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  <title>Willow &amp; Xander Picspam</title>
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  <description>Hey guys! This is my first picscpam! Well, I did one before, but I didn&apos;t take any time on it. This is a proper one with quotes and my thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re in order as the 1st is #10, then #9, etc until you get to #1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the cut to see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/11.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/8.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; guess who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;Uh, Xander?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, but keep guessing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; [takes his hand from her eyes] Oh, I can&apos;t fool ya, you see right through my petty charade. We goin&apos; to the Bronze tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This moment was just too cute. Watching Xander come up behind Willow and asking her &quot;guess who?&quot; even though he knows she knows it&apos;s him, and she plays along anyway is one of the first moments that I fell in love with their friendship**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/5.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Xander is pacing back and forth, Willow appears in the doorway, sees him ,smiles and walks toward him. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;I&apos;ll say this for the Y chromosome ... looks good in a tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; [tries to smile] Well, your double X&apos;s don&apos;t look too bad there, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;[fiddles with his clothing] You&apos;re getting married. My little Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;All growed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; It&apos;s a good thing I realized I was gay, otherwise, hey, you, me and formal wear... &lt;br /&gt;[Xander gives a small smile and hugs her]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Do you know how much I love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;Mmm ... &apos;bout half as much as I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Xander&apos;s getting married! Omg, for some reason I put myself in both of their shoes during this scene. They&apos;ve known each other and have been friend since Kindergarten and here one of them are and getting married. I just know what&apos;s going through their minds just during this scene. It seems all too surreal to both of them. And when they say &apos;I love you&apos; it just screams cuteness all over again and makes me jealous of them all the more.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/4.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ll tell you what it is. It&apos;s the frickin&apos; doctors. I mean, they just let her out, you know? Clean bill of health. Dig a hole in your skull. Here&apos;s a band-aid. Next! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:  &lt;/b&gt;Xander...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;They should have checked her over, they should have had her in. Well, don&apos;t we have enough monsters in this town, the doctors gotta help &apos;em out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Xander, I-I don&apos;t think it was ... any ... it just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; [looks around] Things don&apos;t happen! I mean ... they don&apos;t *just* happen. Somebody... I mean, somebody&apos;s got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Okay. [puts up her fists] Let&apos;s go. Come on, you and me. Come on. &lt;br /&gt;[Xander stares at her, then sighs. He walks over to her, kisses her on the forehead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; You know I can&apos;t take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Damn straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This episode alone had me crying. But this scene was powerful as well. Not only did we have Anya&apos;s breakdown, Xander&apos;s was just as powerful. Even with all the emotion in the room and the sorrow everyone is feeling for what happened to Joyce, Willow can still make Xander smile. When she held up her hand to fight him, I smiled &apos;cause Willow is awesome and she knows how to cheer up her best friend **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Come on, Will. Look, you don&apos;t have a choice here. You gotta wake up. I need you, Will. I mean, how am I gonna pass trig, you know? [chuckles] And who am I gonna call every night... and talk about everything we did all day? You&apos;re my best friend. You&apos;ve always… [pause]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This scene broke my heart. Her best friend, and he chooses to be right by her side, waiting for her to wake up. I truly think that Willow was able to hear him. I love how Xander was treating her like he would any other day, by throwing in a joke even though he was probably serious. This scene also shows us how close they are. Heck they hang out all day and then go home and talk about everything they did that day. This scene really makes me jealous of them and what they have. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/6.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Walking though the cemetery]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Okay, um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:  &lt;/b&gt;It&apos;s your turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; I, alright, okay, uh... &apos;In the few hours that we had together, we loved a lifetime&apos;s worth.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Terminator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Good! Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Um, oh, okay, I got one. &apos;It&apos;s a madhouse! A mad...&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  [interrupts] Planet of the Apes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; Can I finish, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Oh! Sorry, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; &apos;...house!&apos; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Planet of the Apes. Okay, good. Me. Uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; Well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m thinking. &apos;Use the Force, Luke.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; Do I even have to dignify that with a guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; I couldn&apos;t think of anything. It&apos;s a dumb game anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Well, what else do you wanna do? We already played rock, paper, scissors. My hands cramped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Well, yes, if you&apos;re always scissors of course your tendons are gonna strain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;[interrupts] Y&apos;know, I just gotta say that this has been the most boring summer ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, but on the plus side no monsters or stuff.&lt;br /&gt;[She sits on the nearby wall]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  I&apos;m just so restless! I&apos;m actually looking forward to school startin&apos; up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:  &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, and that wouldn&apos;t have anything to do with a certain girl we both know who is a Vampire Slayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; Please, I&apos;m so over her. Did she, uh, mention when she might be gettin&apos; back? About which I do not care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; I haven&apos;t heard from her. I got a couple postcards when she went to L.A., but then, like, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; Well, she&apos;s probably with her dad having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  And you don&apos;t care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:  &lt;/b&gt;Well, okay, there might be some interest. I&apos;m a man. I have &lt;br /&gt;certain desires, certain needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Uhhh! I don&apos;t wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; I got a movie for ya! (taps her nose with his ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  (surprised) Xander!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:  &lt;/b&gt;You&apos;re Amish! You can&apos;t fight back... &apos;cause you&apos;re Amish! I mock you with my ice cream cone, Amish guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:  &lt;/b&gt;Witness. (pouty) My nose is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Let me get that for ya. [leans in to lick off her nose]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Xander! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  I&apos;m sorry, I can&apos;t help myself. Your nose looks so tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I really liked this scene. It kind of shows you what they used to do before the met Buffy. Playing simple games that only the two of them can enjoy with each other, eating ice cream and walking together at night. I am still somewhat in favor of them getting together, I just wish they did it before Willow met Oz. but I just loved this scene and got made when that vamp interrupted them.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/3.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:  &lt;/b&gt;Cordelia, man, she does love titles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  [reminded by that, laughing hysterically] Oh, God! Remember in &lt;br /&gt;sixth grade with the field trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Right! Right! The guy with the antlers on his belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Be my Deputy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  And remember the, the hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Oh God! The hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Great scene! I felt a little bad for Buffy &apos;cause she wasn&apos;t in on the inside joke, but these two have been through a lot together. It also is great how they don&apos;t have to say much or anything at all to know what the other is talking about. They read each other so well. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/7.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Bored now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  This is the part that&apos;s less fun. When there isn&apos;t any screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cordelia: &lt;/b&gt; What&apos;s up with you two and the leather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:  &lt;/b&gt;[to Xander] Play now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  It&apos;s not that I don&apos;t appreciate your appetite, Will, but I thought we agreed it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;[Willow whines and brushes her hand against Xander&apos;s chest.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cordelia:&lt;/b&gt;  No. No! No way! I wish us into Bizarro Land, and you guys are still together?! I cannot win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:  &lt;/b&gt;Probably not. [vamps out] But I&apos;ll give you a head start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cordelia:&lt;/b&gt;  [gasps] No!&lt;br /&gt;[Cordelia runs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  I love this part.&lt;br /&gt;[they kiss]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt; You love all the parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Okay this entire episode just kicked ass! I &lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; vamp Xander and Willow. Willow is such a bad ass I was glad they brought her back later. It&apos;s great to see that even if the world had pretty much ended and they got vamped, that they&apos;d still be together. This just all together shows how strong their friendship is in real life that it is able to follow them into the other world**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/9.