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<blockquote data-quote="CeeCee72" data-source="post: 284914" data-attributes="member: 5055">I don&#039;t own any of the characters in this story and no copyright infringement is intended.This fic is an alternate timeline where the dream season wasn&#039;t a dream. It picks up after the last episode of season 9.***Life Is But a DreamPart 26:***&quot;Good morning,&quot; JR mumbled, sliding into his customary seat at the breakfast table.&quot;Good morning,&nbsp; JR,&quot; Ellie nodded at him. &quot;Will Sue Ellen be joining us for breakfast?&quot;JR bit back a wave of annoyance at the question. He and Sue Ellen had had a difficult night together. The threat of the court order for John Ross&#039;s DNA, the memory of her affair with Peter, the aftermath of JR&#039;s angry words...it had all taken a huge emotional toll on his wife. She&#039;d spent the entire night sobbing in his arms. &quot;She&#039;ll be down soon,&quot; he finally answered his mother&#039;s question. &quot;She didn&#039;t sleep well last night.&quot;&quot;I can imagine,&quot; Ellie sighed. &quot;Does she still plan on going to see that therapist this morning?&quot;&quot;Yes. Donna should be here to pick her up shortly. Where&#039;s Clayton this morning?&quot;&quot;Down at the stable. One of the horses went into labor. I hope you don&#039;t mind but he took John Ross with him. We would have asked permission, but we didn&#039;t want to disturb you.&quot;&quot;That&#039;s fine,&quot; JR grumbled. He took a sip of his coffee and turned his attention to Lucy, who sat silently in her chair, picking at her food. &quot;You heading back to Atlanta soon?&quot;Lucy&#039;s eyes snapped up to meet his and she shrugged. &quot;Guess I have to, don&#039;t I?&quot;&quot;Seems to me you don&#039;t have to do anything you don&#039;t want to,&quot; JR replied evenly.Lucy made no reply. She returned her eyes to her plate and started picking at her food again. JR started to push her, but Jack coming into the dining room interrupted his thoughts. &quot;Good morning, everyone,&quot; Jack bent to drop a kiss on Ellie&#039;s cheek.&quot;Good morning, Jack,&quot; Ellie smiled. &quot;Please join us.&quot;&quot;Thanks, Miss Ellie, but I already ate.&nbsp; I just came by because I need to have a word with JR...alone.&quot;JR growled and stood up. He followed Jack into the living room and folded his arms across his chest. &quot;Well?&quot;&quot;I was wondering if you could have that detective you always have hanging around to try to find someone for me.&quot;&quot;Who?&quot;&quot;My ex-wife.&quot;&quot;Look, Jack, in case you haven&#039;t noticed, there&#039;s a lot going on around here right&nbsp; now. Harry doesn&#039;t have time to chase some woman around just to improve your life.&quot;&quot;JR, I know this is a bad time,&quot; Jack said evenly. &quot;I wouldn&#039;t ask if it wasn&#039;t important.&quot;&quot;Why do you want to find her?&quot;&quot;It&#039;s personal,&quot; Jack shrugged. &quot;But like I said, I wouldn&#039;t ask if it wasn&#039;t important.&quot;&quot;You got any leads?&quot;&quot;Yeah. Her lawyer called me yesterday. I have his name. And I know her well enough to guess about a couple of places she might run to.&quot;&quot;Alright, Jack,&quot; JR gave in. &quot;Give me what you&#039;ve got and I&#039;ll pass it along to Harry.&quot;&quot;Thanks, JR. I appreciate it.&quot;&quot;I guess I owe you one anyway. Thanks for dropping the dime on Barnes.&quot;&quot;Yeah. What are you going to do about all that?&quot;&quot;Exactly what you knew I&#039;d do, Jack,&quot; JR snorted. &quot;I&#039;m going to crush that little worm - once and for all.&quot;***Richard slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. &quot;Sue Ellen,&quot; he said softly.He could see her face, hear her voice.&nbsp; He wished he could remember what she was to him. When the memories first started, he&#039;d thought maybe she was his wife. But that didn&#039;t feel right. He knew he had deep affection for her, but it didn&#039;t&nbsp; feel romantic. It felt more like…&quot;Family…&quot; he muttered.He closed his eyes again and concentrated as hard as he could. He could see her. She looked...radiant. She was fixing a plate of food. There were lots of people there. It was some kind of party. She was talking to someone...another woman.Richard&#039;s heart started beating hard and fast. He knew that woman! She was…&quot;Oh, my God,&quot; he breathed out in a rush of air, &quot;Pam!