I hope everyone will continue to enjoy, thank you to those who commented I'll always keep ideas in mind. There's a few references to the old Dallas in this part, maybe some of you are fans of original Dallas like me too! Still, for the main part it's just my imagination.

"How is she?" Bobby asked his wife as she quietly made her way downstairs some time later.

"She finally dozed off but lord was she in a state Bobby! She thought I was Pam and kept talking about JR and the past and well, I've never seen her so upset – so vulnerable."

"Unfortunately, it was all too familiar for me." Bobby shook his head.

"She was this bad, every time?" Ann couldn't keep the shock out of her voice. She'd known that Sue Ellen had suffered with alcoholism, the woman had been open and honest about her troubles herself, but seeing it for her own eyes now, she could never have imagined quite how bad things were.

"Sometimes worse, it's just so horrible seeing her like that again, after all this time of being sober. She'd been doing so well Annie, moving on with her life and really trying to make something of herself. My brother never truly treated her right and Sue Ellen was damaged but I was so proud of her when she stopped drinking, and now…"

"She'll beat it again Bobby, she's got all of us here to help her. This was a blip, she's been through so much and well, she never really grieved for JR, not properly anyhow."

"All JR caused that woman is grief, and now his not even here to be angry with."

"Here, have a drink." Ann passed her husband a glass and took a sip from her own which she had just filled with wine.

"Annie I'm so sorry about the meal, you worked so hard on it and we didn't even finish properly."

"Don't you dare apologise Bobby, some things are more important than meals and, well, it had been going pretty well. You should be proud; you brought everyone together just like you wanted." Ann hoped that she was saying the right thing, the meal had been so important to her husband and she was afraid that he'd been disappointed.

"Oh I think there's a lot more work to be done to get this family back together Annie, a hell of a lot more work." Bobby sighed but then smiled at his wife, grateful that she was there to support him, however hard things got. "I think we should get to bed ourselves, I'd like to think things could have all blown over by morning but somehow I doubt that very much."

The couple locked up downstairs and then made their way to bed, both hoping that they would be ready to deal with whatever the following day would bring.

"Good morning." Sue Ellen sheepishly walked into the kitchen where Ann and Bobby were eating breakfast. When she had woken up she'd nearly had a heart-attack finding herself back in her old room after all of those years. Then, as the headache had kicked in she'd started to realise what had happened and after putting off for as long as possible, realised that she needed to face her family.

"Morning Sue Ellen, how are you feeling? Would you like some breakfast?" Ann walked over to the woman understating how uncomfortable she must have been feeling.

"Well, umm, I've felt better. I'm not too hungry but I'd love a coffee if it's not too much trouble." She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so embarrassed. The way Ann was looking at her, with this sadness, almost pity which was something she couldn't bear, and Bobby, well he hadn't looked at her at all and she desperately hoped she hadn't said anything unkind to him – he meant so much to her. That was the problem, she couldn't remember very much about the night before at all which made it all the more terrifying to have to face other people, because they would remember – very clearly.

"Are you sure you couldn't manage something small to eat Sue Ellen? I mean it might make you feel a little better."

"Annie, she's old enough to make her own decisions, let her be." Bobby's words came out a little harsher than he'd intended, but all three of them realised that his anger wasn't aimed at his wife.

"Thank you Ann, just the coffee is lovely," she took the hot cup from her friends hand then moved towards the table where Bobby was sat, "would you give us a moment please Ann?" She asked kindly, feeling even more uncomfortable in asking the woman to give her privacy in her own home, but realising that she needed to face Bobby sooner rather than later.

"Of course, I'll be outside if you need me." She smiled at her husband and Sue Ellen as she left the room.

"Bobby I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what Sue Ellen? For ruining the meal, drinking yourself into oblivion, hitting your own son? What exactly are you sorry for?" He didn't shout, it wasn't in his nature to raise his voice unless he really had to but he sure was angry.

Sue Ellen sheepishly dropped her head at his words, knowing that all of those things, and probably worse had happened the night before because of her stupidity. She stroked the rim of her coffee cup, not feeling that she deserved to take a sip of the soothing liquid it contained. "For all of those things Bobby, but mostly for letting you down, for being weak and running to the bottle again – I was foolish and –"

"Don't tell me that you won't do it again Sue Ellen, don't bother saying that to me if it's not the truth, it only makes it hurt more."

"I'm sorry."

"And stop apologising, please, it's not me you've let down, not really. The person you hurt the most is yourself, it always has been and I thought you'd learnt that lesson – God knows you went through enough tough times to learn it the hard way." The anger was beginning to diminish and now the true hurt that Bobby felt was starting to show. Sue Ellen had become a sister to him and time after time he'd had to watch her destroy herself, and for the first time in his life he needed to tell her how that made him feel. He needed to make her see that turning to alcohol was not the option, especially not when so many people care about her. "But it's not just about you anymore either darling, you need to speak to John Ross. Last night he, he was, you…"

"Say it Bobby."

