A/N: Well, with a four day weekend, it was easy to write this in one day. This is Jim's POV. Hope you like it, and please review. It helps me so much!

Disclaimer: I DON'T own The Office.

Jim's Point of view:

Jim watched as Pam looked back at Roy. Of course it was him. She would never do that to me. How could I be so senseless?

Jim could see tears starting to form in Pam's eyes causing him to clench his fists. How could Roy be so cruel? Jim felt vile at Roy's actions. How did Pam not see yet that what she deserved was so much more than what she for some odd reason, settled for? If Jim could, he would snatch her off her feet and never let go of her. He would always give her what she deserved, which was trust, honesty, care, happiness, love, and so much more. Yet, Jim often felt like he would never be enough for her. But honestly, how could anyone be enough for Pam Beesly?

Jim snapped back into reality and realized that he and Pam were staring at each other. What now? What was she thinking? Jim started to speculate an answer, but Pam dashed out of the office before giving him a chance to.

Jim looked around the room. Kelly was draped over Ryan, yapping about her new shoes that she had just ordered. Kevin was in the conference room seeing how many cookies he could fit in his mouth, with Creed and Roy cheering him on. Michael was pestering whoever he could. Stanley did his normal cross word while occasionally nibbling on a sweet. Everyone seemed to be having fun, while the girl who the party was for had just ran off heartbroken. No one cared, and that bothered him. Jim grabbed his coat off the hook and ran out after her.

Where would she go? She didn't grab her purse, so she didn't leave. The roof. She wouldn't choose anywhere else. She felt safe up there, and that would be the only place away from everyone.

Jim made his way to the roof and opened the door decisively. He starred across the roof top and met her eyes. He watched her try to wipe away the tears, attempting be strong. Something Jim didn't expect her to be at this moment. If anything, he devoted himself to be strong for her. He wanted to be because as of this moment, the man who was supposed to be here for her was probably taking his turn in shoving his face with Pam frosted cookies.

"How'd you know I'd be up here?" Pam spoke first.

How could I not know? This was a place that we both go to get away.

"Where else would you be?" Jim smiled

Pam forced a smile back at him. Jim hated her forced smile. It was a cover up, and it wasn't her real one. He hadn't seen her genuine one since the morning before she fainted. She hugged her arms and looked down at her feet.

"Listen…" she managed, "I am so, so sorry that…"

"What happened?" he was a little impatient to know if it was Roy that sent the texts.

"It was Roy, I guess."

Of course it was. His face saddened. Why wasn't she treated like a queen?

"Why?" he asked

"I don't know. Maybe he doesn't trust me. Can you show me the texts?"

Without hesitation, Jim reached for his phone and thumbed through things until handing it over to Pam.

He watched her as she read the texts. He saw the smallest smile form on her lips. There it is. The real smile. What did she smile about? The only thing she could have smiled at was my texts. That made Jim smile too.

"I'm fine. I'm with Roy and I'm happy. I'm done with all these stupid pranks. Just stop talking to me. I definitely didn't write that, Jim"

Hearing the text message made him feel queasy again. All the feelings he felt when he first read it came back, but he shook his head slightly. "I definitely didn't write that, Jim." Of course she didn't. She would never intentionally hurt me like that. We're best friends.

"I believe you." He finally said as he retrieved his phone.

Pam hugged herself tighter. "Did you honestly think I would say that to you?"

Yes…at the time.

"I don't know, Pam. After you saw…the note…I just thought maybe you were mad. You do have a fiancé after all and I shouldn't have wrote that. It was stupid," Really stupid "And I thought I might have scared you away." Scared you so much, you fainted and didn't want to be my friend anymore.

Pam shook her head. "Of course not, Jim. I mean, Roy is just…I don't understand him some times. I'm sorry."

You're sorry? Are you actually apologizing for something you didn't do? They met eyes. God, Pam. Don't you see it? See that everything that's happened hurts me more than anything else ever could? Jim loved Pam more than every "I love you" ever spoken, but the pain that was caused by all this, made Jim almost want to walk away. Luckily, love outweighed everything else, and everything the man he met in the park told him, came back to him. Instead of walking away, he spoke.

"Pam, you can't apologize for him."

"Yeah. Yeah, I know." She shook her head. Jim felt like he could almost read her thoughts…that shake of her head was more like "This is not how it is supposed to be."

A chill ran down Jim's spine. And he didn't know if it was because of the weather of having to see Pam so heart broken. Probably both.

He noticed Pam was shivering too. "Here. It's freezing." Jim took off his work coat and placed it on her shoulders.

She slid her arms through the sleeves and calmly inhaled. She looked more relaxed. Jim loved seeing her in his coat. Pam Beesly was wearing my coat. He never thought he'd see this. She didn't even try to convince him to keep it. She simply took it.

Wind blew forcefully at Jim's back, which was now just protected by his undershirt and a thin button up. His whole body felt frozen, but he didn't care.

A smile tugged at her lips.

What is she smiling about? It wasn't a forced smile. It was her perfect smile that could brighten up the darkest of days. Her smile made Jim feel as if he wasn't really living in the moment, but maybe in the future. Like this moment was going happen again one day. And no matter what the truth was, Jim was going to believe it because getting this moment again in the future was an unexplainable gift from God he couldn't be more thankful for.

Jim looked around trying to find whatever made her smile the way she did. "What?"

"I…I um."

What was she going to say? Jim stepped closer trying to catch the words that never came out of her mouth. He stared at her with hope. Finish the sentence. He had hope that maybe one day Pam would realize that there was no other woman in the world he would ever consider looking at the same way as he did her, that she would realize just how much more he loved her than Roy pretended to. Hope in her. Something Roy definitely doesn't have, and never will…but something Jim does have and forever will.

Pam starred back up at him. What was going through her head? Why has all day been a "Guess what I am thinking" game? Why couldn't they both just speak their minds and make everything clear for once?

Jim wanted to reach out and grab her hands. He wanted to take her and kiss her, letting her know everything he felt in one kiss, so that they wouldn't have to come up with words to say…just let that one kiss mean everything it's supposed to mean. Jim didn't even have time to think about if he would or not before Pam said, "I have to find Roy."

All the hope in his eyes flickered out, and he understood. He hated it, but understood.

"Yeah." He breathed out. "C'mon, let's get out of the cold."