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<blockquote data-quote="CeeCee72" data-source="post: 287380" 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 28:***JR kissed his sleeping wife&#039;s forehead, straightened, and walked silently from the room.&nbsp; He gently closed the bedroom door and headed down the hallway towards the stairs, cursing himself under his breath the whole way down.She had exhausted herself.&nbsp; They&#039;d hashed out Kristen and talked about Katherine. Worst of all, they&#039;d talked about Jerry Kenderson. JR had told her the truth; that she had dated Kenderson but had never slept with him and had certainly never seriously considered leaving their marriage for him. And she knew all of that - in her brain anyway.&nbsp; She even told him she remembered Kenderson making her very uncomfortable. But she also confessed that for some reason she had very strange feelings about the doctor- that somehow he had been very important to her.JR had gently reminded her that all of her memories and feelings weren&#039;t accurate and that the doctor in the hospital had warned them she might have more false memories.&nbsp; That had led to a scene of her accusing him of thinking she was crazy because she thought she had seen Bobby.JR had handled it all the best he could, but it was all wearing on him. He was afraid he had been a little too harsh with her and that now she wouldn&#039;t be able to trust him completely.&nbsp; And he still couldn&#039;t shake the feeling that Dr. Jerry Kenderson was somehow involved in this mess. He needed to figure out exactly how - and to make sure he paid.***&quot;You&#039;re telling me that Jock Ewing paid you to switch the blood samples?&quot;Harry kept his eyes on the ground, unable to meet the judge&#039;s gaze. &quot;Yes. But I failed.&nbsp; The paternity test results are legitimate.&quot;&quot;Then what is Mr. Ewing&#039;s objection to providing the DNA? If it will show he is, in fact, the father of John Ross Ewing III, then why not just go through with it?&quot;&quot;Your honor, I&#039;m sure you read the papers and you know about Mrs. Ewing&#039;s kidnapping and dramatic rescue. I&#039;m sure you can imagine how physically and mentally fragile she is. The humiliation of the publicity surrounding this stunt by Mr. Barnes may very well send her over the edge.&quot;&quot;There won&#039;t be any publicity,&quot; the Judge said. &quot;I&#039;ll issue a gag order and seal the record. But the test will move forward. Mr. Barnes brought me credible evidence that the paternity test had been tampered with and you just confirmed that evidence is authentic. The court will send a lab tech out to Southfork later today and the Ewings will provide him with DNA without protest. Understand?&quot;&quot;Yes,&quot; Harry sighed. &quot;I understand.&nbsp; JR Ewing is going to be furious.&quot;&quot;Perhaps,&quot; the judge said sternly. &quot;But that&#039;s not my problem, sir. It&#039;s yours.&quot;***Bobby closed his eyes and tried to remember more. Things were starting to come back to him, but everything was still hazy.He remembered a wedding and a pool. Hunting with some other men. Playing blocks with a little boy. &quot;Christopher,&quot; he murmured. There was no longer any doubt in his mind that Christopher was his son.But Sue Ellen wasn&#039;t Christopher&#039;s mother. No. She was family, but not his wife.&nbsp; His wife…&quot;Pamela…&quot;The name came out as a whisper. Pamela was his wife and Christopher was his son. And so help him God, he was going to figure out a way to get back to them.***&quot;Do you want me to go up and check on her?&quot;JR&#039;s head snapped up and he narrowed his eyes on Donna&#039;s face. &quot;No. Let her sleep.&quot;&quot;Alright.&nbsp; Sorry, JR. Just trying to help.&quot;&quot;I know, Donna. I didn&#039;t mean to snap at you.&quot;&quot;It&#039;s alright,&nbsp; JR. I can only imagine how stressful this is for you.&quot;JR nodded and turned his attention back to the papers in front of him.&quot;JR?&quot; Donna&#039;s voice was tentative. &quot;About Sue Ellen&#039;s therapist…&quot;&quot;Yeah?&quot;&quot;She...I mean I don&#039;t think…&quot;&quot;Spit it out, Donna.&quot;&quot;Sue Ellen was fine before her session. Afterwards she was hysterical. I know she needs to recover all her memories, but from what Sue Ellen told me, they spent the whole appointment digging around in her brain about Kristen. It just seems to me like…&quot;&quot;Like what?&quot;&quot;I don&#039;t know, maybe I&#039;m crazy.&quot;&quot;What, Donna?&quot; JR snapped, losing all patience.&quot;Why would a therapist, knowing how much she&#039;s been through, knowing how fragile she is, why would a doctor force her to concentrate on what she knew was going to be a very upsetting set of memories? Why not start her off with more general things? Her home? Her family? Her job? Why poke and prod at something that was clearly upsetting her?