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[pambeesley]

If she hadn't glanced at the calendar on the way to the kitchen this morning, she never would've realized what today was. February 28th, Island Time. She'd been here for a year now. An entire year. This time last year she didn't even think about being here more than a few days. It quickly sunk in, though, that she wouldn't be going anywhere any

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[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica had figured out long ago that, if someone was watching the projector, there was a good chance they weren't just taking in another viewing of Bambi. Sympathy had stopped her for a while, but as the months went on and her own immunity to the truth of her past built up, she found herself less and less able to suppress her curiosity. Why she'd ever tried, she didn't know.

Not until she looked through the door anyway, poking her head in one more time at the sound of voices - and somewhere, in the back of her mind, she was looking through again and seeing Sam, on the couch with eyes like his world was coming apart, maybe because it had been - and saw Pam, illuminated by the flickering light of the screen. "Need company?" she asked quietly, looking up to the screen and feeling her stomach turn just a little.

[pambeesley]

By this time, Pam was sitting there with her mouth open as scenes of Jim and another woman - Karen - as well as scenes of her and Roy played out in front of her. So, she'd gotten back together with him. She felt disappointment stab into her gut and she shook her head. "Unreal," she murmured, wondering at how she could be so stupid. Maybe things had changed, though. She couldn't be sure. She wasn't living that life anymore, so maybe Roy had changed.

She sat through Michael and Jan actually making out in a bathroom upstairs at the CFO's house and had to fight back the nausea. The camera went back to Jim watching Karen with another guy when the CFO asked him to play basketball. She couldn't help chuckling when, once again, Karen managed to convince Jim that she'd dated almost every guy in the room. She had to admit, Karen seemed nice - funny, too - and she could kinda understand why Jim would like her. But, before she could continue that train of thought, she heard a quiet voice just to her left and looked up

[neptune_sleuth]

"I miss anything good?" Veronica asked, walking closer to slide onto the couch beside Pam. "Sorry I forgot to bring the popcorn." Levity was always the answer, and never more so than when confronted with something as serious as this. It couldn't just be her. This kind of thing hurt. She'd sat herself through it again and again, looking for clues, but that had stopped the day she'd found out who crashed the bus. She wasn't watching anymore than she had to; she wasn't volunteering to watch herself say things she'd never yet had cause to say. Not anymore.

[pambeesley]

"Oh, you missed plenty of 'good'," she replied. "Jan talking about having sex with Michael," she made a face, "Jim and his girlfriend, Karen, me and Roy apparently dating again." She made vague gestures with both hands. "I mean.. if you could call all that 'good'."

She smiled faintly at Veronica and shook her head. "It's okay. I'm not sure I could really handle any popcorn right now anyway."

Leaning back a little, she turned back to the screen just in time to see Jim and the CFO playing basketball. Her smile brightened a little when Jim made a shot easily.

[jim_halpert]

The sound of his boss's voice in the room had made his stomach drop when he was walking down the hall. It wasn't that Michael was a bad guy - he wasn't. He was, however, someone Jim did not want to be stuck on an island with for the rest of his life. Either way, he peeked in just because he wanted to see what was going on, and was almost relieved to find Pam was just watching an episode of the show.

Almost relieved.

"I always knew Michael was going to end up in a straight jacket one day," he commented idly as he wandered over to sit next to her.

[pambeesley]

Pam jumped slightly at the voice, then relaxed, smiling at him when he sat down. "Yeah, well. You know how Michael is," she agreed, leaning against his shoulder a little and laughing when the on-screen versions of them started messing with him.

"I guess you came back from Stamford," she said softly. "The last one we watched, you were still there.."

[jim_halpert]

Of course he had ended up back there. Jim wasn't the least bit surprised, and maybe, just maybe, he was a little disappointed in himself. He had finally had his ticket out of there, maybe to something better, and he had just gone full circle back to where he started. It even looked like he was back to doing normal things with Pam.

God, he hated normal now.

"I guess so," he echoed, his mood slowly lifting as he saw himself hide the key. He bit back a laugh, shaking his head.

[pambeesley]

She watched as Jim covered the key with his shoe, ducking her head and covering her mouth with her hand as she started to giggle. "Should you really have done that?" she asked, shaking her head a little.