&quot;***Cliff rubbed his temples as he watched Marilee pace - practically stalk - back in forth in front of his desk. &quot;You PROMISED me that Pam would be on board by now!&quot;&quot;I&#039;m working on her!&quot; Cliff snapped. &quot;You know Pam has always been flighty!&quot;&quot;That&#039;s not my problem, Cliff! I am risking a lot backing you against JR. I can&#039;t afford to wait forever for you to hold up your end of the deal.&quot;&quot;What are you saying, Marilee?&quot;She stopped pacing and leveled her angry eyes on his face. &quot;If you don&#039;t have Pam in Wendell&#039;s office by close of business tomorrow,&nbsp; I&#039;m out.&quot;&quot;Marliee...I need more time…&quot;&quot;You have today and tomorrow,&quot; she bent to retrieve her purse then turned to the door. &quot;I suggest you get busy, Cliff. You promised you&#039;d help me destroy JR. If you can&#039;t keep that promise, I&#039;ll be just as content to work with JR to destroy YOU instead.&quot;Cliff swallowed hard as he watched her leave the office. He snatched up the phone, dialed, and waited for an answer. &quot;It&#039;s Barnes. We need to talk. NOW. Alright, I&#039;ll be there.&quot;He sat back into his chair and frowned deeply. He had promised never to contact his source of information again.&nbsp; He knew there would be consequences for breaking that promise.But desperate times called for desperate measures.***JR glanced at his watch and frowned. Sue Ellen would be back from her appointment soon and he wanted to be free before she got home. &quot;Alright, Harry. I think that&#039;s all for right now.&quot;&quot;Okay, JR. I&#039;ll run down all the numbers from the jail&#039;s phone logs and get back to you. &quot;&quot;Good,&quot; JR nodded. &quot;And don&#039;t forget about that Stevens woman. You don&#039;t need to keep me in the loop on that. If you find anything, just report it straight to Jack.&quot;&quot;Understood, JR,&quot; Harry stood up. &quot;I&#039;ll be in touch.&quot;&quot;You might not want to leave just yet,&quot; Clayton said from the doorway.JR looked up at the other man and noticed how pale he was. &quot;What happened, Clayton?&quot;&quot;Carl Castle is dead. They&#039;re saying it was a home invasion, but…&quot;&quot;But what?&quot; JR pressed.&quot;His throat was cut. Ear to ear.&quot;&quot;Calhoun?&quot; JR breathed out.&quot;No idea…&quot; Clayton shook his head. &quot;But if I had to take a guess...yes.&quot;&quot;Jesus, JR,&quot; McSween growled, &quot;if the CIA had Castle killed…&quot;&quot;Then that means they know I&#039;m still digging,&quot; JR finished the sentence. &quot;Call Ray and tell him to get over here. We need to strengthen the security around here - and we need to do it fast.&quot;***Donna gripped the steering wheel tightly and tried to figure out a way to talk to her friend.Sue Ellen had been sobbing continually since coming out of her therapist&#039;s office. Donna had gently prodded the other woman to talk, but Sue Ellen had remained stubbornly silent.&quot;I wish you would talk to me,&quot; Donna finally said softly. &quot;It might help.&quot;Sue Ellen dabbed at her eyes with a tissue and sucked in a deep breath. &quot;Do you…&quot;&quot;What?&quot;&quot;Do you remember Peter Richards?&quot;&quot;Wasn&#039;t he John Ross&#039;s counselor for a while?&quot;&quot;Yes,&quot; Sue Ellen said in a small voice. &quot;I slept with him. I got pregnant. I don&#039;t know if the baby was his or JR&#039;s. I had a miscarriage.&quot;&quot;Oh...Sue Ellen. I&#039;m so sorry. I never knew…&quot;&quot;No one did - well, Lucy suspected, but JR covered the whole thing up.&quot;&quot;Oh…&quot; Donna shifted uncomfortably. She had no idea what to say.&quot;I remembered it last night...and JR…&quot;&quot;JR what?&quot;&quot;He made me feel so guilty. Dirty. Like I was a scarlet woman who had wronged her husband.&quot;&quot;Oh, Sue Ellen...I&#039;m sure JR would never make you feel like that on purpose.&quot;&quot;No, he wouldn&#039;t. But…&quot;&quot;What?&quot;&quot;He told me he loved me and that it didn&#039;t matter to him. I let him hold me while I cried out my shame. And today...today I realized what a horrible hypocrite he is.&quot;&quot;What do you mean?&quot;&quot;I mean he is just as guilty as me. More guilty.&quot;&quot;Sue Ellen, I don&#039;t understand.&quot;&quot;He told me he doubted John Ross was his. He told me he doubted the baby I lost was his. What he didn&#039;t tell me is that he fathered a child with another woman. Guess he was hoping I would never remember that.&quot;&quot;What? JR fathered another child? With who?&quot;&quot;Kristen,&quot; Sue Ellen spat out the name. &quot;My sister.