In just a matter of seconds the last seven months seemed to flash before Pam's eyes.

Finally that fateful Halloween night became clear.

Pam remembered grabbing onto Ryan as the two of them quickly, almost in a frenzy undressed each other. Pam's hands snapped Ryan's button down shirt open and began working on his belt. Ryan meanwhile covered her mouth with his and was moaning as he grabbed onto her and the two slammed into the hallway wall together. Laughing through the kiss they stumbled to the bedroom. Pam remembered every detail then, every kiss, every passionate cry…never before in her life had she made love like this. She could see flashes in her mind as Ryan's big blue eyes stared down at her, how direct and serious they were as she threw her head back.

Then she saw herself standing at the sink with the pregnancy test, never feeling so scared and alone before in her entire life.

Ryan's eyes when he found out, the horrible sickening feeling that overcame her when she thought of really being pregnant. She remembered running out of the abortion clinic, Ryan chasing after her. She remembered their parent's reactions and how she cried in his car. She remembered that snowy freezing night when he slipped in the parking-lot.

Suddenly she saw herself, her boring dull life begin to spin into something different. Something scary yet exciting. She no longer saw herself trapped in this office and answering phones for the rest of her life. She didn't see herself engaged to Roy and secretly always thinking of Jim before she drifted off to sleep. She was no longer regretting her choices she made this past year.

She saw herself with Ryan.

How this pregnancy changed them. How they decided to face this together and how each time Pam felt overwhelmed or scared he was somehow always beside her. She saw him kissing her that Christmas eve, telling her that they could do this. She saw him proposing in the kitchen grinning nervously waiting for an answer.

She saw him in jeans and a T-shirt helping her move into his condo. She saw how concerned he was whenever she got a cramp or had bad morning sickness. She saw their nights together talking, watching television and laughing about nothing. She saw them making love while she daydreamed it was with Jim.

She looked back at all their dinners, all his little suspires for her…the flowers, the notes, the kisses while they walked in through the parking-lot. She saw him once getting angry with Dwight when he tried to start a snowball fight in the parking-lot and hit her while they were walking in.

"Attack the woman!"

Dwight screamed, his stupid earmuffs on his head. She remembered him quickly standing in front of her almost as a shield.

"Whoa! Easy Dwight!"

Dwight rolled his eyes mumbling that Ryan should take a chill pill and shuffled inside. Pam remembered giggling before he turned towards her and asked if she was okay.

She remembered how worried and cute he got. How he would rub her feet whenever they were relaxing at the condo. How they enjoyed their weekends together and often talked about the baby. She remembered just last week when Ryan began painting the spare room for a nursery.

She remembered their last doctor's visit and how he squeezed her hand when they stared at the tiny screen at their baby. She remembered seeing the wonder and excitement as he looked at it.

How each time she stared down at her sparking ring she often thought if she was making the right choice. How she would lay awake at night staring at the ceiling as Ryan slept beside her, one arm draped over her. How she would listen to his breathing and wonder if she was really going to be able to do this.

Have this baby, pretend everything was okay?

The thought of being a mother terrified her. She tried talking about this with her mother but she knew how stupid she was being. Her chance with Jim was over…Ryan was here now. This was Ryan's baby growing inside of her.

Ryan was the one who loved her.

Crying out, Jim held onto her with panic filled eyes.

"I'm calling an ambulance!"

"No…Ryan…I want Ryan!"

Pam cried, she felt warmth going down her legs. Opening her eyes for a second she saw blood and thought she would pass out. Just a few minutes ago she felt it kicking…now nothing.

Jim sprang up not listening to her and grabbed the phone on Ryan's desk. He dialed 911.

"Hello? Yes this is a emergency…"

The rest of his words became a blur. Pam tried to breath before another cramp washed over her and she fainted.

Nearly ten minutes later Ryan began driving back to the office. Sitting in the cup holders in styrofoam cups were his coffee and her tea. Ryan had tried listening to the radio to take his mind off things. Driving back he found his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel and his thoughts getting angrier and angrier. Why did Jim have to come and ruin things? Everything was going perfect before he came. Jim was finally out of Pam's life…he was in Stamford and doing his own thing. Pam was done with Roy and had made it perfectly clear to Ryan that she intended to keep this baby as unplanned as it was and raise it herself. As overwhelmed and as scared Ryan felt, he decided to do the responsible thing and step up. He liked Pam, in fact he always found her cute. Looking back he remembered his first day in the office and how Michael had played that prank on her about being fired for stealing. Ryan remembered how she began crying and how awful and guilty he felt watching her.