"I think you scared him. He puts on his mask, pretends he doesn't care, just trying to be like his father but last night, he was a little boy again Sue Ellen, your little boy and he needs you but you – that wasn't you."

Sue Ellen rested her head in her hands, both soothing her growing headache and shielding her face from Bobby's gaze. The last person who'd spoken so honestly to her about her problem had been Miss Ellie and although Bobby had always been around in the past when she'd stumble home drunk or pass out, she'd never realised how he'd felt. Back then she'd always been so selfish, so consumed in her own and JR's life that nobody else ever mattered, but she was different now – regardless of last night, she'd changed and she couldn't bear to be that woman who hurt others.

"Bobby you're right," she looked up at him know, knowing that looking away wasn't protecting her from anything, "I will talk to John Ross, I'm going to make it up to him – not just for last night but for all those times I've let him down. And Bobby, I know apologising isn't enough but I didn't mean to put you through all of that again, having to see me so low – I'm really sorry for ruining dinner, can you forgive me?" She was asking for so much more than simply the forgiveness for ruining a meal.

"Of course I forgive you Sue Ellen, I'll always be here for you, you know that, but we have to make things right. Not just with you but with this whole family."

"John Ross. John Ross open up, we need to talk. I know you're angry; I've spoken to Bobby and I know there's a lot I need to apologise for but I can't do that if you won't open this door and speak to me." Sue Ellen consistently tapped on her sons door, unwilling to give up on him.

The door began to open and Sue Ellen smiled with relief but it wasn't her son who was at the door, a young blonde girl who was still wearing clothes and make-up from what could only have been the night out before was leaving. She glanced at Sue Ellen quickly before the rushed past her and left, not wanting to be any part of a family feud when all she'd wanted was a little fun with a good looking guy. Sue Ellen watched the girl leave but kept a hand on the door so that it didn't close on her again, allowing her to step inside.

"That's not the way to deal with problems John Ross." Sue Ellen found her son in his bed, wrapped up in a mess of sheets as he sat glaring at her.

"What's that mamma?" He replied sarcastically.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, the sleeping around. You should be looking for love, not just a quick –"

"Oh so we're being a concerned mother this morning huh, how refreshing." The distaste in his voice hurt Sue Ellen but she stood strong, she couldn't afford to back down to her son at a time like this. "I figured my way of 'dealing' with things was a darn sight better than yours. I didn't drink myself stupid, embarrass myself in front of my family – so who are you to tell me how I should deal with my own life!"

"I'm your mother John Ross and I care about you, I don't want you making the same mistakes as me, or your father for that matter."

"Don't even talk about him, all you really cared about what his money wasn't it?"

"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" Now she was angry too, she realised that she'd hurt her son but she felt that she deserved more respect than this.

"Or what, are you going to hit me again?" That hit here where it hurt. John Ross and got up and walked closer and closer to his mother as they'd argued and now they stood face to face. "Come on then, hit me."

"Don't tempt me John Ross. For too long I let you go on chasing your father, wanting to be just like him well it's over now. He's gone and we have to deal with that."

"My father may be dead but that will never stop me from looking up to him. I needed one parent to respect, to look up to and that will never be you."

Sue Ellen was speechless, she'd watched her son's temper rise before but never like this, there was real hate in his eyes and she couldn't take it any longer.

"I'm going to speak to you again when you've calmed down because I don't believe you mean all of this, not really."

"Well maybe this will make you see what I mean. Get out."

Sue Ellen didn't move.

"Get out and don't you ever come back here. I never want to see you again. You're as dead to me as JR because I've had it with the both of you screwing up my life."

There were tears in Sue Ellen's eyes at her son's hurtful words and she prayed he didn't mean them. Her mind was spinning with all of the things she desperately wanted to say to him but she couldn't speak a word. Instead she began to leave but before she walked out she turned towards her son. I love you she said silently.

As his mother left, John Ross slouched back down on the end of his bed and rubbed his neck as anger still boiled through him. He sat silently for a moment before deciding that the best thing to do would be to have a shower and get ready to face a new day. As he stood up he heard a loud noise almost a crashing coming from outside his door and with it a scream.

"Mamma?" Instinctively John Ross ran out and down the short corridor calling for his mother until he reached the main hallway. Still calling, he pushed the button for the lift but something told him that there wasn't time to wait so he took the nearby stairs and that's when he saw her. Sprawled at the bottom, Sue Ellen had fallen down the whole flight and lay unconscious in spreading pool of her own blood.

Bit of a cliff hanger... Hopefully you'll be interested in some more, when I get ideas I just like to write, write, write so I'm sure there will be more soon for anyone who's interested. Let me know in your comments. M :)