So this is my first ever fan fiction and I actually started writing this before the rain scene aired last night because I saw a spoiler picture of John Ross carrying Pamela in the rain so I wanted to have a go at writing my own version, I finished writing this after the episode but did not take any notes from the episode as this is just my own version. It's really short but just my first go so hopefully I can get better, I hope you enjoy it!
P.S. I just love these two and couldn't resist writing a fan fic for them, Dallas is so underrated!
Pamela found herself driving towards the towering offices of Ewing Energies, she felt empty and it wasn't just the non-existent fetus' that had escaped from her womb almost a month ago. Splatters of rain drops rushed on the windows as she parked her car, the sound of those familiar shoes clicking against the rain approaching her... she turned around and she saw him. John Ross stood there in his long trench coat, his sharp suit peaking from underneath, despite the rain, his hair was still immensely quaffed. Perfect.
"Pamela, what in God's name are you doing here in this time o' night?" His voice was like velvet, wrapping itself around her fragile body in this time of distress, supporting her.
"I couldn't stay at my place, be in the place my father bought me... the murderer who killed... my babies. I-" She struggled to choke her words out when she mentioned Cliff.
"Hey it's OK, we're gonna make him pay darlin', why don't we get you inside before a storm hits?" John Ross put his coat over her with a protective glimmer in his eyes.
"I've realised something about you John Ross, you're always there for me. Without any hidden agenda, you're just always there."
"Well you know me, Saint John Ross at your service." He quipped, as she managed to break away from her tarnished face he gave her a heart warming smile, a genuine thing that is rarely seen, making her feel safe.
"Of course I'm here for you, and I always will be."
Her fragile hand crept toward his smooth face, he looked deep into her eyes beneath the tears she had shed. He swiftly scooped her into his arms to her surprise and brought her into his office, it was only them present at he company as if fate had thrown them together in this room. He swept her on the couch and struggled to take his hands away from her face, she placed her hands on his and leaned forward... their lips pressed against each other and there it was, the feeling that they always felt together. SPARKS.
They felt at home with each other as if their bodies were meant to fit together, they had an unforgettable evening that night... one they'd never forget for the rest of their lives.