&quot;***&quot;How did the session go?&quot;&quot;According to plan. Mrs. Ewing recalled that her husband had an affair with her sister and that her sister became pregnant as a result.&quot;&quot;How did she take it?&quot;&quot;Not well. There were a lot of hysterics.&quot;&quot;And were you able to talk to her about me?&quot;&quot;Not talk exactly. But while she was under hypnosis, I suggested she was very much considering leaving her husband for you before her kidnapping. Hopefully that suggestion will take root as a memory.&quot;&quot;Good work. Call me after her next session.&quot;Jerry hung up the phone and grinned. Sue Ellen should be back at Southfork soon. And JR was in for one hell of a fight.&quot;Dr. Kenderson?&quot;Jerry looked up and saw his secretary standing in his office doorway. &quot;Yes?&quot;&quot;Cliff Barnes is here to see you.&quot;Jerry growled under his breath. &quot;Fine. Send him in.&quot;He couldn&#039;t believe Barnes had the nerve to call him again in spite of their agreement to have no further contact. He was beginning to wish he had never given that file to Cliff - it was turning out to be more trouble than it was worth.***Daughtry carefully opened his bottom desk drawer just far enough to be sure his gun was within reach and then sat back in his chair. &quot;You shouldn&#039;t have come here.&quot;&quot;Why not?&quot;&quot;The work you do for the company is off the books. You shouldn&#039;t come waltzing into my office.&quot;&quot;Yet, here I am.&quot;&quot;Yes,&quot; Daughtry sighed. &quot;What do you want?&quot;&quot;Did you hear about the unfortunate fate of Carl Castle?&quot;&quot;Yes. I don&#039;t suppose you had anything to do with that, did you?&quot;The other man barked out a short laugh. &quot;JR Ewing didn&#039;t take your warning to heart. He&#039;s still poking around.&quot;&quot;I know all about McSween&#039;s visit to the warden. We are uninvolved in Lowell&#039;s murder. It&#039;s of no consequence to us if Ewing keeps digging into that.&quot;&quot;It has every consequence to us. There&#039;s a straight line between Lowell and Kenderson and Kenderson and Bobby Ewing.&quot;Daughtry shifted uneasily and dropped his gaze to his desk.&nbsp; &quot;We can&#039;t&nbsp; eliminate JR Ewing. His profile is too high.&quot;&quot;Maybe. But the bitch has to die.&quot;&quot;Excuse me?&quot;&quot;The Ewing woman. She saw Bobby Ewing with her own eyes.&quot;&quot;No one believed her.&quot;&quot;I&#039;m not taking the chance someone will. I&#039;m not asking for permission, Daughtry, just giving you the courtesy of letting you know.&quot;Daughtry didn&#039;t reply. He watched warily as the other man stood up and moved to the door. &quot;And you&#039;d better get JR under control. If you don&#039;t,&nbsp; I&#039;ll take care of him too. High profile or not.&quot;Daughtry waited until he was alone again, then let out a frustrated growl.BD Calhoun was a loose cannon. He wished the company had never involved that man in any of this. But they had.And now, Sue Ellen Ewing was as good as dead.***</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CeeCee72, post: 284914, member: 5055"] I don't own any of the characters in this story and no copyright infringement is intended. This fic is an alternate timeline where the dream season wasn't a dream. It picks up after the last episode of season 9. *** Life Is But a Dream Part 26: *** "Good morning," JR mumbled, sliding into his customary seat at the breakfast table. "Good morning, JR," Ellie nodded at him. "Will Sue Ellen be joining us for breakfast?" JR bit back a wave of annoyance at the question. He and Sue Ellen had had a difficult night together. The threat of the court order for John Ross's DNA, the memory of her affair with Peter, the aftermath of JR's angry words...it had all taken a huge emotional toll on his wife. She'd spent the entire night sobbing in his arms. "She'll be down soon," he finally answered his mother's question. "She didn't sleep well last night." "I can imagine," Ellie sighed. "Does she still plan on going to see that therapist this morning?" "Yes. Donna should be here to pick her up shortly. Where's Clayton this morning?" "Down at the stable. One of the horses went into labor. I hope you don't mind but he took John Ross with him. We would have asked permission, but we didn't want to disturb you." "That's fine," JR grumbled. He took a sip of his coffee and turned his attention to Lucy, who sat silently in her chair, picking at her food. "You heading back to Atlanta soon?" Lucy's eyes snapped up to meet his and she shrugged. "Guess I have to, don't