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Pam headed for the annex during a slow period at work on Monday. Kelly sat writing, scribbling out and rewriting on a sheet Hammermill CopyPlus, her tongue sticking out through her teeth and the sleeves of her baggy pink hoodie rolled up because it was horribly hot, especially for late September. Pam knocked softly on the divider, but she didn't look up.
"So Angela glared at me when she showed up this morning, but Michael hasn't mentioned anything, so I think we might be safe." Pam said after a moment. "Though he did invite Jim and me to dinner with him and Jan again." She made a face. Their relationship had been made public just a week before, and Michael had been more than enthusiastic to suggest a "double date" for the four of them. Several times.
"That's cool." Kelly was still concentrating on her little list, sighing in frustration every time she crossed off another item.
"What're you doing?" Pam asked, glancing over Kelly's shoulder. "Lindsay Ashton Nicole Kapoor? Hilary Love Aguilera Kapoor? Are you serious?"
"I crossed the first one out," Kelly said pointedly. "And I don't think the other one is that bad."
Pam laughed. She scanned the rest of the list. "Scarlett Willow Kapoor? That one's not so bad."
Kelly thought for a moment, and then put a star next to Scarlett Willow. "Thanks," she said. Pam smiled and headed back to reception.
Angela had just stepped out of the ladies room as Dwight entered the break room, a plate of green Jell-o with something dark inside cradled in his hands. She stopped at the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Arrowhead water as Dwight dug a spoon from the drawer and began scooping the Jell-o away from the set of nun chucks trapped inside.
"Hello Monkey," he said softly to the cupboards.
"Hello, Dwight." She replied. She shut the refrigerator door a little harder than necessary, and Dwight had to stop himself from turning to face her.
"Is something wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"It's that Kelly Kapoor. I can't believe that—" She stopped herself as she thought of what Pam had said. Would she really expose the two of them if she said anything?
"What is it? You can tell me."
"I can't." Angela said. "Pam made me promise not to. Even though I can't see why it's so important to her whether or not Kelly's love life is lay open for all to see. Kelly does it herself anyway. And despite the fact that he is completely useless, she should tell Ryan, if only to save the soul of--." She stopped, afraid she'd already said too much.
"We shouldn't have secrets between us, Monkey." Dwight said softly. Angela was silent for a long time.
"Fine," Angela turned to face his back. Dwight could be trusted, she figured. "You can't tell anyone, Dwight. Not even Michael. But that whore is….with child." She whispered the last part so quietly that Dwight could barely make out the words. "And the worst part is she hasn't even told the father. She is going to have this child in sin, and its eternal soul is already in jeopardy. It's just terrible."
"Don't worry about it, Monkey," Dwight hid a smile. "I won't tell Michael." Angela dropped the half-finished bottle of water into the trash can and opened the break room door.
"Thank you," she said to the potted plant next to the doorjamb.
"You're welcome," Dwight said, but Angela was already gone.
Jim tapped his pencil on his desk, partly to annoy Dwight and partly because he knew Dwight couldn't run to Michael about it since he'd left to go run some errands for Jan. After a few minutes of tapping, Dwight sneered at Jim. "Stop that."
"Stop what?" Jim said, pencil still drumming away.
"That." Jim ignored him until Dwight tipped his pencil cup over with the end of his pen.
"Well that was uncalled for," Jim scooped up the pens and pencils that had rolled all over his desk and dropped them back into the cup.
Kelly walked up to reception just then, a small pile of papers scribbled with purple glitter pen in her hands. She handed the papers to Pam, who seemed to be marking them up.
Dwight scoffed as Kelly talked animatedly to the receptionist. "I can't believe her."
Jim looked up from his computer screen. "Can't believe who?"
"Psh. Like I'd tell you." Jim stared at Dwight until he became frustrated and finally said, "Fine. Let's just say that Kelly's more of a slut than she lets on. If that's possible."
"And what leads you to believe that?" Jim pressed, face serious.
"A friend of mine, who shall remain nameless, happened to mention the gift that the Temp left behind when he rightfully abandoned her."