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;[holding Xander&apos;s hand] So, I guess you&apos;re stuck with me then, huh? Let&apos;s order some cherry-flavored off-brand gelatin, and then I think we&apos;ll be up for a rousing game of—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;I might need a parrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; Well, to go with the eye patch, to really complete the look. I think I still have that costume from Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, and don&apos;t underestimate the impact of a peg leg. Maybe the hospital can hook you up with a nice one. Maybe they have a 2-body-parts for the price of one kind of deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;Oh, you know what the best part is? No one will ever make me watch jaws 3-D again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, and, you&apos;ll never have to... [tries to stifle her tears as they well up in her eyes, squeezes Xander&apos;s hand tighter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;*sighs*[he at Willow as tears well up in her eyes] Oh, Willow... please don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***This was so sad. Xander tries to make the situation light by throwing in some jokes as usual, even though he had lost half of his sight. Willow is trying to be there for him by joking along with him, but when she realizes al the stuff he&apos;s never be able to do anymore just breaks my heart. I just wanted to hug both of them and tell them it would be alright. Another way to show you these two friends are in it forever. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/2.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Willow walk up to Xander who had just crashed and was still lying on the ground after looking at Buffy. She looks down at him, smiling and pulling her hair behind her ear.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  [sees her] Willow! You&apos;re so very much the person that I wanted to see! (gets up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Oh, really?&lt;br /&gt;[They start walking toward the school.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Yeah. You know, I kinda had a problem with the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Uh, which part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  The math. Can you help me out tonight, pleeeease, be my study buddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  Well, what&apos;s in it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  A shiny nickel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Okay. Do you have &apos;Theories in Trig&apos;? You should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:  &lt;/b&gt;Check it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt;  From the library? Where the books live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  Right, I&apos;m there! See, I wanna change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**They couldn&apos;t have introduced Willow and Xander any better. This scene is one of my favorite just because we learn later that this is who they are. They have their inside jokes and they can joke with one another and still be the best of friends**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/Buffy_Icons/picspam/10.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; Hey, black-eyed girl. Whatcha doin&apos;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;Ah, no. You&apos;re not the only one with powers, you know. You may be a hopped-up uber-witch, but ... this carpenter can dry-wall you into the next century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m not joking, Xander. Get out of my way. Now.&lt;br /&gt;[Willow sends a bolt of magic at Xander. It lifts him off his feet and throws him to the ground at the base of the statue.]&lt;br /&gt;later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;You can&apos;t stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I get that. It&apos;s just, where else am I gonna go? You&apos;ve been my best friend my whole life. World gonna end ... where else would I want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Is this the master plan? You&apos;re going to stop me by telling me you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; Well, I was going to walk you off a cliff and hand you an anvil, but ... it seemed kinda cartoony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Still making jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;I&apos;m not joking. I know you&apos;re in pain. I can&apos;t imagine the pain you&apos;re in. And I know you&apos;re about to do something apocalyptically evil and stupid, and hey. [spreading out his arms] I still want to hang. You&apos;re Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt; Don&apos;t call me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;First day of kindergarten. You cried because you broke the yellow crayon, and you were too afraid to tell anyone. You&apos;ve come pretty far, ending the world, not a terrific notion. But the thing is? Yeah. I love you. I loved crayon-breaky Willow and I love ... scary veiny Willow. So if I&apos;m going out, it&apos;s here. If you wanna kill the world? Well, then start with me. I&apos;ve earned that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; You think I won&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; It doesn&apos;t matter. I&apos;ll still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Shut up. &lt;br /&gt;[Willow gestures with her hand and scratches Xander. He takes a pause and looks back up at her.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; I love you. &lt;br /&gt;[She scratches him again, he moves forward slightly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; [panting] I ... love y-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow:&lt;/b&gt; Shut up!! &lt;br /&gt;[Willow attacks him again, but he keeps moving]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander: &lt;/b&gt;I love you, Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;Stop! &lt;br /&gt;[She attacks again but nothing really happens]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willow: &lt;/b&gt;Stop. &lt;br /&gt;[Willow starts to cry and, as Xander gets right up to her, she starts hitting him with her fists. Xander just stands there and takes it. After a moment she stops hitting and starts to cry for real. She falls to her knees and Xander kneels with her, puts his arms around her and holds her while she sobs.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xander:&lt;/b&gt;  I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**If this scene doesn&apos;t show you how strong their friendship is, well then you need some help. This in my opinion was the best season finale of all the BtVS years. This is why this Willow/Xander moment is #1 in my book. Buffy has always the slayer, Giles was the watcher, Willow was the witch but yet Xander didn&apos;t have anything special about him. Buffy was always the one to say the world from apocalypse, but this time only Xander could stop Dark!Willow. He&apos;s still her friend, he still wants to hang out with her and be there with her. They have been through SO much since they first met. From breaking a yellow crayon to ending the world, Xander and Willow have pretty much seen it all. Even after Willow hurts him time and time again, Xander knows that his crayon-breaky Willow is still in there as he continues to say &apos;I love you&apos; and moves closer. That&apos;s friendship my friends. Nothing will ever tear these two apart. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are probably my favorite pair of friends in all my fandoms. I hope you all liked this and will comment to tell me what you think! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 20:18:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>More Pimping!!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making this one public! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am again putting out there my graphic design site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_desired_designs&apos; lj:user=&apos;desired_designs&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;desired_designs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/1.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s my personal graphic design site. I am trying to post a lot of different things over there like icons, wallpapers, headers, and love banners for different fandoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to post any more of my fan art over here in my personal journal &apos;cause that would just become messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you haven&apos;t already, (or if you&apos;re just stumbling through here) please consider joining and becoming a member! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;JOIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;JOIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;JOIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 23:00:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New JAM video</title>
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  <description>Song Title: Love the Way&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Five Times August&lt;br /&gt;Show: The Office&lt;br /&gt;Ship: Jim/Pam&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own ANY of these clips, OR the music. Everything belongs to their respectful owners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Yeah, I hate videos. This is probably why I think this maybe be my last one. &apos;Cause I don&apos;t like uploading to YouTube and so I uploaded it to Photobucket and it&apos;s like off. The words aren&apos;t going w/the mouths. It&apos;s just delayed not even a second, so I hope that isn&apos;t a problem. I hope you will still watch and comment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;34&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 19:15:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friends Cut</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;ve finally got around to performing a friends cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can&apos;t see &lt;a href=&quot;http://grappig47.livejournal.com/45739.html&quot;&gt;this entry&lt;/a&gt;, you&apos;ve been cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just a little house cleaning, and i didn&apos;t really cut many, but if you were removed and you want to remain friends, just comment me and I&apos;ll re-add you, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 04:04:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OH MY SHAWN!!!!!!!</title>
  <author>Shotgunsgurl47@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://grappig47.livejournal.com/39267.html</link>
  <description>PLEASE discuss here what you thought about tonight&apos;s episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s what I had to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULIET YOU SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIMING=SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN YOU SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK BECAUSE YOU TURNED DOWN JULIET FOR ABIGAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY JULIET FOR &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TELLING SHAWN HOW YOU FEEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&apos;S ABOUT DAMN TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t &lt;strong&gt;WAIT&lt;/strong&gt; until July!!!&lt;br /&gt;

I&apos;ve been contemplating this and I have decided...Psych is now my 3rd favorite (currently airing) show...It is now ahead of House

Office
Grey&apos;s Anatomy
Psych
House

yup you heard me. 