&quot;JR sat back in his chair and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. &quot;That&#039;s a damn good question, Donna. Maybe…&quot;His words were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell and the sudden appearance of Harry McSween.&nbsp; &quot;I talked to the judge, JR. He is issuing a gag order but…&quot;&quot;But what?&quot;&quot;But he is refusing to cancel the DNA test. He&#039;s sending a lab tech over now. He&#039;ll be here any minute.&quot;JR growled and stood up. &quot;Guess I had better go wake Sue Ellen. Stick around, Donna. She&#039;s going to need you.&quot;***Daughtry walked out of the door and onto the city street. He glanced around, then chuckled wryly when it occurred to him that if he had been followed, he&#039;d probably never know it. Calhoun was too good to get caught skulking around out in the open.He hoped he was doing the right thing. Losing Bobby Ewing would mean losing all of Dr. Ellis&#039;s research. The Company would be furious. He would be lucky to get out of this with his life, forget about his job.But he couldn&#039;t let Sue Ellen Ewing die. As far as he could see, the only way to save her life was to make sure everyone knew Bobby Ewing was still alive. The Company wouldn&#039;t risk killing such a high profile target if the secret she knew was exposed to the whole world.He hated having made the choice he made - but there was no alternative. ***Jack flipped through the file Harry had dropped off earlier in the day. He&#039;d already found April. She&#039;d run home to her mother.&nbsp; Jack was surprised about that. April loved her family, but she hated being at home and being constantly reminded that she came from a poor, trashy trailer park. If April had voluntarily gone back to Ohio, she must have really been in a lot of emotional turmoil and in serious need of her mother&#039;s comfort.He smiled to himself when it crossed his mind that she was going to find out the true meaning of the word turmoil very shortly. He picked up the phone, dialed the number, and waited for an answer. &quot;Hello? Yeah. I need to book a flight. One way: Dallas to Cleveland. First available one.&quot;***Cliff banged on the steering wheel and cursed loudly.The traffic downtown was brutal. He was late for a meeting with Wendell and that man hated to be kept waiting. Cliff really didn&#039;t need any trouble with Jeremy. This morning&#039;s meeting with Kenderson had been absolutely disastrous. He didn&#039;t need another alliance blowing up in his face.He honked his horn in frustration and groaned loudly. Cars were backed up so far, he couldn&#039;t even see what the actual problem was. The two left lanes were completely blocked but the right lane and the lands coming in the other direction all seemed clear. He wondered why they weren&#039;t routing cars into the empty lanes.He reached for his mobile phone, intending to call Wendell&#039;s office to warn him&nbsp; he was going to be late, but a sudden movement outside his window got his attention.&quot;What the hell..&quot; he muttered to himself only a moment before the car crossed two lanes of traffic heading the wrong way and smashed violently into the driver&#039;s side of his car. He lost consciousness immediately, so he never saw the driver of the other car crawl out the back seat and take off running down an alley.*** &quot;That&#039;s&nbsp; it?&quot; JR asked after the lab tech swabbed his cheek.&nbsp; &quot;Yes, sir. I already have samples from your wife and son. I have everything I need. &#039;&quot;Good,&quot; JR growled. &quot;Then get the hell out of my house.&quot;The lab tech packed up his case and nodded. &quot;I&#039;ll see myself out.&quot;JR waited until he was out of the room then turned his attention to Ray. &quot;Donna with Sue Ellen?&quot;&quot;Yeah. She seems to be holding up just fine.&quot;&quot;For now,&quot; JR sighed. &quot;You remember me telling you I had reason to believe Cliff had a file on me?&quot;&quot;Yeah.&quot;&quot;There&#039;s a lot more in there than just the botched attempt to manipulate the paternity test. He knows things...let&#039;s just say Barnes has the means to make my life miserable. I don&#039;t know if Sue Ellen is strong enough to handle what&#039;s coming.&quot;&quot;She isn&#039;t,&quot; a soft voice came from behind him.JR turned around and saw Lucy standing in the doorway. &quot;How long have you been standing there, girl?&quot;&quot;Long enough,&quot; she confessed. &quot;JR, I have been spending a lot of time with John Ross. And I&#039;ve been watching Sue Ellen carefully.&nbsp; They&#039;re both barely holding it together. I don&#039;t know what&#039;s in that file, but knowing you, I&#039;m sure it&#039;s all awful. You can&#039;t let Cliff use it.&quot;&quot;I don&#039;t&nbsp; see how I can stop him,&quot; JR muttered. &quot;Maybe I can.&quot;&quot;What?&quot; Ray spoke up. &quot;How?