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<blockquote data-quote="CeeCee72" data-source="post: 307233" 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 35:***&quot;JR?&quot;JR opened his eyes and squinted in the dark. His eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness in the room and he was able to make out Pam&#039;s silhouette in the doorway. &quot;Yeah?&quot;&quot;He&#039;s here.&quot;JR took a deep breath and glanced over at his wife. She was sleeping soundly in her hospital bed. &quot;Alright,&quot; he said softly.He stood up and walked to meet Pam in the doorway. &quot;Mama?&quot;&quot;She and Clayton are already down there. She...she doesn&#039;t want to go in until you get there. JR...Miss Ellie believes this is all some sort of sick hoax.&quot;&quot;And you, Pam? What do you believe?&quot;&quot;I don&#039;t know,&quot; Pam admitted in a soft voice. &quot;I just don&#039;t know what to believe.&quot;&quot;Me either,&quot; JR told her. &quot;You ready for this?&quot;&quot;I honestly don&#039;t think so. If it&#039;s not him...I don&#039;t ever want to meet Richard Rice. If it is him…&quot; her voice broke off into a soft sob.JR shifted his feet awkwardly and shook his head. &quot;Pam...why don&#039;t you stay here with Sue Ellen until we know…&quot;&quot;Yes, JR,&quot; Pam said immediately in a rush of air. &quot;Thank you.&quot;JR nodded and moved around her to leave the room. &quot;It won&#039;t be long, Pam. Then we&#039;ll know for sure.&quot;&quot;I hope so,&quot; a single tear slipped from her eye onto her cheek, &quot;God I hope so.&quot;**&quot;&quot;You guys need anything else?&quot;The children all shook their heads and Lucy walked quietly from the room.She felt awful. Her whole family was at the hospital, waiting to see if Ray would survive and to confirm whether or not Richard Rice was really Bobby. And there was nothing she could do to help them.She wanted to be at the hospital, but someone needed to look after the children and Jenna was just too flighty for Lucy to completely trust her with that task. So, Lucy had left John Ross, Tony, and Charly with Jenna and Matt only long enough to go get Christopher, then come back to Southfork and spent the day trying to keep the kids calm and distracted.Truthfully, she was tryng to distract herself.She had to call Mitch. She just couldn&#039;t put it off any longer.Mitch had seen the shooting on the news and was calling every hour to talk to her. It was cruel of her not to speak to him and assure him that she was alright, but she just dreaded the conversation she knew was coming so deeply. She needed to end things.She loved Mitch. She always had. But they were too different to make their relationship work, no matter how hard they tried. He had always resented her wealth and her family and he had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with the Ewings. It had been a sore spot between them since the beginning.Add in the fact he worked such long hours, leaving Lucy alone and lonely, plus all the drama with Afton, and it equaled a tense and unhappy marriage.Yes. It was time to end things.She walked to her room, sat on the edge of her bed, and reached for the phone to dial the number. She sucked in a deep breath when her husband answered the call. &quot;Hey, Mitch. It&#039;s me. We need to talk.&quot;***&quot;Are you alright?&quot;Jack glanced over at April and shrugged. &quot;Yeah. I guess. I mean I never knew Bobby...but I&#039;m worried as hell about Ray.&quot;&quot;Donna seems to be holding up well.&quot;&quot;Donna is tough.&quot;&quot;Do you think we should try to see JR before we leave?&quot;&quot;No. He&#039;s got his hands full. Let&#039;s just get back to Southfork and pick up the stuff Donna asked for.&quot;&quot;We should get some things for Sue Ellen too.&quot;Jack smiled faintly and nodded. &quot;I&#039;ll ask Lucy to put a bag together for her. You know something?&quot;&quot;What?&quot;&quot;You try to be all hard but you have a very soft heart. You only met Donna once and never Sue Ellen, but you&#039;re trying to help them both.&quot;&quot;Any decent person would want to help them, Jack.&quot;&quot;That&#039;s my point,&quot; Jack laughed. &quot;You pretend to be a cold hearted vixen, but deep down you&#039;re decent and sweet and kind.