House people you SUCK!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Dec 2008 05:22:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Jam Fic: It&apos;s Good To Have You Back</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; It&apos;s Good To Have You Back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; grappig47 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; What happens when Jim and Pam did have that coffee in the Merger? Would Jim really be dating Karen if that would have happend? Spoilers up to &amp;quot;The Merger&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words: &lt;/strong&gt;5,756 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A/N:&lt;/strong&gt;It&apos;s Christmas people! Comments are wonderful!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer: &lt;/strong&gt;I do not own Jim or Pam or any one in The Office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;The Stamford people were coming today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Everyone was getting ready for the new arrivals. Michael and Dwight were going around the office setting up name plates on empty desks so everything would be ready once the newcomers arrived. Michael had sent Pam out to the store to pick up some champagne, snacks, and plates and things so they could have a party later in the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Once she was done helping Angela set things up in the conference room, Pam returned to her desk, eager to see a certain tall, shaggy haired, good looking man walk through the door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She heard the door open and looked up quickly hoping it was her friend coming through, but sadly it wasn&amp;rsquo;t. Instead it was a woman wearing a pink shirt. Pam thought that the woman looked like she didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be there. As the new office member approached Michael and Dwight and received her gift bag, Pam began to question whether or not she was ready for today to happen. &lt;i&gt;Oh well&lt;/i&gt;, she thought, &lt;i&gt;it&amp;rsquo;s already here, might as well make the best of it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;A few minutes later she the door opened again to find a rather large man, larger than Kevin, walk into the room. He had a similar expression that the woman, Hannah, had. &lt;i&gt;If everyone in Stamford acted like they would die if they smiled once, then how did Jim manage to stay over there for so long?&lt;/i&gt; Pam thought to herself once again. She began to think that maybe Jim wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be the same Jim she saw five months ago. Would he still look like Jim? Would he still laugh at all the same stuff they used to laugh at? Would he laugh at all?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;A short time later a small woman entered. &lt;i&gt;She looks nice,&lt;/i&gt; Pam thought. &lt;i&gt;Maybe we could become friends.&lt;/i&gt; So before she knew it Pam was standing up and leaning over her desk introducing herself. &amp;ldquo;Karen,&amp;rdquo; the woman said. Michael came over and said some things she didn&amp;rsquo;t really want to acknowledge. After Karen left to go to her new desk Pam began to wonder if the woman she just shook hands with was the reason Jim stayed in Stamford, even though she had broken off her engagement. She was very pretty, Pam wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to deny it, but could Jim get over her already? &lt;i&gt;I hope not.&lt;/i&gt; Pam thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;And then a kind of short man came into the office and unlike the previous people, this man had a rather large smile on his face. &lt;i&gt;Okay, at least some people smiled in Connecticut.&lt;/i&gt; She sat and watched as the man named &lt;br /&gt;Andy introduced himself and began chatting with Michael. &lt;i&gt;Oh no! It&amp;rsquo;s like Dwight and Michael as one! Poor Jim&amp;hellip;wait, poor us!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam began to wonder why it was taking so long for Jim to get there. &lt;i&gt;I hope it&amp;rsquo;s just traffic.&lt;/i&gt; Before she could even finish her thoughts, two men had walked in. One she did not know, but she didn&amp;rsquo;t really care about him because she was too busy starring at the man he was talking to. There, standing not 10 feet from her was one Jim Halpert, wearing a blue and navy blue scarf along with a new coat on top of his, blue dress shirt, his hair still ruffled like he hadn&amp;rsquo;t brushed it, and the best thing he always wore, his smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She waited as patiently as she could as Michael began to joke around with Jim, she heard the word &amp;lsquo;traitor,&amp;rsquo; but she could care less what Michael was saying. She was too busy starring at him. He was there, actually there, in the office. She was afraid she&amp;rsquo;d never see him again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hi I&amp;rsquo;m Jim, I&amp;rsquo;m new here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Before she could think, she was running towards him, &amp;ldquo;Oh, my God it&amp;rsquo;s really you!&amp;rdquo; She said as she immediately flung her arms around his neck. He wrapped his strong arms around her back. God how she missed those arms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was just doing a little joke there about how we&amp;rsquo;d never met.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She knew what he was doing, and it&amp;rsquo;s those little things like that makes her fall even more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know, I don&amp;rsquo;t care.&amp;rdquo; Why did she say that?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Awesome! Good to be back.&amp;rdquo; Well, at least he still remembers that she likes his jokes. She laughed and there was that dreaded pause she was afraid of. &amp;ldquo;The place looks really good.&amp;rdquo; She didn&amp;rsquo;t overlook the fact that as he said that he scanned her body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s really good to see you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You, too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He smiled at her again and said see you later as he went to his desk. Once she heard Jim was coming back she talked to Ryan about the possibility of Jim having his old desk back, because she knew Jim wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to ask for the desk back and she didn&amp;rsquo;t want Jim at any other desk. Ryan was skeptical on the issue, but once Pam offered to take Kelly out on whatever night Ryan wanted off, he couldn&amp;rsquo;t back down. So he moved to the desk across from Dwight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She sat back down and pretended to work as she glanced over and watch Jim make himself at home, by messing with Dwight. It was great to have her prankster back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Thirty minutes later, Michael called everyone into the conference room for the &amp;ldquo;Orientation video.&amp;rdquo; As they all filed in Jim snatched a snack when Dwight and Michael weren&amp;rsquo;t looking. Technically he wasn&amp;rsquo;t a &amp;ldquo;new employee&amp;rdquo; at Scranton, but it didn&amp;rsquo;t stop him from taking a snack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She sat next to Jim as they all began to listen to Michael welcome the new employees. After introducing the video Jim whispered to Pam, &amp;ldquo;Oh, this looks promising.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You won&amp;rsquo;t be disappointed.&amp;rdquo; She replied. She knew he would enjoy it because she filmed it and knew everything that the video contained. A Michael and Dwight rap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;No sooner than she said that she noticed Jim turn around and saw Karen hand him a piece of gum. She looked back at Karen once Jim faced the table. &lt;i&gt;Hmm&amp;hellip;&lt;/i&gt; she thought. &lt;i&gt;That was&amp;hellip;odd.&lt;/i&gt; She turned back around and put her elbow on the table and her chin in her palm as she began to think about what just happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;They seem, comfortable with each other, too comfortable.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They began to watch Michael&amp;rsquo;s video. Before the first verse was even over, Pam looked at Jim and saw that his mouth was hanging open and his gum was about to fall out of his mouth. She laughed silently to herself as she leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, &amp;ldquo;I told you, you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be disappointed.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim turned and smiled at her. &amp;ldquo;Why am I surprised? Did you help film this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam nodded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How in the world were you able to keep a straight face during this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh believe me&amp;hellip;I had to bite the inside of my cheek so many times. The only thing that kept me sane was knowing that you were going to sit through this and laugh along with me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim smiled and said, &amp;ldquo;Well, you were right, I&amp;rsquo;m laughing with you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam smiled and continued to watch the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Once it was done no one said a word. Jim turned to Pam and shared on of their silent look-and-giggles between each other. How she missed these moments with her best friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Later, after everyone had returned to their desks, Pam was finally able to take a moment and look and make sure Jim was still at his desk, except, he wasn&amp;rsquo;t there. He was standing near Karen and, what was that, he was laughing with her. She seemed to be setting her voice mail up and he was joking around with her. Pam couldn&amp;rsquo;t ignore the jealousy she was feeling right now. &lt;i&gt;They can&amp;rsquo;t be seeing each other,&lt;/i&gt; she thought. &lt;i&gt;They haven&amp;rsquo;t even known each other that long. Am I too late?