"Cheated on him." Angela mumbled. "Why, surely you already know this, didn't Andy tell you?" She said in mock surprise.

"YOU CHEATED ON HIM?" She roared.

"Erin, you don't have to keep repeating it." Andy said, embarrassed. "It's not my finest moment."

"Not you're finest moment? Oh, Andy, it's not you're fault at all, it's hers, that son of a-"

"Hey, what about that apology!" Andy said loudly, trying to break the ice at he restrained Erin from Angela. "I'm sorry for-"

"Andy, don't talk!" Erin screamed, trying to wiggle out of his hold. "You did nothing, NOTHING! And once I get my hands on Angela-"

Angela quickly ran out of the elevator, which had been open for several minutes. Andy slowly turned Erin around to face him, his hands tightly gripping her arms.

"Erin," He said calmly, "Take a deep breath, and think about what you were going to do. Attacking Angela, that isn't you!"

"She deserves it." Erin mumbled, not meeting his eyes.

"Is there a reason you lashed out on her?" Andy asked quickly, loosening his grip but still holding onto her.

"Because nobody deserves that!" Erin yelled. "I had this foster family once, and they were great. For once, I felt loved. Then, the dad cheated on the mom so they filed for divorce, and they sent me to another family."

"Oh, Erin, I'm so sorry," Andy said, but Erin went on.

"And if there's anyone, anyone, who shouldn't be cheated on, it's you. Because I never like to see you hurt, Andy." Erin said, and their eyes met for the first time, both sparkling with tears. "I want to know the whole story, and leave nothing out."

"Alright," Andy agreed, and closed the elevator door for complete privacy. "But it's not something I like to remember." They leaned against the wall and sat down, and Andy began. "Well, about to two and a half years ago, I found out Angela was single. I courted her, and she played hard to get, she wasn't eager to go out with me like you, but eventually she came around. It started out like any relationship, I guess, and my first relationship since Jamie, the girl who turned out to be in high school-"

Erin pretended she didn't hear that last sentence, and urged Andy on. "But, she was not like Jamie or any other girl I had dated. She was snide, hard, demanding, and rarely showed signs of affection. But yet I was blinded by love. I wanted so much to be wanted. I wanted her to be all mine, so after a few months, I proposed. She said...okay. And that night, Phyllis saw Angela doing it in the office...with Dwight."

Erin gasped, and Andy went on, the sadness showing through his eyes. "Phyllis kept it a secret, and the affair went on, until Angela couldn't take her blackmail anymore and Phyllis announced to the whole office about the affair, except for me."

"Oh, Andy," Erin said, shocked.

"Dwight and Angela were on their toes, as was the rest of the office, just waiting for me to find out and explode, although that didn't keep them from dong it. It tuned out Michael was the whistleblower who told me about the affair, and well, it's not secret that I can get a little bit angry. Dwight and I had a duel over her, and it was a draw. I lost Angela, Dwight lost Angela, and she lost both of us." He spat.

"Oh, Andy, I had no idea." Erin whispered.

Andy added on, in a mock happy voice. "And then, when all hope seemed at lost, when I felt love couldn't come into my life, I met you, and I learned that I had never truly experience love before you. I courted you slowly, as I didn't want to loose you, and I slowly found myself falling madly in love with you. Then we got together, and wow, those weeks were magical, until you dumped me over a story you had never fully heard. And now I'm here. And now, I'm going home." Andy got up, without a look at Erin, who had never felt so horrible.

"Andy!" She croaked a lump building in her throat.

"Yeah?" He said, turning around.

"What did you expect me to say when I heard this?" She said her voice cracking as she held in the tears and stood up to face him. "Did you expect me to cry? Did you expect me to...to fall into your arms, say that I'm sorry, that I'm the stupid one, and that I'm the one who ruined the single best relationship I've ever had?"

"No," Andy said, nervous as Erin slowly inched closer towards him. "I didn't expect anything."

"Or how about," Erin squeaked, the tears finally coming out as she took a step towards him with each confession she made. "Me telling you that I'm hopelessly in love with you? That I've dreaded every day not being with you. That I live for the moments where everything feels like it used to be. Would you like me to tell you that, Andy?"

"Well, I wouldn't mind." He chuckled nervously, well aware that he was close enough to count the tiny freckles on Erin's face.

"Or maybe, you wouldn't mind hearing that as I voice these things, I realize I'm totally in love with you, I won't stop loving you, and the easiest solution would be for both of us to just agree to get back together." She suggested quietly.

"I'd be fine with that."

"And then, you'd probably want me to say-"

"Just shut up and kiss." Andy said, grabbed Erin, and kissed her, for the first time in months. It was a great kiss, almost better then their first, because so much had happened between them, yet so much about them had stayed the same.

"You don't know how much I've wanted to do that," Erin panted once they parted.

"Then let's do it again," Andy laughed, and they continued to kiss even more fiercely, so involved with each other they didn't notice the elevator move and later open its doors, until Kevin blundered in, snickering.

"Can you wait for the next ride?" Andy said, quickly releasing Erin.

"Oh no," He said happily. "I'm fine here."

"Well then," Andy said promptly, "We'll take the stairs. C'mon, Erin." He said, surprising her by lifting her off her feet and carrying her bridal-style off the elevator.

"Bye, Kevin!" Erin called happily, squealing in her beloved boyfriend's arms.