I?" "Seems to me you don't have to do anything you don't want to," JR replied evenly. Lucy made no reply. She returned her eyes to her plate and started picking at her food again. JR started to push her, but Jack coming into the dining room interrupted his thoughts. "Good morning, everyone," Jack bent to drop a kiss on Ellie's cheek. "Good morning, Jack," Ellie smiled. "Please join us." "Thanks, Miss Ellie, but I already ate. I just came by because I need to have a word with JR...alone." JR growled and stood up. He followed Jack into the living room and folded his arms across his chest. "Well?" "I was wondering if you could have that detective you always have hanging around to try to find someone for me." "Who?" "My ex-wife." "Look, Jack, in case you haven't noticed, there's a lot going on around here right now. Harry doesn't have time to chase some woman around just to improve your life." "JR, I know this is a bad time," Jack said evenly. "I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." "Why do you want to find her?" "It's personal," Jack shrugged. "But like I said, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." "You got any leads?" "Yeah. Her lawyer called me yesterday. I have his name. And I know her well enough to guess about a couple of places she might run to." "Alright, Jack," JR gave in. "Give me what you've got and I'll pass it along to Harry." "Thanks, JR. I appreciate it." "I guess I owe you one anyway. Thanks for dropping the dime on Barnes." "Yeah. What are you going to do about all that?" "Exactly what you knew I'd do, Jack," JR snorted. "I'm going to crush that little worm - once and for all." *** Richard slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. "Sue Ellen," he said softly. He could see her face, hear her voice. He wished he could remember what she was to him. When the memories first started, he'd thought maybe she was his wife. But that didn't feel right. He knew he had deep affection for her, but it didn't feel romantic. It felt more like… "Family…" he muttered. He closed his eyes again and concentrated as hard as he could. He could see her. She looked...radiant. She was fixing a plate of food. There were lots of people there. It was some kind of party. She was talking to someone...another woman. Richard's heart started beating hard and fast. He knew that woman! She was… "Oh, my God," he breathed out in a rush of air, "Pam!" *** Cliff rubbed his temples as he watched Marilee pace - practically stalk - back in forth in front of his desk. "You PROMISED me that Pam would be on board by now!" "I'm working on her!" Cliff snapped. "You know Pam has always been flighty!" "That's not my problem, Cliff! I am risking a lot backing you against JR. I can't afford to wait forever for you to hold up your end of the deal." "What are you saying, Marilee?" She stopped pacing and leveled her angry eyes on his face. "If you don't have Pam in Wendell's office by close of business tomorrow, I'm out." "Marliee...I need more time…" "You have today and tomorrow," she bent to retrieve her purse then turned to the door. "I suggest you get busy, Cliff. You promised you'd help me destroy JR. If you can't keep that promise, I'll be just as content to work with JR to destroy YOU instead." Cliff swallowed hard as he watched her leave the office. He snatched up the phone, dialed, and waited for an answer. "It's Barnes. We need to talk. NOW. Alright, I'll be there." He sat back into his chair and frowned deeply. He had promised never to contact his source of information again. He knew there would be consequences for breaking that promise. But desperate times called for desperate measures. *** JR glanced at his watch and frowned. Sue Ellen would be back from her appointment soon and he wanted to be free before she got home. "Alright, Harry. I think that's all for right now." "Okay, JR. I'll run down all the numbers from the jail's phone logs and get back to you. " "Good," JR nodded. "And don't forget about that Stevens woman. You don't need to keep me in the loop on that. If you find anything, just report it straight to Jack." "Understood, JR," Harry stood up. "I'll be in touch." "You might not want to leave just yet," Clayton said from the doorway. JR looked up at the other man and noticed how pale he was. "What happened, Clayton?" "Carl Castle is dead. They're saying it was a home invasion, but…" "But what?" JR pressed. "His throat was cut. Ear to ear." "Calhoun?" JR breathed out. "No idea…" Clayton shook his head. "But if I had to take a guess...yes." "Jesus, JR," McSween growled, "if the CIA had Castle killed…" "Then that