&lt;/i&gt; She pushed the matter aside and busied herself with some work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;A little while later she noticed Jim get up from his desk and head towards the break room. She decided she would follow and maybe get a chance to speak to him. As she entered the break room she noticed he got a water instead of his usual, grape soda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh no, he has changed.&lt;/i&gt; She thought&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened to grape soda?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, yeah, I&amp;rsquo;m trying to move away from that. Getting into more of a bottled water phase.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam had to state the obvious. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve changed so much.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Well, I&amp;rsquo;m evolving, Pam.&amp;rdquo; He said jokingly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She really wanted to get a chance to talk to him, outside of work, and find out what all is going on with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So when do I get to hear everything? Are you still getting unpacked, or you wanna grab a coffee or something after work?&amp;rdquo; She held her breath, afraid that he was going to turn her down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He lifted his eyebrow in the way that says he&amp;rsquo;s about to apologize.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tonight, actually? No, I&amp;rsquo;m just still getting settled, so&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dang it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I really want to talk to you. How about you and I go grab a quick coffee after work and I come over and help you unpack your stuff?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim hesitated for a second before he nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yeah actually, that sounds great. So meet at,&amp;rdquo; he looked at his watch. &amp;ldquo;Five oh five at your desk?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She smiled. It was so great to have Jim back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Five oh five, my desk.&amp;rdquo; They nodded as he walked passed her and she pretended to look at the vending machines in front of her. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t let anyone notice how much she was smiling, so she continued to stare at the vending machines. After she was certain she had her smile under control and that she had memorized the entire vending machine, she turned around and exited the break room and headed for her desk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;The day continued on like any other day. Michael tried to inspire everyone; Dwight was, well, Dwight; someone quit, well that wasn&amp;rsquo;t normal, but it wasn&amp;rsquo;t a big surprise either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;After Tony left, everyone went back to their desks and began to leave for the day. Karen went over to Jim&amp;rsquo;s desk and she couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but overhear their conversation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, are you going to show me around the town tonight like you said you would?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, actually can I have a rain check? I&amp;rsquo;m going to catch up with an old friend of mine tonight. It&amp;rsquo;s important that I talk to her tonight. You&amp;rsquo;re not mad are you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam glanced up and saw the look on Karen&amp;rsquo;s face, she looked disappointed. &amp;ldquo;No sure, go ahead. I&amp;rsquo;ll, um, see you tomorrow then?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;See you Filippelli.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;As Karen walked by she smiled at Pam. She smiled back as she watched her walk out of the office. Pam shut down her computer and began gather her stuff when she heard someone walk up to her desk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You ready Beesly?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam glanced at the clock on her phone. &amp;ldquo;It is 5:10 Halpert, you are 5 minutes late. You&amp;rsquo;re going to have to make that up.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim raised an eyebrow. &amp;ldquo;Now how am I going to that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam got up from her chair as she said, &amp;ldquo;By me coffee?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s a deal Beesly.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They exited the building as they walked to their cars. They left and headed to the local Starbucks, entered the building together and stood in line waiting for their turn at the counter. While standing in line they noticed a guy sitting at one of the tables had a toupee that wasn&amp;rsquo;t on right. They stood there and continued to joke about the bad toupee man until it was their turn to order. Pam ordered a coffee with a sprinkle of cinnamon and Jim ordered a Caf&amp;eacute; Vanilla Frappaccino. Jim paid for their drinks and once they received them they sat down and continued giggling at the toupee man across the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Once the laughter had died down Jim decided to start the conversation. &amp;ldquo;Alright Pam, so what do you want to know?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, tell me about Stamford. Did you like it more than Scranton, or are you glad to be back?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim paused before answering. &amp;ldquo;Well, it wasn&amp;rsquo;t home. It was nice, but it just wasn&amp;rsquo;t home.&amp;rdquo; He realized he was starring at Pam a little too long while he said that and decided to continue by starring at the drink in his hand. &amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t really make any friends up there besides Karen, but I still don&amp;rsquo;t know what we are so&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, are you and Karen&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She couldn&amp;rsquo;t say it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, no. No, we&amp;rsquo;re not. But I don&amp;rsquo;t know, I kind of like her. I just don&amp;rsquo;t know if I&amp;rsquo;m ready to date someone yet.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s keeping you from asking her?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim looked up from the table he had been starring at for the past couple of minutes. &amp;ldquo;Do you really want me to answer that Pam?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She was hoping it was because he still had feelings for her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jim, I just have to know something. Why did you move to Stamford? You left without saying goodbye. I was actually hurt when I heard you transferred and didn&amp;rsquo;t even say goodbye to me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim laughed to himself somewhat and hesitated before answering in a voice so low, Pam had to lean in a little bit just to hear him. &amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be here. I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be 5 feet from you after you married him. I knew I couldn&amp;rsquo;t work in the same office as you knowing that I couldn&amp;rsquo;t be with you. So I figured that Stamford was the right move for me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam nodded because she understood what he was going through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Now it was time to take a dive. She took one deep breath before saying, &amp;ldquo;Jim&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He looked up from his spot he was starring at on the table again and met her gaze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was wrong.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t understand what she was saying. &amp;ldquo;You were wrong about what?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t really make myself clear that night when you told me your feelings. I didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to say &amp;lsquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rsquo; I was just so overwhelmed by everything that had just happened; I didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say. So I said the first thing that came to my mouth. What I should have said was, &amp;lsquo;give me time.&amp;rsquo;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim still didn&amp;rsquo;t fully understand. &amp;ldquo;Give you time for what?