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In every story I read Ryan is portrayed as a jerk. Well, this story he will not.
This will be post season 2 AU story.
The story will switch Pam and Ryan's perspective but it's not P.O.V. Ryan will be bold and Pam will be regular
Pam walked into the office around eleven o'clock that morning. She didn't even have a response for Dwight, who threatened to write her up. She didn't have the energy to tell him that she was at a doctor's appointment, an appointment where she got news that she did not want to hear.
She decided that after two weeks of throwing up every morning, she needed to make an appointment. Today, her fears were confirmed…she was pregnant. Pam didn't mean for it to happen but since the whole Jim debacle which ended with him leaving for Stamford, she was lonely. It was her drunken relapse with Roy that got her in this mess. He hasn't talked to her since she told him that it was a mistake and told him to leave. That was about two months ago.
She really couldn't blame anyone but herself for this mess. If she had been honest with herself from the beginning, she would be happy. Jim would be here and they would be together. He would be at his desk across from her making her laugh instead of Ryan, who kept to himself. She royally screwed things up and she could never get her life back to the way it was before.
Looking at the clock on her computer, she saw it was only twelve thirty. Sighing, she figured that it would be better if she buried herself into her work in hopes of making time go faster. Even though she dreaded it she had to tell Roy and she would rather do it here than somewhere alone. She knew that he had a temper and Pam thought she might be safer in a public place. She just wanted to get it over.
There weren't many phone calls that day but Michael had managed to muck up the files in his office that corporate had sent over. Due to him being busy with "business calls", she had to straighten them out.
"Goodnight, Pam" Phyllis said warmly. Pam looked at the clock and saw in fact that it was five o'clock now. How did the time go from going too slow to too fast she wondered.
"Have a good weekend," Pam replied with a small smile. It was now or never.
Pam gathered her things quickly and ran down to the warehouse but she couldn't find him. After asking around quickly she found that he had just left cursing under her breath, she ran into the parking lot hoping that he was still there… and he was.
"ROY!" she shouted across the parking lot. Pam saw him stiffen but he didn't turn around. She walked closer to him but still kept a distance. "Please, I need to talk to you."
Roy slowly turned around to face her and walked to where she stood in the now nearly empty parking lot. She knew that his was going to be much harder that she had expected as she saw the look in his eyes.
"I thought that we didn't have anything to say to each other anymore," he said with an edge to his voice. She looked at her feet and started to fidget. "I'm not going to stand here all day."
"I…I'm…" she couldn't get it out.
"You're what, sorry? You want to come crawling back to me?" He asked impatiently while crossing his arms.
"No, I'm pregnant," she whispered.
Ryan ran a hand through his hair he just couldn't figure it out really. How could he not make one sale? It's freaking paper supplies any idiot could sell paper and paper supplies. Dwight offered his help, actually he said he could be a mentor for him but he refused now he is rethinking the offer. All he wanted to do was go home and forget about work. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Pam and Roy by his car. He thought about asking them to move so he could leave but they seemed to be fighting and he did not want to get involved.
"You want money from me?" he heard Roy ask as Pam shook her head no. "You know what, Pam? If you don't care about me then I don't care about you."
"I never said that I wanted anything from you, Roy. God, I just thought that you should know," Ryan could tell that her voice was shaky he couldn't help but wonder what they were fighting about. Ryan inched a little closer still undetected by the arguing pair.
"Do what you want, Pam. I'm not going to help you I want nothing to do with this. I wouldn't even care if you got an abortion," Roy walked away and Ryan froze. Pam was pregnant!
"Ryan?" Pam asked as she spotted him. He looked at her and he didn't know what to do, there was no way he could make a run for it. "When did you…how much…" she fumbled for words.
"I…um my …" he pointed to his car behind her.
"Oh, sorry," she whispered. He walked to his car and she moved away but turned to look at him. "You're not going to say anything are you?" When Ryan looked at her, she started to cry. He was never good in these sorts of situations. However, looking at her he couldn't just leave her standing here alone in an empty parking lot.
Placing his bag on the back of his car, he walked over to her and took her into his arms. The word awkward didn't even start to describe with situation but he felt her relax when he started to lightly rub her back with one his hands while his other held her head against his shoulder.
Pam felt her own arms hug him back as if they had a mind of their own. She was not sure why she was letting Ryan, a person that she never talked to hug her but it was comforting in a strange way. Pam took a deep breath and pulled away from his embrace. As she looked up at him, she was glad to find that he didn't know what to do either.
"I guess I should let you go," she told him quietly. "Thanks…you know…for."
"Yeah, no problem, I'm going to go now," he told her moving away and getting into his car. Pam walked to her own car and got in, she gripped the stirring wheel, she had no idea what to do.
Now, she was just as confused as ever.
Don't throw stones at me because it's a Ryan/Pam story. Please be nice if you review (I'm insecure) but I don't really expect any. I hope my switching between the two wasn't confusing.