This is my first Office fanfic, but I've been writing for years. I'm really not set on a lot of things for this story yet, so if you have any suggestions, fly 'em by me. Right now I'm going with Jim and Pam not dating...yet. We'll see how it goes.

Disclaimer: I definitely don't own anything. If I did, I wouldn't be working part-time at two jobs trying to support me and my daughter. Awesome.

Chapter 1 - Truth or Dare?

Jim walked over to Pam's desk and leaned his large frame against it, taking a few jelly beans from the dispenser. He tossed them into his mouth and said, "So."

Pam looked up from her computer screen, where she was playing a rousing game of Free Cell and answered, "So." She turned her eyes back to the computer screen and Jim watched her play for a few minutes.

Finally, after his fifth time putting his hand into the jelly beans, he let out a loud sigh and said, "I'm bored."

Pam moved a red seven onto a black eight and then looked back at him. "Tell me about it." She paused and then smiled. Jim smiled back.

"What?" he asked, tossing even more jelly beans in his mouth.

"Let's play a game."

Jim stood up from his crouched position and drummed his fingers against her desk top. "That's the best plan you've had all day. What's it gonna be?" he said and put his hand back to the jelly bean dispenser.

Pam watched him do it and said, "You know, those are for everyone."

"Whoa Beesley," Jim said and threw his hands in the air. "What are you gonna do? Call the jelly bean police?" The minute he said it he knew it sounded corny. He could have done better.

"You could have done better," Pam said and grinned at him, despite trying to keep the allure of being annoyed. Jim put his hand in the jelly bean dispenser again and ate some more, chewing loudly and Pam laughed. "Okay, so the game."

"Yes," Jim leaned back down on his elbows against the desk. "Let's hear it."

Pam leaned forward and Jim leaned closer. She looked around, as if she was going to divulge the world's biggest secret. In a hushed tone she said, "Truth or dare."

Jim leaned back and smiled. "Oh very, very good."

"Ladies first," Pam said and awaited the question.

"Truth or dare?"

Pam leaned her chin down into the palm of her hand and tapped her fingers gently against her lips, a thoughtful look on her face.

Before she could answer, however, Michael came running out of his office, walked straight to reception and thumped Jim on the back. "J Dawg, how's it hanging?" Michael said and then added quickly, "That's what she said."

Pam stifled a laugh as Jim straightened his posture again and said, "Just getting back to work Michael." He started walking towards his desk and sat down. Michael followed.

"Great," he said and sat on Jim's desk, a little too close for Jim's comfort. He pushed back in his seat a little and leaned on the arm, putting his chin in his hand. "But what I really need you to do right now is put all of that on hold. I need some advice."

Dwight jumped up from his chair quickly and said, "I can help you Michael." He stood up straight and tall. "Mose tells me I give great advice."

Michael rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "No Dwight, stop being stupid. I need good advice – relationship advice from someone who has actually been in a relationship before."

Jim shot a wide-eyed look over at Pam and she giggled, and then shot her head down to look back at her computer screen when Dwight looked over at her. "I have been in a relationship before Michael. I promise you, I won't let you down." As Dwight had been talking, he had inched closer to Michael from around his desk and was now putting Jim uncomfortably close to both of them.

Michael scoffed and stood up away from Jim's desk, only making himself closer to Jim again. Jim dropped his arm from the arm of the chair and tried to push back and away from them. "Mose doesn't count Dwight." Michael laughed at his joke, though no one else in the office was. Dwight went to say something else and Michael cut him off, "Neither does your mother, or aunt or any other female in your family. Just," he stuttered. "Just stop. I need Jim's advice and not yours."

Dwight looked hurt and moved back away towards his desk again. He didn't sit, but lifted his chin higher, if it was even possible, and said, "Well, if you change your mind, or Jim's advice is unsatisfactory – which I'm sure it will be, because it's Jim – I will be here." He stared at Michael with defiance and then shot a glare at Jim before sitting back down at his desk.

Michael rolled his eyes again and started walking towards his office. "Jim, in here. Now."

Jim glanced over at Pam, pleading in his eyes and started to push back away from his desk slowly.

"Now would be good, Jim!" Michael called from his office and Pam laughed.

There it is. The first chapter. Yay! Please review. It really will help me out.