&quot;&quot;Way deep down,&quot; April laughed along with him. &quot;VERY deep down.&quot;***&quot;It will be a couple of days before the DNA comes back.&quot;&quot;Why so long?&quot; JR demanded. &quot;It&#039;s a new technology, Mr. Ewing,&quot; the doctor explained patiently. &quot;But the blood work…&quot;The doctor broke off, shook his head, and sighed. &quot;The blood test is a match. The scars, the x-rays, hell, even the dental work… I have every reason to believe the man in that examination room is Bobby Ewing.&quot;&quot;What does he say?&quot; Clayton asked.&quot;He says he&#039;s Bobby. Look, he doesn&#039;t remember much. He says his wife is named Pam and that they have a son named Christopher. He says he has a brother named JR. He says he grew up on a ranch.&quot;&quot;I don&#039;t care what he says, he isn&#039;t Bobby!&quot; Ellie cried out.JR pulled his mother into his arms and placed a comforting kiss on her forehead. &quot;There&#039;s only one way to find out,&quot; he whispered softly.He stepped away from his mother and moved toward the doctor. &quot;I&#039;m ready to see him. Let&#039;s get this over with.&quot;***Sue Ellen squeezed Pam&#039;s hand and reached over to hand the other woman a tissue. &quot;Everything will be okay.&quot;Pam didn&#039;t answer and Sue Ellen fell silent again. The truth was she was trying to convince herself every bit as much as she was trying to convince Pam. She was so worried JR was under so much strain. She knew he blamed himself for everything that had happened and she knew if Richard Rice turned out to be Bobby he would have a very hard time adjusting. She prayed that the stress didn&#039;t cause him to have a breakdown.And what…What if he cracked under the pressure and it caused him to go back to his old ways?&quot;Mrs. Ewing? I&#039;m here to take you down for a cat scan.&quot;&quot;A cat scan?&quot; Sue Ellen repeated, confused. &quot;I had one this morning.&quot;&quot;Well,&quot; the nurse shrugged, &quot;the doctor says you need another one.&quot;&quot;Why? The baby…&quot; her voice trailed off. &quot;Can we wait for my husband to get back so that I am able to discuss it with him?&quot;&quot;I&#039;m sorry, Mrs. Ewing, the order says I am to take you now.&quot;&quot;No,&quot; Sue Ellen said stubbornly. &quot;Not until my husband gets back or I talk to the doctor.&quot;&quot;Mrs. Ewing…&quot;&quot;Please,&quot; Pam broke in. &quot;She&#039;s been through so much and all she&#039;s asking for is to have the doctor come in and explain to her why she needs this test.&quot;&quot;I&#039;m not going,&quot; Sue Ellen told her flatly.&quot;Fine,&quot; the nurse snapped. &quot;I&#039;ll go get the doctor.&quot;&quot;You do that,&quot; Sue Ellen growled, &quot;because I&#039;m not going anywhere until I speak with him personally.&quot;***JR pushed open the heavy hospital door and walked into the room.Richard Rice was lying on the bed in the middle of the room. His deep, even breathing made it clear he was in a deep sleep.JR walked across the room and sat down in the bedside chair. He stared at the other man for a moment. He was lying on his side, facing away from JR. JR couldn&#039;t see his face, but that hair…That was Bobby&#039;s hair.JR hesitated only for a moment before reaching out and lightly touching the man&#039;s shoulder. &quot;Wake up.&quot; When the man didn&#039;t move, JR shook him more forcefully and raised his voice. &quot;Wake up!&quot;The man jerked and sat up into a sitting position. He looked around the room in confusion before settling his eyes on JR&#039;s face.JR gasped for air and shook his head in disbelief. &quot;No,&quot; a choked cry escaped his throat. &quot;Dear God, NO!&quot;***Jerry pulled the surgical mask more snugly around his face and pretended to read a chart. His eyes weren&#039;t on the papers on the clipboard though, they were on the guard standing in front of Sue Ellen&#039;s door. He was waiting patiently for the nurse to distract him and move him away.Sue Ellen had thrown a wrench in his plans by refusing to submit to the cat scan. He&#039;d had to improvise. This was dangerous and he knew it. But it was the only way.If Sue Ellen was insisting on seeing a doctor, he was more than happy to oblige her wishes.He smiled under the mask when he saw the nurse excitedly point down the hallway. The guard took the bait and went to investigate whatever the nurse had pointed at.Jerry put the chart down on the counter and moved calmly to Sue Ellen&#039;s room.