&quot;&quot;What if I told you I know something that will make Cliff back off? That I have something he&#039;ll want more than anything else in the world. Even more than Ewing Oil or getting revenge on JR.&quot;&quot;I&#039;d say,&quot; JR breathed out, &quot;get in here, close the door,and start talking.&quot;***&quot;You&#039;re awfully quiet.&quot;Pam looked up from her dinner plate and shrugged. &quot;I was just thinking about Cliff. I&#039;m worried about him. He feels like Jack and I both abandoned him.&quot;&quot;Cliff needs to grow up,&quot; Mark told her. &quot;He can&#039;t expect you and Jack to help him hurt people you both love just so he can get over on JR.&quot;Pam started to reply, but was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone.&nbsp; She stood up, walked to the phone, and picked up the receiver.&nbsp; &quot;Hello? Yes, this is Pamela Graison. What?! Oh my God! Is he alright? I&#039;ll be right there!&quot;&quot;What is it, Pam?&quot; Mark asked, his voice full of concern.&quot;Cliff has been in an accident. A hit and run. He&#039;s hurt badly. I have to get to the hospital right now!&quot;***&quot;Is John Ross okay?&quot;&quot;Yes,&quot; JR said quietly, removing his tie and glancing over at the bed. &quot;He didn&#039;t even seem interested in why the tech wanted to swab his cheek.&nbsp; Are you okay?&quot;&quot;I think so,&quot; Sue Ellen shrugged. &quot;I just wish I could remember…&quot;&quot;What?&quot;&quot;JR, I have to ask you something.&nbsp; Promise me you won&#039;t lie just to make me feel better.&quot;&quot;I promise, Sue Ellen.&quot;She was silent for a few moments, watching him shrug out of his shirt and toss it into the closet.&nbsp; &quot;Are we...I mean do you...are we sure…&quot;JR stopped in mid motion unbuckling his pants and leveled his gaze on her eyes.&nbsp; &quot;Are we sure what, honey? That John Ross is mine?&quot;&quot;Yes,&quot; she choked out, her voice thick with tears. &#039;I just can&#039;t remember, JR!&quot;He walked over to the bed, sat down beside her, and reached out to take her hand in his. &quot;Sue Ellen, John Ross is mine. There is no doubt. None. We are absolutely sure. &quot;&quot;Then why would Cliff Barnes do this? Why would he do something so awful?&quot;JR sighed heavily,&nbsp; attempting to find the right words. &quot;Cliff Barnes hates me. And I hate him.&quot;&quot;Why? Because of me?&quot;&quot;Not at first. The feud started with our daddies. It&#039;s gotten worse between me and him. Honey, it&#039;s&nbsp; a long, ugly story. But you didn&#039;t cause any of this. You got hurt...caught in our crossfire. I hate myself for that.&quot;&quot;How could you hate yourself knowing I Iove you so much?&quot;He smiled at her and bent to place a soft kiss on her lips. &quot;I love you too. And John Ross is ours. Don&#039;t you lose one minute&#039;s sleep over this DNA test. Promise me.&quot;&quot;I promise,&quot; she cupped his face in her hands, &quot;as long as you promise to give me a better reason to lose sleep.&quot;JR chuckled lowly and pulled her into his arms. &quot;That&#039;s a promise I will have no problem at all keeping, Miss Texas.&quot;***</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CeeCee72, post: 287380, 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 28: *** JR kissed his sleeping wife's forehead, straightened, and walked silently from the room. He gently closed the bedroom door and headed down the hallway towards the stairs, cursing himself under his breath the whole way down. She had exhausted herself. They'd hashed out Kristen and talked about Katherine. Worst of all, they'd talked about Jerry Kenderson. JR had told her the truth; that she had dated Kenderson but had never slept with him and had certainly never seriously considered leaving their marriage for him. And she knew all of that - in her brain anyway. She even told him she remembered Kenderson making her very uncomfortable. But she also confessed that for some reason she had very strange feelings about the doctor- that somehow he had been very important to her. JR had gently reminded her that all of her memories and feelings weren't accurate and that the doctor in the hospital had warned them she might have more false memories. That had led to a scene of her accusing him of thinking she was crazy because she thought she had seen Bobby. JR had handled it all the best he could, but it was all wearing on him. He was afraid he had been a little too harsh with her and that now she wouldn't be able to trust him completely. And he still couldn't shake the feeling that Dr. Jerry Kenderson was somehow involved in this mess. He needed to figure out exactly how - and to make sure he paid. *** "You're telling me that Jock Ewing paid you to switch the blood samples?" Harry kept his eyes on the ground, unable to meet the judge's gaze. "Yes. But I failed. The paternity test results are legitimate." "Then what is Mr. Ewing's objection to providing the DNA? If it will show he is, in fact, the father