if i stumble through another year of blindness (pam, jim, jim/pam) pg

[bebitched]

Title: If I Stumble Through Another Year of Blindness 
Fandom: The Office
Pairing/Characters: Pam, Jim, Jim/Pam, appearances of ensemble
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2602
Summary: Pam disappears one day in August. Post-S2 AU, if Pam had decided not to stay in Scranton.  
Author's Notes: Title from Luke Doucet's "Free"

She had decided on an unusually cool day

Comments

[alba_holly]

I've never seen AU Jim/Pam. This was great.

[thirteenmirrors]

Yay more fic from you!

Maybe she’d be sixty-five celebrating her retirement while Kelly whined about cellulite and Ryan rolled his tired eyes and Angela prayed for their souls and she’d still be holding onto this brave thing she’d done once. -- I'm afraid they'll take this route on the show, have her wedding be the one brave thing. I like the Pam who changed everything instead.

when she sees his lanky frame puddle down the steps -- Love this line! So vivid.

I also love the office's game of guessing where she is, and that they never got an answer. Fantastic work, all around.

[snoggings]

"There’s a plastic bag of cardigans that’s picked up from the donations bin in Scranton. Pink and tan and baby blue and every other color that spells out in tiny scrawl 'there’s nothing to see here, move along.'"

Oh. My. Gosh.

The detail in this story is amazing and very inspiring.

[antilamentation]

Oh Mary, this was just a beautiful thing to come home to. Pam is my favorite character on the show and I absolutely love this picture you've painted of her. I love Pam brave, and I could truly embrace her doing something like this, especially when after all that's said and done, when she's able to be self sufficient and solid on her own two feet, she finally ends up with Jim on her terms, and when she's ready for him. Just lovely, so very lovely. And this: There’s something about seeing hope in age, watching their eyes light up, mapping roads of paths’ traveled across their faces, that makes her feel better about coming home to an empty apartment. There’s still time. is one of the best lines I've read in a story in quite some time.

And enough rambling but I seriously loved this. Awesome job.

[slybrunette]

Hmm.

This is going to sound wrong somehow, but it's me and if there's anyone who can get away with it it's me.

Office fic...it doesn't do it for me. At all. I mean I like your style, you know I do, but in the end of the day I don't really get much out of it. I'm just...with me it's like reading fanfic for Bones. Not that interesting.

I think I may have gotten something out of this. Like enough to remember and say "remember that really cool AU you wrote back in high school" when we're 80 and talking about our glory years as we search the nursing home for our dentures and that missing tube of Preparation H.

This kind of has echoes of that Boone/Ana thing you wrote. Except I understood this one.

In short, I really liked this. A lot. Putting it in my memories for later reference.