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam smiled as she explained. &amp;ldquo;Give me time to sort things out. Jim, I was with Roy for 10 years. That&amp;rsquo;s a long time, and there was no way for me to be able to end something with someone I&amp;rsquo;ve spent a third of my life with in one night. I needed to think things through. Once I did, I came to work that Monday and found out that you were gone. I was hurt Jim. I was hurt because you didn&amp;rsquo;t wait. I understand that you took a leap that night, but I just needed some time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She was crying now. She tried to wipe away the tears before Jim could she but it was too late. He reached across the table and wiped away a stray tear from her cheek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry Pam, I had no idea. I thought you had made up your mind when you turned me down, twice, that night and I thought that best thing for me to do was to move. I had already talked to Jan before I talked to you that night. I figured I had to let you know&amp;hellip;once, before I left. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t live with myself if I let you marry him without knowing how I felt about you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam smiled as she covered his hand that was still on her face. &amp;ldquo;And I thank you for letting me know what my options were.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim removed his hands as they fell back into silence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They laughed and Jim let her go first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s going to happen now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim thought. &amp;ldquo;Well, Pam I left for about 5 months and I am still not over you. You&amp;rsquo;re still my best friend; nothing is ever going to change that. But I still want to be more than that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;d like that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim thought he didn&amp;rsquo;t hear her correctly. He asked, while beginning to smile, &amp;ldquo;Say that again?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam grinned. &amp;ldquo;I want to be more than just friends with you Jim.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Now he knew that she was serious, she called him &amp;lsquo;Jim.&amp;rsquo; They smiled at each other and continued to drink their drinks while Jim continued to tell Pam about Stamford and they discussed all the things they could do to Andy and Dwight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;When I saw him today, I thought he was Michael and Dwight joined together! How did you not go crazy in Stamford?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I did end up putting Andy&amp;rsquo;s calculator in jello. But once I did that I found out he has a temper problem and kind of let that be. So we need to save Andy for when we&amp;rsquo;re really bored.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam agreed and discussed what their next prank on Dwight was going to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Once their drinks were empty they stood up from their table to throw them away and exited the building and walked to their cars before Pam asked, &amp;ldquo;So am I still helping you unpack your things?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, I agreed to have a coffee with you if you would help me unpack my stuff, are you bailing out on me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She smiled. It was good to have Jim back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll help you. Are you still living with Mark?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, I decided that I would live on my own for a while. I&amp;rsquo;m leasing a place about 10 minutes from the office.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She nodded. &amp;ldquo;Alright, lead the way.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;As they headed towards his apartment, Pam began to think about what had just happened. So were they now a couple? She should ask him, just to be sure. What would everyone in the office think? Is this really happening? Was she really dating Jim, her best friend? She couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop smiling all the way to his apartment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Once they arrived, they walked up and entered his apartment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is nice &lt;/i&gt;she thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in&quot;&gt;Jim took her coat and hung it up on the coat rack. &amp;ldquo;Do you want something to drink?&amp;rdquo; he offered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um sure, whatever you have will be fine.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in&quot;&gt;He laughed. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m afraid all I have at the moment is water.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, okay sure.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why don&amp;rsquo;t you go ahead and have a seat on the couch, I&amp;rsquo;ll be over there in a second.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She did what he said and took her time as she walked over to the couch by looking around his apartment. She noticed that he did in fact still have some unpacking to do. He had some of the necessities out already, like the couch and a few chairs and a few tables and what man doesn&amp;rsquo;t go ahead and hook up the TV with cable. She sat down when she noticed he had a few picture frames sitting on the coffee table in front of her. She leaned over and studied the pictures before her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;One was of Jim and his two brothers. She had never met them but Jim has told her so many stories of them growing up. There were both married now and either had children or had one on the way. She moved on to the next photo and saw an elderly couple smiling back at her. She guessed that they were Jim&amp;rsquo;s parents. She saw his smile in the man&amp;rsquo;s picture and could see his dimples in the woman&amp;rsquo;s. When she was done with that photo she looked at the last one. It was of her and Jim at the Christmas party last year. &lt;i&gt;He must have gotten it from Michael. &lt;/i&gt;She thought because she didn&amp;rsquo;t remember Jim having a camera at the party. She only remembered Michael going around snapping picture after picture. Now that she thought of it, she did remember this picture being taken. Michael had come up to them when she was going through her teapot full of bonus gifts when Michael told them to stand next to each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She starred at the picture and saw the huge smile on her face. &lt;i&gt;I was so happy being there with him. Why didn&amp;rsquo;t I realize this sooner? &lt;/i&gt;She wondered. Before she realized it, Jim was standing next to her handing her a glass of water. She thanked him and took the glass and began to drink some of it as he sat down next to her. She continued to stare at the photo of them when Jim noticed what she was starring at.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, um.&amp;rdquo; He started. &amp;ldquo;Michael gave that to me. He framed it and everything. I thought it was just a great picture of us so I decided to put it out on the table with the rest of the people I care about.&amp;rdquo; He realized what he was saying and stopped. &lt;i&gt;Gosh she must think I&amp;rsquo;m such an idiot.&lt;/i&gt; He said to himself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She smiled and turned to him. &amp;ldquo;I think it&amp;rsquo;s a great picture of us. Why didn&amp;rsquo;t I know about it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He shrugged. &amp;ldquo;I thought he gave you a copy of it. Now that I think about it, he did give it to me after the booze cruise, so that might explain why he gave it to me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened on the booze cruise?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;For some stupid reason, I decided to tell Michael that I had a thing for you at one point. Don&amp;rsquo;t you remember me telling you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh yeah, I thought you said that you were over it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I obviously lied.&amp;rdquo; He looked up to see her looking back at him. She smiled thinking about how much has changed just in a few months of her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I think the bigger question is why on earth you chose to tell Michael Scott of all people?! You know he can&amp;rsquo;t keep a secret!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They laughed together. &amp;ldquo;I know! I quickly found that out. I tried everything in my power to keep him from telling anyone. I even went to Hooters with the man to keep him from yapping his big mouth. But nope, it slipped out while he was trying to get Toby to get the company to pay for our meal.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He put his face in his hands and Pam couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Aw, you poor thing. That must have been awful for you&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You have no idea! No sooner than they found out, everyone was telling me how sorry they were for me because I liked you and because you were engaged! I didn&amp;rsquo;t want you finding out from Kelly or Phyllis or even worse Angela, so that&amp;rsquo;s why I decided to tell you myself that day, even though I kind of fudged it a bit.