means they know I'm still digging," JR finished the sentence. "Call Ray and tell him to get over here. We need to strengthen the security around here - and we need to do it fast." *** Donna gripped the steering wheel tightly and tried to figure out a way to talk to her friend. Sue Ellen had been sobbing continually since coming out of her therapist's office. Donna had gently prodded the other woman to talk, but Sue Ellen had remained stubbornly silent. "I wish you would talk to me," Donna finally said softly. "It might help." Sue Ellen dabbed at her eyes with a tissue and sucked in a deep breath. "Do you…" "What?" "Do you remember Peter Richards?" "Wasn't he John Ross's counselor for a while?" "Yes," Sue Ellen said in a small voice. "I slept with him. I got pregnant. I don't know if the baby was his or JR's. I had a miscarriage." "Oh...Sue Ellen. I'm so sorry. I never knew…" "No one did - well, Lucy suspected, but JR covered the whole thing up." "Oh…" Donna shifted uncomfortably. She had no idea what to say. "I remembered it last night...and JR…" "JR what?" "He made me feel so guilty. Dirty. Like I was a scarlet woman who had wronged her husband." "Oh, Sue Ellen...I'm sure JR would never make you feel like that on purpose." "No, he wouldn't. But…" "What?" "He told me he loved me and that it didn't matter to him. I let him hold me while I cried out my shame. And today...today I realized what a horrible hypocrite he is." "What do you mean?" "I mean he is just as guilty as me. More guilty." "Sue Ellen, I don't understand." "He told me he doubted John Ross was his. He told me he doubted the baby I lost was his. What he didn't tell me is that he fathered a child with another woman. Guess he was hoping I would never remember that." "What? JR fathered another child? With who?" "Kristen," Sue Ellen spat out the name. "My sister." *** "How did the session go?" "According to plan. Mrs. Ewing recalled that her husband had an affair with her sister and that her sister became pregnant as a result." "How did she take it?" "Not well. There were a lot of hysterics." "And were you able to talk to her about me?" "Not talk exactly. But while she was under hypnosis, I suggested she was very much considering leaving her husband for you before her kidnapping. Hopefully that suggestion will take root as a memory." "Good work. Call me after her next session." Jerry hung up the phone and grinned. Sue Ellen should be back at Southfork soon. And JR was in for one hell of a fight. "Dr. Kenderson?" Jerry looked up and saw his secretary standing in his office doorway. "Yes?" "Cliff Barnes is here to see you." Jerry growled under his breath. "Fine. Send him in." He couldn't believe Barnes had the nerve to call him again in spite of their agreement to have no further contact. He was beginning to wish he had never given that file to Cliff - it was turning out to be more trouble than it was worth. *** Daughtry carefully opened his bottom desk drawer just far enough to be sure his gun was within reach and then sat back in his chair. "You shouldn't have come here." "Why not?" "The work you do for the company is off the books. You shouldn't come waltzing into my office." "Yet, here I am." "Yes," Daughtry sighed. "What do you want?" "Did you hear about the unfortunate fate of Carl Castle?" "Yes. I don't suppose you had anything to do with that, did you?" The other man barked out a short laugh. "JR Ewing didn't take your warning to heart. He's still poking around." "I know all about McSween's visit to the warden. We are uninvolved in Lowell's murder. It's of no consequence to us if Ewing keeps digging into that." "It has every consequence to us. There's a straight line between Lowell and Kenderson and Kenderson and Bobby Ewing." Daughtry shifted uneasily and dropped his gaze to his desk. "We can't eliminate JR Ewing. His profile is too high." "Maybe. But the bitch has to die." "Excuse me?" "The Ewing woman. She saw Bobby Ewing with her own eyes." "No one believed her." "I'm not taking the chance someone will. I'm not asking for permission, Daughtry, just giving you the courtesy of letting you know." Daughtry didn't reply. He watched warily as the other man stood up and moved to the door. "And you'd better get JR under control. If you don't, I'll take care of him too. High profile or not." Daughtry waited until he was alone again, then let out a frustrated growl. BD Calhoun was a loose cannon. He wished the company had never involved that man in any of this. But they had. And now, Sue Ellen Ewing was as good as dead. *** [/QUOTE]

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