AU: Dunder Mifflin and the characters are real, but subject to a media and internet blackout about their own show. Pam gets suspicious when a simple search for "jam" returns an error code saying it is related to the show. 

 Set somewhere vaguely in an AU S2. 

Pam overhears something she shouldn't. In a heartbeat, her burgeoning friendship with Jim develops into something far deeper, more confusing, and more complicated than she ever imagined.

100% JAM, with intrigue on the side. Now with bonus sequel: Safety First. 

AU: Cameras, cameras everywhere, with a far more sinister purpose. Set in a dystopian version of America, but the people aren't taking it lying down.

**NOW COMPLETE!!**

Jim receives a peculiar call from Pam in the middle of the night that slowly turns into a habit for the pair.

Multi-Chapter, set after Booze Cruise.

Based loosely on the lyrics to "Wake Me Up" by Billy Currington (wait, I'm writing a fic based on a song?!? Who would've thought? ;) 

People always assume that Pam Beesly is as sweet in the bedroom as she is an all other realms of her life. A missionary-only type of girl, the girl you treat like glass.

Little do they know, she just wants Jim to shatter her, break her into little pieces. She decides she's done waiting for what she wants.

It's always the quiet ones.

Pam, Dwight and company scramble to uncover what happened to Jim, while Jim engages in mind games with his reluctant but unstable captor in hopes of being found alive. 

WARNING: THIS IS DARK AND EMOTIONAL. CHECK NOTES AT BEGINNING AND END OF CHAPTERS FOR WARNINGS. Mod Note: Graphic Drawing in Chapter 4

Pam and Jim’s friendship is fragile and their hearts even more so, will a Christmas time prank on Dwight be just the thing they need? 

Canon divergent after A Benihana Christmas. For the Secret Santa Fic exchange

A Will They or Won't They AU with Pam and Jim as next door neighbors.

“Pam, come on. Don’t do that.” The sound of his bare feet on the wooden floor following behind kept me in motion through the dining room, looking under chairs for my sandals. I summoned everything I had in me not to look at him in his currently half-dressed state.

“Don’t do what? Jim, I’m fine. Really.”

I’m just in love with you and you only want to be friendly neighbors. And, also, since I’m being honest with myself, my body is not loving the unsated high of being as aroused as I just felt with your hands on me like that.