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I&amp;rsquo;m glad you told me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;He looked up and met her smile. They sat there drinking their waters in silence for a little bit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So,&amp;rdquo; Pam started. &amp;ldquo;Should we get started unpacking some of this stuff?&amp;rdquo; she said as she looked around the room, seeing all the boxes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know, you don&amp;rsquo;t have to help me. I can do it myself.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I&amp;rsquo;m already here, might as well help you out. Come on let&amp;rsquo;s get started.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Alright, I don&amp;rsquo;t have much. I already have my bedroom, bathroom and most of the living room done. I think together we&amp;rsquo;ll get done in no time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They began working in the living room first and once they finished putting up the books in the bookshelves they moved into the kitchen and put the dishes in the cupboards. After about an hour and a half, they were done and went back into the living room and sat down on the couch to rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, that was quicker than I expected. I thought I had a few hours of work ahead of me. Thanks a lot for helping me out Pam.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No problem.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They sat there for a few minutes in that dreaded silence again before Pam&amp;rsquo;s stomach started growling. Jim couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but to laugh at the awkward moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh you so did not just laugh at the fact that I&amp;rsquo;m starving right now!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim took a few seconds to stop his laughing before replying &amp;ldquo;Haha, I&amp;rsquo;m sorry. It was just dead silent and then your stomach just decided to cuss both of us because we haven&amp;rsquo;t fed it yet. Do you want to stay and order a pizza or something?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam considered it for a minute. &amp;ldquo;Sure. It&amp;rsquo;s better than sitting at home alone eating.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim nodded and grabbed the phone and dialed the number. While he ordered Pam sat starring at him and concentrated listening on his voice. She loved the sound of his voice. It was just so masculine and sex. &lt;i&gt;No, no Pam, you can&amp;rsquo;t think those thoughts. You haven&amp;rsquo;t even kissed him yet. Well, you have, but not since you&amp;rsquo;ve been single. &lt;/i&gt;Pam tried to focus her attention on the TV that was turned off in front her while she waited for Jim to get off the phone. He hung up the phone a few seconds later and turned to her. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;ll be here in about 30 minutes. So what should we do while we wait for our pizza?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam thought for a moment. What did she want to do with Jim? What didn&amp;rsquo;t she want to do with Jim? Whatever they did she always had the best time whenever she was with him. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t imagine him having fun with anyone else but her. She thought he probably did, but it wasn&amp;rsquo;t the same. Then she remembered seeing him and Karen that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, if you don&amp;rsquo;t mind me asking, is there something going on between you and Karen? Because seeing her around you today, it kind of looked like she had a thing for you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim groaned. &amp;ldquo;Ah damn it, I forgot. She does. I think she&amp;rsquo;s expecting something to happen. I feel so bad. I was going to ask her out, but that was only because I was trying to get over you. Now that I don&amp;rsquo;t really need to do that, I guess I need to talk to her. I&amp;rsquo;ll do it tomorrow; I&amp;rsquo;m having too much fun here with you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but smile. &lt;i&gt;He wants to stay with me. Gosh he is too perfect! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She nodded, understanding what he meant. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m having fun too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim nodded in agreement. They sat in silence for moment before Jim said, &amp;ldquo;Pam, I&amp;rsquo;m really glad you&amp;rsquo;re here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m glad I&amp;rsquo;m here too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;There was no hiding the smile on either of their faces. She looked down and noticed how close he was to her. &lt;i&gt;How did I not notice this before? &lt;/i&gt;She was looked into his eyes and saw that he was lifting his hand up and cupped her face and then, ever so slowly, he was kissing her. It was a soft and gentile kiss. They pulled back and looked at each other for a moment. Before she had time to think about what just happened, he had leaned back in for another kiss. This one was more passionate than the last one. This one was more like the one they shared on Casino Night. She put her arms around his neck as she leaned into the kiss. He threaded his fingers through her curls as he tilted her face to deepen the kiss. She ran her fingers through is shaggy, golden hair as he gently moved them so the he was hovering on top of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They continued to make out on the couch before either of them realized that someone was at the door. They broke apart and starred at each other for a second, registering what had just happened. There was another knock at the door before Jim removed himself from the couch and allowed her to sit up while he went and paid for their food. While he was away, it gave Pam some time to think. She realized that kissing Jim was the most wonderful thing she had done in a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She was smiling when Jim came back to the couch with the pizza and a couple of plates and napkins. They started eating when Jim suggested they watch TV. She agreed as he turned on the television and surfed through the channels. When they agreed on a movie that was on one of the channels, they continued to eat and watch the movie, sharing a comment here and there during the film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;When the movie was over, Jim turned off the TV and took the empty pizza box to the trash can and returned to living room with some mixed berry yogurt and handed it to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wow, thanks! I was just craving for some actually. I still can&amp;rsquo;t believe that you knew this was my favorite flavor.&amp;rdquo; She said as she eagerly began to eat it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, I notice things.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I do have to say that it&amp;rsquo;s a little odd that you notice things like this. People might start to think you&amp;rsquo;re a stalker or something.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, if I didn&amp;rsquo;t notice such things, you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be eating that yogurt right now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She took another bite. &amp;ldquo;True and I thank you for that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She finished off the yogurt and set the empty container on the table and leaned back in to the couch. She turned to look at Jim and noticed that he was starring at her. &amp;ldquo;What? Is there something on my face?&amp;rdquo; she asked as she lifted her hand to wipe the imaginary stuff that was on her face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, I&amp;rsquo;m just thinking about how happy I am that you&amp;rsquo;re here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Pam smiled and leaned over to kiss him. He kissed her back and eventually they found themselves where they left off before the pizza guy showed up. He pushed her back onto the couch and was on top of her as their kiss deepened. His hands were roaming all over her body, and she couldn&amp;rsquo;t decide where to put her hands. She loved to feel his hair, and his chest and his arms were so muscular. She loved it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They continued for about thirty minutes before they decided to take a break from each other. Pam looked at her watch and noticed that it was getting late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Gosh, I don&amp;rsquo;t want to go to work tomorrow!&amp;rdquo; She groaned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah I know me neither.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think I should be getting home.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, okay sure. I&amp;rsquo;ll walk you out.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They got up from the couch and walked over to the door. Before opening the door she turned to him. &amp;ldquo;I had a great night Jim. If you want, I would like to do this again sometime.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I would like that too. How about tomorrow?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;She nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, just let me know where we&amp;rsquo;re going at work.