Chapter 7
Pam looked around at the road signs and recognized most of them. They must have been at least an hour or two away from Scranton. And honestly she was thanking God. If Dwight and Jim fought about one more thing, she was throwing them both on the side of the road. First it was just sheriff volunteers and Dwight accusing Jim of gluing his bobble heads to his car again. Then it got into Dwight and Angela, Andy and Angela, Jim and Karen…she let out a frustrated breath. She was about to tell them both to shut up when she heard her name and the car suddenly got quiet.
“I wanna play eye spy!” Jim said suddenly.
“Oh great another episode.” Pam said, not sure if she was irritated or relieved.
“I spy with my little eye something that begins with a…C.” Jim singsonged happily.
“That’s ridiculous. There are numerous things in and outside of this car that begin…”
“NO! NO!” Jim said smacking the dashboard with his palms. “In the car!”
Pam smiled and even though she hated to admit it Jim was adorable, ten years old or not.
“Carburetor.” Dwight said. Like a ten year old must have known what that was.
Jim shook his head and excitedly pointed his hand at Dwight’s shirt. “Clown head!”
Dwight looked down at his Star Wars T-shirt confused. “That’s a Sith Lord!” He said angrily. “How does he even look like a clown?”
He giggled. “Clown head! Clown head!”
Pam shook her head. “It’s best not to argue with him Dwight.”
“Just worry about driving the car Pam!” he said rudely. “This doesn’t concern you.”
Jim nodded. “Right! Just clown Pith Lords.”
“Sith Lords! And they are in no way related to clowns!”
Jim continued to chant clown head until Dwight put his hands over his ears and started humming the Star Wars main theme song. “I’m not hearing this!”
Jim turned all the way back in his seat and shrugged at Pam giving her a big smile. She smiled back; she couldn’t decide who was being the better child.
~*~*~
Pam turned into the parking lot of Dunder Mifflin. “Thank god…” she mumbled. She turned around interrupting the latest fight between Dwight and Jim. She thought it had something to do with Jack Bower and Jim trying to convince Dwight he had a mission for him. She didn’t understand what it was but when Dwight was around her twelve year old boyfriend, he turned into a five year old.
“Ok guys!” They stopped briefly. “We’re here.”
“Thank God, I can’t keep hearing this blasphemy about J.B.” Dwight shuddered.
“You guys are on secret name mode?”
“It’s a nickname.”
“Does he call you D.K.S?” Jim mocked.
“NO. That is a ridiculous nickname. I just happen to be the Dwight-a-nator.” He said almost proudly.
Jim smirked. “Right. That is so much better.”
As Dwight got out of the car he heard Jim whisper something to Pam. “What was that Halpert?!”
Jim shrugged. “Probably nothing…but I may as well tell you, since you seem to be on good terms with the Jack Bower Association.”
Dwight nodded like he actually knew what Jim was talking about.
“You do know what that is right?”
Dwight scoffed. “Of course.”
Jim shook his head. “What am I saying? Of course you do. Well apparently I was tuning the radio while you were in the bathroom at the rest stop and I heard Dwight-a-nator crackle through the frequencies.”
“You did?!” He was so excited but tried to play it off nonchalant.
Jim nodded. “I heard something about being on the roof to receive a special package.”
“What time?”
“Any time from now till late at night. I was about to say to Pam I don’t think your up for the challenge.”
“Hey! Do not assume what I can and cannot do Halpert. Assuming makes an ass out of her and him!”
“That’s not the expression Dwight.”
“I’m ready for anything Jack Bower needs me to do! W.W.J.B.D!” He raised his hand into a fist.
“What would Jesus’ brother do?” Pam asked.
“What would Jack Bower do?!” Dwight said not amused.
“Oh right of course.” She rolled her eyes. “Well then Dwight, I’d report to the roof if I were you. Who knows when they’ll show up with that package.”
He nodded vigorously and started marching off. He turned slightly, “What would I do without you two?” He smiled and turned back heading to the roof.
“Probably end up on the roof a whole let less.” Jim observed.
Pam smiled getting back in the car.
~*~*~
Pam hung up the phone as Jim stepped out of bathroom. She glanced at his naked chest and his nice body barely wrapped in a towel. Damn she enjoyed when he got out of the shower. She liked him in the shower too but that was a completely different story.
“Michael just called. He said he fixed everything with Ryan but Lord knows how it really went.”
Jim dried his hair with another towel and shook his head slightly. “Yea God only knows. I wonder if Dwight’s still on the roof.”
“Don’t you feel bad for putting him up there?”
“Hey I figure it as if Dwight’s dumb enough to keep getting on that roof I’m going to keep putting him there.”
Pam giggled and Jim slipped on pants but left his shirt off. Pam lay back on the bed and glanced at him again. She repeated as she stared at him, damnnnn.
“Not nice to stare, ya know?” Jim smiled catching her looking.
She shook her head. “Like you wouldn’t be doing the same thing.”
He slowly made his way towards her, kneeling down on the bed. HE rose over top of her and almost laid down on her completely. By having one arm wrap around her waist, the other was working her shirt off. “Lets find out.”
She laughed helping her shirt off. “Having fun the last few days haven’t we?”
He caressed the skin just below her bra line. “Road trips are defiantly A.OK in my book.”
Then he leaned down to kiss her, somehow managing to turn off the lamp. Who needed a road trip? Hell who needed to leave the house? They had the bed and eachother. What more could they have wanted?
~*~*~
Dwight paced the roof over and over again. He glanced at his watch for the fiftieth time. Five A.M. looking at the time at the moment made it dawn on him.
He made an angry scowl. “JIM!!!”
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