"Wow. That's.. wow." She continued to shake her head until the credits started to run.

[crazyspacegirl]

The film projector, like Curtis' television, made River nervous. She just didn't trust it at all, so she tended to avoid it. When she saw Pam, and what she was watching, curiosity got the better of her. She'd seen some of the show made in their office with Jim, and she wanted to see more. Scranton, and the people there, were just interesting to her, from the stories Jim had told her about them. She liked to see that he hadn't been making up people like Dwight, and he was the only one the island had brought so she could see for herself. The rest she would just have to settle on the documentary for.

"Hi," she said to Pam. "Can I watch, too?"

[pambeesley]

"Hey, River. Sure." She gestured towards the rest of the couch and nodded. "It just started."

Just before River had walked in, the credits had rolled and now Dwight and Michael were on the screen, in Michael's car. "Dwight and Michael are on their way to a work party," she explained. "Michael was in a straitjacket and chains before, trying to do a magic trick, but other than that, nothing else has really happened yet."

[crazyspacegirl]

"Straitjacket and chains...." she repeated faintly. "And magic?" She shook her head. Scranton really was interesting. And odd.

"Is this something you remember, or something that happned after you came here?"

She didn't understand it still, but the fact remained that people from the same place often came from different times. She wondered if anyone would ever come from her own life, past what she remembered, so she could know what might have happened if she hadn't been on the island instead.

[pambeesley]

Pam rolled her eyes. "No, this is.. Um. This is after. I think this is well after I came here, actually."

She couldn't keep herself from snorting when Michael suddenly realized that maybe Dwight shouldn't be going to whatever party they were off to. Just then Michael's cell phone rang and Pam burst out laughing when Jan started talking.

"Oh, wow." Her mouth dropped open as Jan continued, thinking Michael had taken her off speakerphone. "I.. really could've done without hearing that."

[moraldyslexic]

"Whatcha watching, Pam?" Lennox asked when he entered the rec room, pausing to rest against the doorframe, his fingers curling over it briefly for support. For the past four or five days he'd been stoned, mostly to avoid thinking about and dealing with Amy's disappearance. Soon enough he was going to have to, but he wasn't ready yet.

[pambeesley]

Pam looked up at the voice and smiled. "Um. It's.. a show. My.. show?" she replied uncomfortably. She chewed on her bottom lip and glanced back the screen.

Jim and Karen were currently up there talking about someone Karen used to date that was there. "What're you up to?"

[moraldyslexic]

Slowly, his shoulders rose and fell before he came into the rec room and then flopped down gracelessly on the couch beside her, maybe sitting a little closer than he normally would. Sookie, Fraser, Hope, Amy... He was waiting for the next and he didn't want it to be Pam.

"Who's that?" he asked, gesturing at the girl talking to Jim. "She's cute."

[pambeesley]

Pam balked at his question and glanced over at him.

"Um. That.. That is Karen. Jim's.. girlfriend." I think.

She slumped down a little, gesturing towards the screen vaguely. "They're at.. a work party or whatever."

[sortofaman]

The Doctor had come in in search of records. Perhaps he could make them play on the TARDIS. Or perhaps the TARDIS would eat them. He wasn't really certain. Not like it mattered, the bookshelf being magic.

Unlike this hapless guy on the telly, who had just had Jim Halpert step on the key to his chains.

"Uh," the Doctor said, blinking. "Hullo, Pam. Who's that?"

[pambeesley]

"Oh, hey. That's um. That's my boss, Michael," she replied, gesturing to where he was starting to freak out as he tried to get out of this straitjacket and chains.

She shook her head, laughing fondly as the credits started to roll. It wasn't that she missed him- Well. Maybe she did. Just a little.

She started to laugh harder, though this time in pure amazement as he asked her to smell his breath.

[sortofaman]

The Doctor settled down on the sofa, watching almost riveted. Of course. Pam was fictional too. "That bloke got promoted to manage people?" he said, staring with wide eyes at the screen.

[pambeesley]

Pam chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, he did. I mean.. Michael isn't all bad. I promise." Was she.. sticking up for Michael? She almost couldn't believe herself and shook her head as the credits ran.

She couldn't help smiling when Jim came back on the screen and made a face when Dwight offered to smell Michael's breath.

"Oh, wow."