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Alight Beesly. I&amp;rsquo;ll see you tomorrow then.&amp;rdquo; He leaned down and gave a soft, sweet, yet short, kiss before she turned towards the door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Night Jim.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-right: medium none; padding-right: 0in; border-top: medium none; padding-left: 0in; padding-bottom: 0in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; border-left: medium none; padding-top: 0in; border-bottom: medium none&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Night Pam.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;The next day Pam was already at her desk when Jim walked in. Neither of them could stop smiling once they saw each other. He hung his coat on the coat rack like normal and stopped by her desk and said his usual morning greeting. He went to his desk and emailed her their plans for that night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;When lunch came, Jim went to the break room and was sitting at the table for a few minutes when Karen walked in and sat with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey Halpert.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey Karen.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Jim saw Pam walk in and sit down at a nearby table, facing him, and began to eat her lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, when are you going to show me around the town?&amp;rdquo; Karen asked as she bit into a potato chip. &amp;ldquo;Is tonight good for you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, no actually tonight isn&amp;rsquo;t really a good night. I&amp;rsquo;ve got a date actually.&amp;rdquo; He looked up and saw the look on Karen&amp;rsquo;s face as he said that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, I thought you said you were single.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I was. Remember how I told you that I was meeting an old friend last night?&amp;rdquo; Pam was listening to what they were saying. She didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to eavesdrop, but she was kind of hoping that Jim wouldn&amp;rsquo;t start telling people that they were seeing each other, at least not yet. &amp;ldquo;Well, I&amp;rsquo;ve had a thing for her for a while and when I saw her last night, she informed me that she had these feelings too. But when I was here last time, she was in a committed relationship with someone else and she would have felt guilty if she left him for me. So I moved and didn&amp;rsquo;t really get a chance to talk to her before I left and if I did, I would have found out that they weren&amp;rsquo;t together anymore. So we&amp;rsquo;re going to try this and see where it goes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;Karen was hurt. She was hoping somewhat that maybe she and Jim could get together. But they didn&amp;rsquo;t really know each other that well and if he has liked this girl for a while, she figured she could let it slide. &amp;ldquo;Oh I see. Well, good for you Jim. I&amp;rsquo;m happy for you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You are?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I mean come on. It kind of sounds like she left that guy for you and any girl who does that is really into you.&amp;rdquo; Jim looked up to Pam who was staring at him. She knew he knew she was listening and when they made eye contact, she gently nodded to let him know that Karen was right. Pam did leave Roy for him because she knew that he was the one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, and I&amp;rsquo;m kind of really into her also.&amp;rdquo; He smiled at Pam briefly for a moment before continuing to eat his sandwich.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They finished eating their lunches and returned to work. When 5:20 came, everyone had left except for Jim and Pam. He walked up to her desk and asked if she was ready to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yup, lead the way Halpert.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They began to walk out of the office together. Before they left, Pam turned out the lights and locked the door. When they resumed walking, Jim grabbed her hand as they walked out of the building together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;They didn&amp;rsquo;t know what would happen next, all they knew was that wherever they were headed, they&amp;rsquo;d be arriving there together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 05:48:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;It Won&apos;t Be Home Without You&quot;</title>
  <author>Shotgunsgurl47@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://grappig47.livejournal.com/26236.html</link>
  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title: &lt;/strong&gt;It Won&apos;t Be Home Without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author: &lt;/strong&gt;grappig47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 1,164&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;What do Pam and Jim discuss after Alex leaves Pam in the conference room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairings: &lt;/strong&gt;Jim/Pam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Spoilers for 5x07 &lt;em&gt;Customer Survey&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating: &lt;/strong&gt;PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A/N: &lt;/strong&gt;This is my first Jim/Pam fic. I don&apos;t know why, but I felt the urge to write one for no reason at all. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Read more...&quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Once Alex left Pam in the conference room, she stood there for a few moments to let what just happened, sink in and let Jim have a chance to voice his opinion about what just happened. When he said nothing, Pam left the room and headed back to her desk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;They didn&amp;rsquo;t speak about it the rest of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;After getting back to her dorm, Pam changed out of her clothes into something more comfortable; hoping this will give Jim the time to bring up what Alex had told her back at that dreaded conference room. He never mentioned it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;Hours went by, she and Jim, still with their bluetooths in their ears, watched various shows and movies that happened to be on TV while talking about various things. Pam started talking about her latest art project she was having to work on, this time with a partner, still hoping that they might discuss what happened earlier that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So I want to do our project on more modern day stuff, but Alex wants to do something with Picasso&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey Pam&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;Here it is she thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, Jim?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you happy?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;She was shocked by the question. Why would he ask that? She thought he knew the answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, Jim I am.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not just saying that to make me feel better are you? You&amp;rsquo;re really and truly happy with the way your life is going right now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jim,&amp;rdquo; she didn&amp;rsquo;t know how to respond to what he was saying to her. &amp;ldquo;I believe without a doubt, that this is the happiest I&amp;rsquo;ve been in over 10 years. I&amp;rsquo;m happy because I have you, and you make me want to be the person I am. Jim, when I was dating Roy, I didn&amp;rsquo;t care what he thought about the clothes I wore or the drawings I drew, I didn&amp;rsquo;t even bother to ask him. I only cared what you thought. And even before we started dating, you wanted me to live my dream to become an artist, and I know that you want me to go on and pursue my new found career, but I don&amp;rsquo;t want any of that if I don&amp;rsquo;t have you.&amp;rdquo; She paused to let what she said sink in to both of them. &amp;ldquo;Why do you ask?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s just, what that guy said earlier today. I was afraid he knew something I didn&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh Jim,&amp;rdquo; She couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe he thought such a thing. Jim was her best friend. &amp;ldquo;You are my best friend. I tell you everything, and I mean everything. I&amp;rsquo;m very happy with that way my life is right now. Alex is a great guy&amp;hellip;but he&amp;rsquo;s not you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, yeah I knew that. I&amp;rsquo;m me and no one else can be me. Only I can be me, Beesly&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;Pam grinned to herself as she said &amp;ldquo;Yes, you are you. That&amp;rsquo;s why I love you. Alex is a good friend, but I consider him like a co-worker friend, except for the fact we hang out some outside of school, but that&amp;rsquo;s only because you&amp;rsquo;re not here. I&amp;rsquo;m pretty sure he has a thing for me, but there is nothing to worry about. In 2 weeks, I will be back in Scranton and New York will be behind us and we will start our lives together.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t wait.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Me neither.