It has been a year since Jim had kissed Pam on Casino Night. Things had been awkward around the office, and everyone has been noticing it too. Jim and Pam weren't as close as they used to be. Yet they both wanted the same thing, to be friends again and feel like they could tell each other everything. They just never would admit it.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Karen asked, leaning on Jim's desk. They've been going out for almost a month now.

"What?..Oh, nothing." Jim said feeling out of it. He was staring at Pam who was talking to Angela. How Jim wished he was Angela at the moment.

"You seem tired? Are you ok? Maybe I should take you home." Karen said, grinning. Pam saw this and started to listen.

"I'm ok, this isn't worth taking a sick day." Karen's grin faded and she walked away.

Michael came out of his office. Today, Pam noticed, he was looking extremley happy about something. He wasn't even annoying Toby, which was a first.

"Pam! Are you ready?" Michael said pounding on her desk.

"..Ready for what?" Papers flew off her desk, from Michael's pounding. Pam took the rest of the papers off.

"For Dunder Mifflin's annual sporting competition, of course!" Michael said grinning widely.

"YES!" Dwight said pumping his fist in the air.

"Since when do we have an annual sporting competition, isn't this the first time?" Jim asked.

"It's always been annual Jim, so shut it." Michael said it looked like nothing could bring him down.

Pam rolled her eyes and followed Michael into his office. There had never been any sort of sporting event at the office. And I'm sure Jan wouldn't have approved of it.

"We need to wire you up Pam - you're going to be our announcer," Michael said as some people came over to her and put a microphone on her.

"Lucky me," Pam said sighing at the camera.

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"You look like a dork," Jim said smiling. This is the first time Jim talked to Pam in a while.

"Thanks," Pam said sarcastically.

Wires were coming from the headset to the belt Michael had gave to her. Pam would've signed up for being a recptionist if she knew this was the kind of stuff she was in for. Being a recptionist at a sporting event. Pam began to take off her headset.

"You can't take it off, you have to leave it on. Do you people have any idea how much time it took to find one of these things?" Michael said sighing.

"Didn't you take it from the warehouse?" Jim asked.

"You know what Jim, enough with your sarcasim. This is supposed to be fun. It's to encourage teamwork, bring Dunder Mifflin togeth-" The phone ringed and Pam picked it up.

"Dunder Mifflin this is Pam," Pam said with the headset still on her.

"-It's Jan," Pam said to Michael. Covering the mouthpiece on the phone.

Jan has been a lot more involved in the Scranton Branch, lately. Ever since Michael thought it was a good idea to take them to the beach instead of working. Pam was pretty sure Jan heard about the "annual sporting event".

"Just give me the phone, god she ruins everything." Michael said grabbing the phone.

"No that was not meant for you Jan...Who was it for? I don't know. Yes, it is supposed to help the branch. What is it supposed to teach us? Team work, working together...Ok, fine." Michael said hanging up.

Around 4 o' clock everything was set up for the sporting event. Toby had managed to get everything ready in time with Michael yelling at him. The soccer game was almost ending, and the baseball game was about to start. Jan was there, presumably drunk because she didn't complain to Michael at all about how this was pointless.

"And Jim comes towards the goal...will he score? Or make his team loose? Oh and he scores! That ends the game with a win for Jim's team 3-0!" Pam announced.

"No Pam, it's not Jim's team. It's Michael's team. I told you this in the beginning. Get it right." Michael complained. Pam shrugged.

As Pam started walking away, she noticed Jim staring at her as Karen was hugging him. Sometimes Pam wished she could just kiss him again, wanting to feel him. But she knew she couldn't and it was tortourus.

"Hey...can I talk to you?" Jim asked, walking over to Pam.
Pam nodded in reply.

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