Manila Folders and Ball Point Pens Ch.10: jim/pam: pg-15
Title: Manila Folders and Ball Point Pens
Pairing: Jim/Pam
Rating: Pg-15
Summary: Pam has to stay to do late inventory with Jim, which Roy isn’t too thrilled about. She’s decided after a few hours she doesn’t care…
Spoilers: Season 2 after “The Client”
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Chapter 10: Secrets Out
Jim pushed Pam against the counter as she was trying to make tea.
"Jim stop…" Pam said playfully trying to push him away.
Jim shrugged his arms around her waist. "No one is here, were here early if you haven’t noticed."
Pam smiled but looked out the break room’s door; paranoid. "Roy’s downstairs-"
He cut her off by pressing his mouth on hers and suddenly she wasn’t worrying about much anymore. After Pam had shut the door in his face on Friday he didn’t give up. He showed up outside her door everyday, waiting to apologize. It wasn’t until Roy had finally come home that she was outside his door.
Pam didn’t like the idea of sneaking around Roy but she couldn’t shake the amazing feeling she got when she was with Jim. She was going to tell Roy, but she couldn’t find the right time to tell him. It was mostly silent when she was around him, he was different. She couldn’t help but feel like it was her fault, after all a conversation took two people for it to work.
She haphazardly put the tea cup back in the sink and pushed herself farther onto Jim. Both of them were so focused on each other and the kiss that they had no time to contemplate the break room door opening. Angela walked in and froze and they broke apart too late.
A look of disgust and an ‘Oh my God’ was all that was said. But that was all it took. Jim and Pam watched as Angela left and looked at each other finally stepping apart from each other; looked like the secret was getting told one way or the other.
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Pam paced nervously in the break room as coworkers started to fill the office. Jim rubbed his temples and kept looking out the break room door watching Angela. He kept thinking she was going to tell everyone who walked through the door or that somehow Roy had already heard the secret and was coming up there to kill him.
"Stop pacing." Jim said and she halted looking at him.
"We were stupid to do this at work Jim."
He rolled his eyes. "She’s not going to tell Roy, she’s too uptight." But the pit in his stomach warned him otherwise.
"Are we still talking about the same person?" Pam exclaimed but lowered her voice. "This is Angela here; she’s the one who ‘reported’ me to Michael when my paint spilled in the sink. She had a fit."
"I believe I covered that with uptight." Jim quipped.
Pam shoved him in the arm and he just looked at her. "This isn’t funny Jim, if Roy finds out…"
"Won’t be so fun anymore would it?" he asked.
"What are you talking about?" she threw back at him.
Jim looked down; maybe he shouldn’t have said anything. But when he looked up at her expectant face he had to say something, hell he was on a roll with saying the wrong thing anyways.
"I’m just saying that you like this whole thing being a secret. It’s easier especially if it falls out. You don’t have to be let down; you have Roy to fall back on."
Pam couldn’t really tell if he was serious. Was this what he thought she wanted? Wanted to have her feelings so far pushed for someone that she risked spending her life with someone else?
"Roy wasn’t a back up; I was going to tell him."
Jim nodded; he knew who the back up really was. "Well now is the perfect time to tell him. Unless you want it to come from Angela."
He wished he could just tell Roy. The thing was though, it wasn’t his place. Hell it was never his place. All this time he kept thinking that he belonged in a certain place with her, but he didn’t. He was just standing in somebody else’s spot and sooner or later he was going to get pushed from it, especially if he opened his big mouth to Roy. Then it wouldn’t even be Roy shoving him, it’d be Pam.
Pam just nodded and grabbed his hand to squeeze it. She never had a lot of courage before and she wondered if she held his hand long enough he could transfer some to her. "I’ll tell him."
Jim nodded. He just hoped her courage kicked itself into high gear before Angela’s inability to mind her own business did it for her.
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Angela walked downstairs to the warehouse. Of course Toby wasn’t in yet so she couldn’t complain to him. But she had to complain to somebody and he was the only person left. She shook her head and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. Didn’t those two know any better? This was a working office not a brothel. Although with Pam being the office mattress that she was, she couldn’t honestly say she was surprised.