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;But just so you know, when I come up there to bring you back here, I&amp;rsquo;m going to have a little confrontation with this &amp;lsquo;Alex&amp;rsquo; guy just so he won&amp;rsquo;t try to sway you the other way.&amp;rdquo; Jim always knew how to make her smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;If I&amp;rsquo;m not mistaken Halpert, you did the same thing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, but I had a good reason.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;And that was.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was head-over-heels in love with you and didn&amp;rsquo;t want you to be the one that got away.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now what&amp;rsquo;s the difference between you and him?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;Pam laughed. &amp;ldquo;You know me? Now in what way do you know me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Pam, I watched you for 3 years before even admitting my feelings for you. I know your favorite flavor of yogurt, which is still Mixed Berry. Your favorite color is green. I even know you prefer your colored pencils over the oil pastels you occasionally use, and I don&amp;rsquo;t know a thing about art!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;She was shocked. &amp;ldquo;How did you know that?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Like I said, I know you. I love you. I don&amp;rsquo;t want to lose you.&amp;rdquo; Jim said somberly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;Pam hated to hear him like this. He was two hours away and all she wanted to do was to hug him and tell him everything was going to be okay. But she couldn&amp;rsquo;t. All she could do was tell him, &amp;ldquo;Jim, you&amp;rsquo;re not going to lose me. I love you. Don&amp;rsquo;t you trust me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, without a doubt.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;If I could, I would marry you tomorrow.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who says you can&amp;rsquo;t?&amp;rdquo; Jim said teasingly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, I said. I want a wedding, and I&amp;rsquo;ve only, maybe, got just a dent into the starting process of this whole mess.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haha, I know.&amp;rdquo; There was a pause. &amp;ldquo;I miss you Beesly, come home soon.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I will Jim. I will.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;After a few minutes in silence, Jim spoke up, &amp;ldquo;I think we broke the world record for the longest time spent on the phone.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I agree.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I think we need to head to bed. At least I do anyway.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I&amp;rsquo;m going to head that way too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;There was another pause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Goodnight Beesly.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Goodnight Halpert.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;He heard the click on her end with the dial tone following, leaving him alone for the first time that day. He placed the ear piece on his night stand and proceeded to get ready for bed. As he was lied down to try to fall asleep and faced her side of the bed and thought about her and what they&amp;rsquo;ve been through to get to this point. He knows Pam loves him, without a doubt, but he didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be the one to stand in front of her dreams. But he trusted her to make the right decision of what she wanted. And apparently what she wanted was him, even if that meant sacrificing her life-long dream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;What Pam didn&amp;rsquo;t know, was that after he got home and all throughout their entire conversation, Jim had been looking for houses online in the Scranton area. But not just any house, he was looking for one with a terrace. He thought that if she was deciding to give up her art, the least he could do is give her the house she wanted ever since she was a little girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;He found one. He&amp;rsquo;s going to call the realastate agent tomorrow and check it out and if it&amp;rsquo;s to his liking, he&amp;rsquo;s going to show it to Pam as soon as she comes home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;He fell asleep thinking about their future together, in their future new house, while continuing to face her empty side of the bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Comments are &amp;lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 06:51:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FRIENDS ONLY!!!</title>
  <author>Shotgunsgurl47@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://grappig47.livejournal.com/19805.html</link>
  <description>&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This is my &lt;u&gt;personal&lt;/u&gt; journal. For my graphics, go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_desired_designs&apos; lj:user=&apos;desired_designs&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/desired_designs/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;desired_designs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;2&quot; src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y125/MVfan112768/FOBanners/Paramore2.png&quot; alt=&quot;Paramore FO Banner&quot; /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;Currently:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adding&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; || &lt;strike&gt;Not Adding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;NOTE: If you want to become friends, don&apos;t hesitate to ask! I&amp;nbsp;love having new friends! But you must comment for me to friend you back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 01:55:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friending Meme</title>
  <author>Shotgunsgurl47@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://grappig47.livejournal.com/13634.html</link>
  <description>Hey guys, I recently gotten into The Office and am in love with Jim Halpert/John Krasinski. I would love to become friends with people who feel the same way I do. So please copy the info below and fill it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, I don&apos;t know how to make one of those scrolling boxes, if anyone would like to tell me how, that would be great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandoms:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ships from The Office? (ex: Jim/Pam, Dwight/Angela):&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Jim moment:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Jim Prank:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Office episode:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Jim Quote:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything else you want to tell me?:&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 01:26:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This fandom is getting bad...</title>
  <author>Shotgunsgurl47@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://grappig47.livejournal.com/13553.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;Ok, I&apos;m seriously falling for The Office. Mostly Jim Halpert/John Krasinski. He is just simply amazing! As of now, he&apos;s my #1 Actor just &apos;cause he&apos;s so adorable and cute and those wonderful looks he gives the camera! Who can&apos;t love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grappig47/pic/0000aww8/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;180&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grappig47/pic/0000aww8/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grappig47/pic/0000b8d6/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;180&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grappig47/pic/0000b8d6/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grappig47/pic/0000c74e/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;180&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grappig47/pic/0000c74e/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can&apos;t fall in love with that face?! He&apos;s so adorable! These aren&apos;t the best ones of his, they&apos;re just the only ones&amp;nbsp;I can find right now. But still, he&apos;s just the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who read this, what is your best Jim/John moment for you? I really want to know!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 01:03:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Layout</title>
  <author>Shotgunsgurl47@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://grappig47.livejournal.com/12063.html</link>
  <description>&amp;nbsp;So I have changed my layout once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to go with my new found fandom It is of Pam and Jim from The Office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_ladama23&apos; lj:user=&apos;ladama23&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ladama23.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ladama23.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladama23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the animated mood themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think</description>
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