"What kind of gift?" Phyllis turned to face Dwight's direction.
Dwight smirked. "The kind that takes nine months to open."
Jim stood suddenly. "That's it. Everyone in the conference room. Now." He announced to the entire office. They all looked at him, only slightly surprised, and began to file in.
Pam and Kelly started for the conference room, but Jim stopped them. He looked down at Kelly's stomach. "Dwight knows." He said quietly. Kelly's smile fell, and Pam frowned.
"Angela." She said, and she and Kelly both rushed into the meeting, Jim following close behind.
Kelly stood in front of Angela with anger in her eyes. "Why you—" But Jim cut her off before she could start shouting and motioned for Kelly and Pam to sit down. Kelly fumed, hands in her sweater pockets, and glared at Angela, who was looking rather confused.
"Okay guys, I think we need to have a little discussion." Jim started.
"Is it true that you're pregnant?" Phyllis asked Kelly excitedly. Immediately the room was in an uproar.
Angela's eyes widened and she stared at Dwight questioningly, but he was watching Jim with a sneer.
"You're pregnant?" Oscar said in disbelief.
Kevin just smirked. "Niiiiice."
Toby looked at her, though not in surprise. "It all makes so much sense now," he mumbled to himself.
"This is so exciting," Phyllis added. Kelly gave a small smile.
"It is not exciting," Dwight said. "It's a disaster."
Angela, surprisingly, said nothing. She was still staring at Dwight, shock and anger lining her face.
Andy stood up and gave Kelly an enthusiastic high-five. "Awesome!" he shouted.
Stanley didn't look up from his crossword puzzle.
Meredith shook her head. "You're gonna regret that in about a year." She said.
Creed looked around in confusion. "Somebody's what?"
"Have you told Ryan?" Phyllis asked. Kelly shook her head, tears forming in her eyes.
"Wow, drama-llama." Andy added. "That is going to be a fun conversation."
"Okay," Jim said, running his fingers through his hair. This was not how the meeting was supposed to be going, and Michael would be back any minute.
Pam stepped forward. "Look guys," she said in a loud tone, and everyone quieted. "Kelly will tell Ryan when the time is right. For now, though, we all absolutely have to keep this quiet."
"Under no circumstances will anyone tell Michael any of this," Jim added, looking sharply at the camera men as well. "That includes you guys. You all got that?" Everyone nodded. "Absolutely do not tell Michael."
"Don't tell me what?" Michael said as he popped through the door. Jim and Pam stared at him, taken aback.
"Don't tell Michael that, uh, that we're throwing you a surprise party!" Pam said quickly, and Jim and Kelly nodded enthusiastically. "Now you've ruined it, Michael." She said disapprovingly.
"Why are you throwing me a party?" Michael asked. "It's not my birthday."
"It's totally in honor of you and Jan," Kelly said. "Because you two are like, a match made in heaven and we just thought that you completely deserved to have a party thrown for you, after all that you two have done for us and I just know that it will be the best party ever and—"
"Okay, just—just stop." Michael said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Kelly shrugged and winked at the camera behind him. Michael looked up at Jim and Pam and hugged both of them. "I can't believe you guys think so much of me," he said. "My sweet children." They both patted Michael awkwardly on the back and then wiggled out of his embrace.
"So when's the party?" Michael asked, looking around for Angela.
"It's this afternoon!" Pam said quickly. Angela stood up to argue with Pam, but Pam glared her down. "The Party Planning Committee is going to have this party set up by four, aren't they, Angela?"
Angela bristled, and then nodded stiffly. Pam turned back to Michael. "So you better go call Jan, because she's invited too."
Michael hurried back to his office, and Pam, Jim and Kelly breathed a sigh of relief. Jim looked sternly at his co-workers one last time and said. "Not one word." They all nodded before filing out, leaving Pam, Jim and Kelly behind.
"Nice save, Beesly," Jim smiled at Pam and gave her a high-five. "You too, Kelly."
"Thanks," Kelly smiled, and then her face grew serious. "This so totally sucks. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to keep this from Ryan or Michael."
"We'll worry about that later," Pam said.