan. I don't do drugs."

"Very well. I don't have to know about you're personal life. And you don't have to let Jim know I fell for his latest scam."

"What happened..wait, I don't want to know. Listen, do you want to share a cab home?"

"Certainly. As long as you don't attack me like you did at the Christmas party that once, then it will be fine."

"Agreed."

As soon as they we're on they're way back to Scranton in awkward silence Kelly got an idea.

"You know that time you wanted Ryan to get in a coffin? That was the best idea you ever had."

Dwight smiled maliciously. "Ah. If I had powers to for see the future, he would have never left that beet farm. Shrutes have been known to predict the future. Darn my cloudy inner eye. "

"Yeah. Darn that inner eye" Kelly said, depression setting in.

Further Note: Felt badly about the way it ended up here, so I added the Dwight part. It's totally out of place, but so is the entire show most of the time. Sorry if you don't like it!