She wasn't the kind of woman he ever thought he would end up with, but once they decided they would go ahead with this pregnancy things started to feel more real. He was promoted to sales and working twice as hard. He wanted so badly to be promoted and finally became a success but it seemed as though this crazy office had him trapped.

All of that changed though when Pam got pregnant.

Now they were engaged, living together and counting down the weeks until their baby came. Ryan had no idea what kind of father he would be but somehow every time he felt the baby kick the most amazing feeling filled his heart.

He knew somehow he could do this and that he was in fact in love with Pam.

All of those thoughts seemed to shatter when he saw the ambulance with it's lights flashing in the parking-lot.

Speeding in, he prayed it was somebody from the other companies. That maybe there had been some stupid accident at the warehouse. Speeding in he nearly hit a paramedic as he threw the car in park and got out with the engine still running.

That's when he saw Pam on a stretcher being loaded in. Ryan's eyes widened and he ran towards her, everything a complete blur as he began to scream her name.

"PAM!"

"Hey hold on there!"

One of the paramedics tried to stop him but Ryan shoved past. Running towards her, he saw how pale and drained she looked, her eyes barley open.

"PAM!"

Just then he saw Jim following, his eyes worried. Pam glanced up as they loaded her in and saw Ryan fighting to get close.

"Ryan?"

Her voice was weak and full of pain.

Two paramedics held Ryan back as the others loaded Pam inside.

"What happened?! Is she okay?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm her fiancé!"

Jim stood back watching this whole mess play out. Somehow hearing Ryan yell that sounded weird.

"Don't worry buddy she's fine, we're bringing her to the hospital right away…"

"I wanna ride with her! Please let me see her!"

Ryan struggled before Jim walked over, his eyes looking down in shame. That's when Ryan's face crumpled up in rage.

"You bastard you did this!"

Ryan tried to lunge at the much taller man when the paramedics held him back.

"Take it easy!"

Jim took a few steps back.

"I'll fucking kill you!"

Ryan screamed before one of the paramedics held Ryan by the collar.

"Calm down! Listen you can ride with her but you need to calm down!"

Just then the back door opened slightly, one of the paramedics looked out at all the chaos.

"We gotta run man, she's bleeding bad."

Ryan thought he was going to pass out. Right away he froze at these words as the door was shut again and the other paramedic began to move. Ryan took one last look at Jim before they helped him in.

The ride to the hospital seemed as though it took forever. Ryan knew they were speeding and going through all the lights. The first two paramedics sat up front on the radio as the other two sat in the back with Pam and him.

Pam laid there, her eyes fluttering open and close. An IV had been hooked up to her and one of the guys were checking her blood pressure. Ryan sat on the edge, holding her hand tight feeling himself shake. Looking down at the blanket on Pam he saw some of the blood soaking through. His stomach turned as they keep speeding towards the hospital.

Ryan tried to be calm. He tried his hardest to comfort Pam and tell her everything was going to be okay. Her scared gray eyes stared up at him before they arrived.

Once they got to the main doors the orderlies came and rushed Pam inside. Reaching the lobby a doctor appeared and told Ryan he would have to wait outside.

"Ryan!"

Pam cried out as they wheeled her away. Ryan stood there feeling completely helpless. Taking a deep breath he just stood there before Pam disappeared.

It was nearly a half an hour later. Ryan had tried calling Pam's parents but they were away on vacation for the week. Taking a deep breath Ryan tried calling his mother but the second she heard his voice she hung up. Fighting back tears he sat down in one of the plastic seats and put his head down near his knees and waited.

A nurse came over with a glass of water, her eyes full of pity.

"Don't worry honey, I bet your wife is just fine."

Ryan waited.

That's when Jim walked in, his hands stuffed in his pockets and his eyes ashamed. Ryan looked up, at first he wanted to scream and attack him. Punch him as hard as he could and blame him for all of this happening. He wanted to hurt him as much as he hurt.

