Desperate Measures

Pam quickly ran down the stairs. "Okay." She said to herself. "Go left twice." She quickly ran down 2 hallways facing left. "Okay now I should he right til I reach a dead end." Pam ran down a hallway facing right, and she soon found no door straight ahead of her, and a hallway to her left. She quickly ran down it. "Okay. Which room did he say again?"

With Jim...

The room was starting to fill with water, Daryl had left Jim handcuffed to the pole but not before punching him in the stomach and saying it was a message from Roy. The water so getting so high that Jim tried to climb onto a table to avoid drowning. Oh my god, Pam, where are you? Jim thought to himself. I have to get out of here. Within a few minutes Jim's thoughts raced back to the Receptionist. The words from the Booze Cruise Save the receptionist flashed through Jim's mind. If he knew Pam, she would hopefully realize the truth and come back for him. What if she drowned? What if she was stuck somewhere? What if she died? Oh my god, Pam. Please be okay. Just give me some sign that you're still alive. He couldn't keep the receptionist out of his thoughts. He banged his handcuffs on the pole and yelled as loud as he could "Help! Help! Is someone there? Please help!"

He didn't expect to hear anything but after a few minutes he heard Pam yell his name. She was still safe, and she came back for him. He smiled to himself before yelling "Pam!"

In a few minutes he heard "Jim! Is that you, Jim?"

"Yes its Jim! I'm in the 3rd door to the right!"

"I'll be there in a second!"

He heard desperate footsteps racing towards the room. Every second, they became louder until finally he saw Pam standing in the door. He beamed at her as she stood in the door. She didn't do anything, but her eyes were full of tears. She raced over towards him and hugged him very tightly. After a few minutes of embracing and kissing, Pam finally said "Oh my god, I'm sorry. I was an idiot. I shouldn't have believed him."

"Its alright now." Jim replied, trying his best to embrace Pam but didn't make much progress, being handcuffed to a pole. "You see that key case?"

"Yeah." Pam replied.

"Go and look in it. Maybe theres a key to these handcuffs in there. The key was silver."

Pam raced over to the key case and yanked it open, she began digging through all the keys which were unforunately, bronze ones.

"These are all bronze!" Pam replied hopelessly.

Jim noticed the tone of hopelessness in her voice, and although he was close to losing his head, himself. He didn't want Pam worried about him. Pam's safety was more important, if she died here, even in his arms then he'd never forgive himself. Until right now he didn't just how serious he was when he said "I would save the Receptionist."

"Its alright. See if you can find something that can break these handcuffs." Jim said, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible. Don't lose it. I can't worry Pam.

"But, what about you?" Pam asked with worry in her eyes.

"I'll be fine." Jim replied quickly. "Just find something that can break these handcuffs. I'll be alright, I promise."

"Alright then." Pam replied and gave him a kiss before running out to the door in search of something she could use to break Jim's handcuffs.

With Pam...

"Okay. Don't panic. I'm sure Jim's going to be okay by himself." Pam reassured herself. "You're worrying about nothing."

Her hope faded when she heard faint crying. She perked up her ears and listened closely. It was too high pitched to be an adult's voice and too high pitched for even a little boy. Pam turned around the corner and saw a crying little girl.

"You okay?" Pam asked, bending down to the girl.

"Hey!" came a voice from behind her. A man was rushing towards them. "Thats my daughter!"

He then scooped up the little girl and was about to escape when Pam yelled "Wait!"

As he turned around, Pam asked him "Do you know where I could find something that can break handcuffs?"

"Theres an axe right behind you." He said pointing at the case behind her.

Pam sighed with relief and smashed the glass. After a few moments of searching, Pam finally found Jim.

"This was all I could find." Pam said sheepishly, looking at the axe in her hands.

"Its perfect." Jim beamed at her. He held out his handcuffs and looked at her. "Now maybe if you could swing right between the handcuffs..."

"But what if I hit you?" Pam exclaimed in horror.

"You won't." Jim beamed at her. "I trust you."

If only she could be as confident as he thought she was.

Hey!

Sorry for late update! I finished a chapter of United By Destiny and am working on Paris, City Of Love and Bruises. So you guys can expect much more updates from me! Thanks for your patience!

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