She saw Roy and Michael in the back near the shelves and walked over and waited till they were done.
"I need to talk with you." Angela said as Michael turned around. "In private."
"Oooh kinky." Michael observed rudely. Nonetheless he headed over to where Angela pointed.
"Jim and Pam need to be reported." She said firmly. She watched as Michael contemplated her words and saw Roy lift a few boxes into the air. He had nice arms to say the least and she wondered what Pam saw in Jim.
"Did they do something to Dwight? Because he’s always coming into my office complaining about Jim. I think it’s a little more than that you know what I’m saying?" Michael raised his eyebrows up and down and Angela just looked at him in amazement.
She wondered if she smacked her boss up along the side of his head for stupidity if she’d get reported.
"No Michael. Jim and Pam were performing rude gestures in the break room."
"The big S?" Michael asked. "Right in the break room?"
That time she did smack him but sadly not as hard as she wanted and right on his arm. She wondered if he could get his head out of the gutter long enough to hear what she was saying.
"No Michael, I’m just saying they were being inappropriate, that’s all. This is an office and the office has rules; not that many people remember. I just don’t feel like I can work here if I come in and Pam and Jim and making out in the break room!" she finished heatedly.
Michael’s mouth opened so wide she wondered if he dislocated his jaw. "They were making out?" he asked in a surprised whisper.
"Do something about it, or I will."
Angela left a surprised Michael, covering his mouth in an attempt to settle himself down and a very very pissed off Roy; who had heard everything when he had shifted boxes on the other side of the aisle where they had been standing.
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Pam shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She felt like everyone’s eyes were on her. She hadn’t recognized how many times Jim and her could have gotten caught. Someone could have been at the same art show as them, or saw them in the parking lot, or drove by Jim’s house that night or were walking by Pam’s apartment. Millions of little moments seemed to flash by in her head but then she realized that it hadn’t been this past week that would have set people off. She and Jim were always close to one another. Sharing jokes, eating lunch, pranking Dwight, crying and laughing. They did almost everything together. So if people had found out about them, it wasn’t because they had been kissing. It was because of how they’ve always been.
"Hey…" Jim waved in front of her face. "You know its like past five now."
She shook her head and looked at the time. "Where does the day go?" she asked quietly gathering her things.
"Roy driving you home I’m guessing?" Jim asked holding her coat open for her to slip it on.
She nodded. "Yeah, I haven’t heard from him all day so I’m guessing he hasn’t heard yet."
Jim couldn’t help but feel guilty about the thought that popped into his head. He wanted to tell her how he wished Roy would have found out because then they could really be together. But Roy knowing would only benefit him and Jim realized that after he thought about it for a moment. Because wouldn’t Roy yelling at Pam cause her grief? That’s not what Jim wanted; the last thing he wanted. He shook the dilemma off his head and waited for Pam to get her things.
Jim walked Pam through the parking lot to her car. "You waiting for Roy here?"
She nodded and looked at her watch. "He should be here by now though."
"You want me to wait?" Jim asked shifting from foot to foot. Something uncomfortable was shaking his muscles and he found it hard to stand still.
She shook her head. "No you should head home. I’ll call you though when Roy goes out for bowling."
"Does he leave every night?" Jim asked although the answer was pretty apparent.
"It’s only for an hour or so." She shrugged. "It’s not a big deal anymore."
He could tell it was, or at least it had been and he leaned foreword leaving a kiss on her forehead.
She smiled but pushed him away. "Haven’t we learned are lesson today?"
He nodded. "But it seems we made it through today without incident."
Pam smiled again but saw something rushing at Jim from behind him. It took her more than a half a second to realize it was Roy. He looked furious and she didn’t have enough time before he whirled Jim around and went to punch him.
It was ironic really. A moment before that she was thinking of that stupid children rhyme.
Secrets, secrets are no fun.
Secrets, secrets, always tend to hurt someone.
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