of John Ross Ewing III, then why not just go through with it?" "Your honor, I'm sure you read the papers and you know about Mrs. Ewing's kidnapping and dramatic rescue. I'm sure you can imagine how physically and mentally fragile she is. The humiliation of the publicity surrounding this stunt by Mr. Barnes may very well send her over the edge." "There won't be any publicity," the Judge said. "I'll issue a gag order and seal the record. But the test will move forward. Mr. Barnes brought me credible evidence that the paternity test had been tampered with and you just confirmed that evidence is authentic. The court will send a lab tech out to Southfork later today and the Ewings will provide him with DNA without protest. Understand?" "Yes," Harry sighed. "I understand. JR Ewing is going to be furious." "Perhaps," the judge said sternly. "But that's not my problem, sir. It's yours." *** Bobby closed his eyes and tried to remember more. Things were starting to come back to him, but everything was still hazy. He remembered a wedding and a pool. Hunting with some other men. Playing blocks with a little boy. "Christopher," he murmured. There was no longer any doubt in his mind that Christopher was his son. But Sue Ellen wasn't Christopher's mother. No. She was family, but not his wife. His wife… "Pamela…" The name came out as a whisper. Pamela was his wife and Christopher was his son. And so help him God, he was going to figure out a way to get back to them. *** "Do you want me to go up and check on her?" JR's head snapped up and he narrowed his eyes on Donna's face. "No. Let her sleep." "Alright. Sorry, JR. Just trying to help." "I know, Donna. I didn't mean to snap at you." "It's alright, JR. I can only imagine how stressful this is for you." JR nodded and turned his attention back to the papers in front of him. "JR?" Donna's voice was tentative. "About Sue Ellen's therapist…" "Yeah?" "She...I mean I don't think…" "Spit it out, Donna." "Sue Ellen was fine before her session. Afterwards she was hysterical. I know she needs to recover all her memories, but from what Sue Ellen told me, they spent the whole appointment digging around in her brain about Kristen. It just seems to me like…" "Like what?" "I don't know, maybe I'm crazy." "What, Donna?" JR snapped, losing all patience. "Why would a therapist, knowing how much she's been through, knowing how fragile she is, why would a doctor force her to concentrate on what she knew was going to be a very upsetting set of memories? Why not start her off with more general things? Her home? Her family? Her job? Why poke and prod at something that was clearly upsetting her?" JR sat back in his chair and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "That's a damn good question, Donna. Maybe…" His words were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell and the sudden appearance of Harry McSween. "I talked to the judge, JR. He is issuing a gag order but…" "But what?" "But he is refusing to cancel the DNA test. He's sending a lab tech over now. He'll be here any minute." JR growled and stood up. "Guess I had better go wake Sue Ellen. Stick around, Donna. She's going to need you." *** Daughtry walked out of the door and onto the city street. He glanced around, then chuckled wryly when it occurred to him that if he had been followed, he'd probably never know it. Calhoun was too good to get caught skulking around out in the open. He hoped he was doing the right thing. Losing Bobby Ewing would mean losing all of Dr. Ellis's research. The Company would be furious. He would be lucky to get out of this with his life, forget about his job. But he couldn't let Sue Ellen Ewing die. As far as he could see, the only way to save her life was to make sure everyone knew Bobby Ewing was still alive. The Company wouldn't risk killing such a high profile target if the secret she knew was exposed to the whole world. He hated having made the choice he made - but there was no alternative. *** Jack flipped through the file Harry had dropped off earlier in the day. He'd already found April. She'd run home to her mother. Jack was surprised about that. April loved her family, but she hated being at home and being constantly reminded that she came from a poor, trashy trailer park. If April had voluntarily gone back to Ohio, she must have really been in a lot of emotional turmoil and in serious need of her mother's comfort. He smiled to himself when it crossed his mind that she was going to find out the true meaning of the word turmoil very shortly. He picked up the phone, dialed the number, and waited for an answer. "Hello? Yeah. I need to book a flight. One way: Dallas to Cleveland. First available one." *** Cliff banged on the steering wheel and cursed loudly. The traffic downtown was brutal. He was late for a meeting with Wendell and that man hated to be kept waiting. Cliff really didn't need any trouble with Jeremy. This morning's meeting with Kenderson had been absolutely