"'Jiiiiiiiiim. Come to beeeed,' Pam’s voice is light, and it mistily floats down the empty staircase as it swirls about the room, echoing like a siren’s song."

A series of one-shots. There are times when Jim and Pam's relationship seem a little supernatural. 

Sometimes the past haunts them.

Angst, and fluff, and smut. Not necessarily in that order.

This is going to be the last time, he tells himself. She’s engaged. She’s not yours. This is going to be the last time.

Just a little bit of self gratification.