&quot;Time&#039;s up, Sue Ellen,&quot; he mumbled to himself. &quot;You&#039;re mine.&quot;***</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CeeCee72, post: 307233, 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 35: *** "JR?" JR opened his eyes and squinted in the dark. His eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness in the room and he was able to make out Pam's silhouette in the doorway. "Yeah?" "He's here." JR took a deep breath and glanced over at his wife. She was sleeping soundly in her hospital bed. "Alright," he said softly. He stood up and walked to meet Pam in the doorway. "Mama?" "She and Clayton are already down there. She...she doesn't want to go in until you get there. JR...Miss Ellie believes this is all some sort of sick hoax." "And you, Pam? What do you believe?" "I don't know," Pam admitted in a soft voice. "I just don't know what to believe." "Me either," JR told her. "You ready for this?" "I honestly don't think so. If it's not him...I don't ever want to meet Richard Rice. If it is him…" her voice broke off into a soft sob. JR shifted his feet awkwardly and shook his head. "Pam...why don't you stay here with Sue Ellen until we know…" "Yes, JR," Pam said immediately in a rush of air. "Thank you." JR nodded and moved around her to leave the room. "It won't be long, Pam. Then we'll know for sure." "I hope so," a single tear slipped from her eye onto her cheek, "God I hope so." **" "You guys need anything else?" The children all shook their heads and Lucy walked quietly from the room. She felt awful. Her whole family was at the hospital, waiting to see if Ray would survive and to confirm whether or not Richard Rice was really Bobby. And there was nothing she could do to help them. She wanted to be at the hospital, but someone needed to look after the children and Jenna was just too flighty for Lucy to completely trust her with that task. So, Lucy had left John Ross, Tony, and Charly with Jenna and Matt only long enough to go get Christopher, then come back to Southfork and spent the day trying to keep the kids calm and distracted. Truthfully, she was tryng to distract herself. She had to call Mitch. She just couldn't put it off any longer. Mitch had seen the shooting on the news and was calling every hour to talk to her. It was cruel of her not to speak to him and assure him that she was alright, but she just dreaded the conversation she knew was coming so deeply. She needed to end things. She loved Mitch. She always had. But they were too different to make their relationship work, no matter how hard they tried. He had always resented her wealth and her family and he had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with the Ewings. It had been a sore spot between them since the beginning. Add in the fact he worked such long hours, leaving Lucy alone and lonely, plus all the drama with Afton, and it equaled a tense and unhappy marriage. Yes. It was time to end things. She walked to her room, sat on the edge of her bed, and reached for the phone to dial the number. She sucked in a deep breath when her husband answered the call. "Hey, Mitch. It's me. We need to talk." *** "Are you alright?" Jack glanced over at April and shrugged. "Yeah. I guess. I mean I never knew Bobby...but I'm worried as hell about Ray." "Donna seems to be holding up well." "Donna is tough." "Do you think we should try to see JR before we leave?" "No. He's got his hands full. Let's just get back to Southfork and pick up the stuff Donna asked for." "We should get some things for Sue Ellen too." Jack smiled faintly and nodded. "I'll ask Lucy to put a bag together for her. You know something?" "What?" "You try to be all hard but you have a very soft heart. You only met Donna once and never Sue Ellen, but you're trying to help them both." "Any decent person would want to help them, Jack." "That's my point," Jack laughed. "You pretend to be a cold hearted vixen, but deep down