But before any of that emotion could take him over Jim walked over and Ryan burst into tears.

Ryan barley cried, in fact growing up he learned it wasn't the best thing to do in front of people. Instead Ryan simply kept to himself no matter how much things were bothering him. Crying in front of Jim was a defeat, simply because this entire time he had feared that Pam did in fact still have feeling for him.

Ryan lowered his head and cried as Jim silently walked over and took a seat beside him. Taking a second, Jim put his arm around him and let Ryan cry.

"I'm so sorry man…so sorry."

"If…"

Ryan cried through his words.

"If…she looses the baby…I'm…going to kill you!"

"Ryan don't say that, she's fine…"

Ryan kept crying before shrugging off his arm.

"Stay away from me! You had to come and ruin everything!"

"Hey man I'm sorry…I know I shouldn't have. It was just such a shock…I mean this entire time and then this…"

Jim tried to think of something else to say but no more words could grasp what he meant. Instead he just sat there as Ryan cried.

Five minutes later the doctor appeared.

Ryan sniffled in, feeling terrible that he had broke down like this. His eyes bloodshot he stood up suddenly and almost knocked his chair over.

"She miscarried didn't she?"

The doctor shook his head.

"She came close, and even began going into early labor but we were able to stop it."

"What?"

"Her muscles were contracting, we have her on medication that slows the process down until it stops. I would of done an emergency C-section but the baby's lungs aren't developed yet. She's resting down."

"She's…okay?"

Ryan blinked as the doctor nodded.

"She and the baby are fine."

Ryan thought he would collapse. Relief rushed through him so fast he felt sick.

"Can I see her?"

"Of course."

Ryan turned for a second and just looked at Jim. He had nothing to say to him. Following the doctor, Ryan left him. Jim watched before sighing. Rain began to slowly come down outside. Taking a deep breath he shook his head and walked out.

Ryan was right, there really wasn't any reason why he came here. What did he really expect to find? He was perfectly happy with his new life…why would he want to go down this road again.

Pam had moved on, she had a family now.

Not wanting to ever spoil that, Jim walked out as the rain began to pour.

The doctor explained Pam would need bed rest, and plenty of time off her feet until the deliver day. He told Ryan not to worry and lead him to her room.

Pam laid in bed, her face still pale and sad. Walking in, her eyes lit up and Ryan saw she had been crying.

The doctor left them.

"Hey…"

"Hey."

Ryan slowly walked over before going to her bedside.

"The baby is fine…"

Pam slowly rubbed her stomach.

Ryan said nothing before finally clearing his throat.

"I think he might still love you."

"What?"

"Jim…he waited with me."

Pam said nothing before Ryan sighed, he tried not to cry again…not in front of her.

"You still love him don't you?"

Pam laid there for a moment, silent tears running down her face before she shook her head.

"Not anymore."

Ryan said nothing.

"I thought I did for the longest time. I thought everything was happening so fast and that this might be a mistake because of the baby…but now I know for sure that I could never love him again."

"Why?"

"Because he's not you Ryan. When I thought I was loosing the baby I was terrified…"

She began crying harder now.

"Please forgive me Ryan, I'm so sorry…I want you. Just you."

Taking a deep breath, Ryan blinked away tears before sitting down on the edge of her bed. Putting his arms around her he let her cry against his chest as he kissed the top of her head, thanking God she was okay.

Just then the doctor came in, standing in the doorway he coughed to let them know he was back. Looking over, Pam tried to smile through her tears as Ryan held her.

"I take it everything is okay?"

Both Ryan and Pam smiled.

"Yes doctor."

"Well Pam I'll let you go tomorrow. I wanna keep a close eye on you for the night."

"Doctor?"

"Yes?"

Ryan glanced down at Pam.

"Do you know the sex of the baby?"

"Yes, we did another sonogram of it when Pam was taken in today."

Ryan and Pam glanced at each other before Ryan looked back up at the doctor.

"Do you mind telling us?"

The doctor smiled warmly.

"You're having a baby girl."

Pam's mouth opened in shock before looking up at Ryan. Tears slipped down his face as he stared at the doctor. Slowly…a smile appeared.