disastrous. He didn't need another alliance blowing up in his face. He honked his horn in frustration and groaned loudly. Cars were backed up so far, he couldn't even see what the actual problem was. The two left lanes were completely blocked but the right lane and the lands coming in the other direction all seemed clear. He wondered why they weren't routing cars into the empty lanes. He reached for his mobile phone, intending to call Wendell's office to warn him he was going to be late, but a sudden movement outside his window got his attention. "What the hell.." he muttered to himself only a moment before the car crossed two lanes of traffic heading the wrong way and smashed violently into the driver's side of his car. He lost consciousness immediately, so he never saw the driver of the other car crawl out the back seat and take off running down an alley. *** "That's it?" JR asked after the lab tech swabbed his cheek. "Yes, sir. I already have samples from your wife and son. I have everything I need. ' "Good," JR growled. "Then get the hell out of my house." The lab tech packed up his case and nodded. "I'll see myself out." JR waited until he was out of the room then turned his attention to Ray. "Donna with Sue Ellen?" "Yeah. She seems to be holding up just fine." "For now," JR sighed. "You remember me telling you I had reason to believe Cliff had a file on me?" "Yeah." "There's a lot more in there than just the botched attempt to manipulate the paternity test. He knows things...let's just say Barnes has the means to make my life miserable. I don't know if Sue Ellen is strong enough to handle what's coming." "She isn't," a soft voice came from behind him. JR turned around and saw Lucy standing in the doorway. "How long have you been standing there, girl?" "Long enough," she confessed. "JR, I have been spending a lot of time with John Ross. And I've been watching Sue Ellen carefully. They're both barely holding it together. I don't know what's in that file, but knowing you, I'm sure it's all awful. You can't let Cliff use it." "I don't see how I can stop him," JR muttered. "Maybe I can." "What?" Ray spoke up. "How?" "What if I told you I know something that will make Cliff back off? That I have something he'll want more than anything else in the world. Even more than Ewing Oil or getting revenge on JR." "I'd say," JR breathed out, "get in here, close the door,and start talking." *** "You're awfully quiet." Pam looked up from her dinner plate and shrugged. "I was just thinking about Cliff. I'm worried about him. He feels like Jack and I both abandoned him." "Cliff needs to grow up," Mark told her. "He can't expect you and Jack to help him hurt people you both love just so he can get over on JR." Pam started to reply, but was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone. She stood up, walked to the phone, and picked up the receiver. "Hello? Yes, this is Pamela Graison. What?! Oh my God! Is he alright? I'll be right there!" "What is it, Pam?" Mark asked, his voice full of concern. "Cliff has been in an accident. A hit and run. He's hurt badly. I have to get to the hospital right now!" *** "Is John Ross okay?" "Yes," JR said quietly, removing his tie and glancing over at the bed. "He didn't even seem interested in why the tech wanted to swab his cheek. Are you okay?" "I think so," Sue Ellen shrugged. "I just wish I could remember…" "What?" "JR, I have to ask you something. Promise me you won't lie just to make me feel better." "I promise, Sue Ellen." She was silent for a few moments, watching him shrug out of his shirt and toss it into the closet. "Are we...I mean do you...are we sure…" JR stopped in mid motion unbuckling his pants and leveled his gaze on her eyes. "Are we sure what, honey? That John Ross is mine?" "Yes," she choked out, her voice thick with tears. 'I just can't remember, JR!" He walked over to the bed, sat down beside her, and reached out to take her hand in his. "Sue Ellen, John Ross is mine. There is no doubt. None. We are absolutely sure. " "Then why would Cliff Barnes do this? Why would he do something so awful?" JR sighed heavily, attempting to find the right words. "Cliff Barnes hates me. And I hate him." "Why? Because of me?" "Not at first. The feud started with our daddies. It's gotten worse between me and him. Honey, it's a long, ugly story. But you didn't cause any of this. You got hurt...caught in our crossfire. I hate myself for that." "How could you hate yourself knowing I Iove you so much?" He smiled at her and bent to place a soft kiss on her lips. "I love you too. And John Ross is ours. Don't you lose one minute's sleep over this DNA test. Promise me." "I promise," she cupped his face in her hands, "as long as you promise to give me a better reason to lose sleep." JR chuckled lowly and pulled her into his arms. "That's a promise I will have no problem at all keeping, Miss Texas." *** [/QUOTE]

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