you're decent and sweet and kind." "Way deep down," April laughed along with him. "VERY deep down." *** "It will be a couple of days before the DNA comes back." "Why so long?" JR demanded. "It's a new technology, Mr. Ewing," the doctor explained patiently. "But the blood work…" The doctor broke off, shook his head, and sighed. "The blood test is a match. The scars, the x-rays, hell, even the dental work… I have every reason to believe the man in that examination room is Bobby Ewing." "What does he say?" Clayton asked. "He says he's Bobby. Look, he doesn't remember much. He says his wife is named Pam and that they have a son named Christopher. He says he has a brother named JR. He says he grew up on a ranch." "I don't care what he says, he isn't Bobby!" Ellie cried out. JR pulled his mother into his arms and placed a comforting kiss on her forehead. "There's only one way to find out," he whispered softly. He stepped away from his mother and moved toward the doctor. "I'm ready to see him. Let's get this over with." *** Sue Ellen squeezed Pam's hand and reached over to hand the other woman a tissue. "Everything will be okay." Pam didn't answer and Sue Ellen fell silent again. The truth was she was trying to convince herself every bit as much as she was trying to convince Pam. She was so worried JR was under so much strain. She knew he blamed himself for everything that had happened and she knew if Richard Rice turned out to be Bobby he would have a very hard time adjusting. She prayed that the stress didn't cause him to have a breakdown. And what… What if he cracked under the pressure and it caused him to go back to his old ways? "Mrs. Ewing? I'm here to take you down for a cat scan." "A cat scan?" Sue Ellen repeated, confused. "I had one this morning." "Well," the nurse shrugged, "the doctor says you need another one." "Why? The baby…" her voice trailed off. "Can we wait for my husband to get back so that I am able to discuss it with him?" "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ewing, the order says I am to take you now." "No," Sue Ellen said stubbornly. "Not until my husband gets back or I talk to the doctor." "Mrs. Ewing…" "Please," Pam broke in. "She's been through so much and all she's asking for is to have the doctor come in and explain to her why she needs this test." "I'm not going," Sue Ellen told her flatly. "Fine," the nurse snapped. "I'll go get the doctor." "You do that," Sue Ellen growled, "because I'm not going anywhere until I speak with him personally." *** JR pushed open the heavy hospital door and walked into the room. Richard Rice was lying on the bed in the middle of the room. His deep, even breathing made it clear he was in a deep sleep. JR walked across the room and sat down in the bedside chair. He stared at the other man for a moment. He was lying on his side, facing away from JR. JR couldn't see his face, but that hair… That was Bobby's hair. JR hesitated only for a moment before reaching out and lightly touching the man's shoulder. "Wake up." When the man didn't move, JR shook him more forcefully and raised his voice. "Wake up!" The man jerked and sat up into a sitting position. He looked around the room in confusion before settling his eyes on JR's face. JR gasped for air and shook his head in disbelief. "No," a choked cry escaped his throat. "Dear God, NO!" *** Jerry pulled the surgical mask more snugly around his face and pretended to read a chart. His eyes weren't on the papers on the clipboard though, they were on the guard standing in front of Sue Ellen's door. He was waiting patiently for the nurse to distract him and move him away. Sue Ellen had thrown a wrench in his plans by refusing to submit to the cat scan. He'd had to improvise. This was dangerous and he knew it. But it was the only way. If Sue Ellen was insisting on seeing a doctor, he was more than happy to oblige her wishes. He smiled under the mask when he saw the nurse excitedly point down the hallway. The guard took the bait and went to investigate whatever the nurse had pointed at. Jerry put the chart down on the counter and moved calmly to Sue Ellen's room. "Time's up, Sue Ellen," he mumbled to himself. "You're mine." *** [/QUOTE]

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