Pamela Jean Barnes Ewing sat on the floor of Aunt Maggie's small living room sifting through old belongings of her parents. Cliff sat uncomfortably in chair, looking at his watch while Pam examined picture after picture, letter after letter.

"You know sis, when you said you wanted to spend the day with me, this is not what I had in mind."

Pam smirked at her brother. "You could have said no, Cliff. I didn't force you to come to Aunt Maggie's." Cliff opened his mouth to speak, but Pam cut him off. "You said that you wanted to spend more time with me, and that is exactly what you are doing. Plus we're helping Aunt Maggie go through her closets."

"Pam," Cliff sneezed amidst the dust. "You know that I'm sorry about not calling you."

"And this is your way of making up for it," Pam smiled, handing Cliff an old box. "I missed you too."

Cliff opened the lid, and blew on the dusty cover sheet. "It wasn't the same without you, Pam. You and Maggie are the only family I have left."

Pam nodded her head and took her brother's hand. "Promise me that we won't let anything like this get between us again."

"Part of it was out of my control."

Pam frowned at her brother. "All you have to do is accept the fact that I love Bobby and that we are married, and that makes his family my family."

"Which makes J.R. your brother-in-law," Cliff added.

"J.R.," Pam sighed. "Can't you ever forget the feud you have with that man?"

Cliff thought back to the way J.R. tried to sabotage his political career, and relationship to Sue Ellen. "No, I can't."

"He's mellowed out over the years."

"Leopards don't change their spots," Cliff rebuttaled.

"Well I don't believe that," Pam said finally. "If that were true than there would be no hope for you," she laughed.

"Hey," Cliff said in a laughing defense, "There is nothing wrong with me."

"Only the Barnes-Ewing feud. Bobby's agreed to drop it, and J.R. and Jock have promised to leave you alone if you leave them alone."

"I'm not going to live in fear of your family."

"You don't have to live in fear of the Ewings," Pam said slightly exasperated as she moved to a new mile. "Can't you just coexist with them? Dallas is a large town, and there is room for everyone."

"Tell that to your aggressive in-laws," Cliff muttered.

Pam sent Cliff a look of frustration. "I can't spend my life choosing between you and Bobby."

"I know," Cliff said finally. "You know that I'm only doing this for you."

"I know. Just think, soon you'll be able to go out to dinner with Bobby and me on a regular basis."

"Don't push it," Cliff laughed.

The two Barnes siblings enjoyed the presence of one another's company, both happy to put their fight behind them.

"Look at this," Pam pointed out. Cliff knelt down and looked at a black and white picture of a woman who looked exactly like Pam.

"It's mamma," Pam breathed, gently circling the photo.

"She looks just like you," Cliff admitted begrudgingly. He still harbored harsh feelings towards Rebecca Barnes for leaving the family the way she did.

Pam eyed the data on the back of the photo. "Cliff, this picture is dated two years after she left us."

Cliff rolled his eyes. "So she sent us a picture, that doesn't qualify her for mother of the year."

Pam brushed Cliff's comment off. "Corpus Christi, Texas."

"Pam…" Cliff began.

"I wonder if she's still there."

"Pam that photo is over twenty years old. If she's still alive I'm sure she's moved on by now."

"I suppose so," Pam conceded.

"And if she wanted to keep in touch with us, she would have, but she never bothered to."

"Don't you think that's a little harsh?"

"Pam – harsh is abandoning your family without reason, harsh is letting someone else raise your children."

"I bet she had reasons," Pam said softly, tucking the picture in her pocket.

"Well I don't care what they are, as far as I'm concerned, she is gone."

Pam eyed her brother as he sifted through more documents and wondered if Cliff had the right idea in considering the subject dropped. But all she could think about was the mother that left her years ago.


Sue Ellen Ewing was wide-awake as the sun peered in through the window. Late night feedings with Lizzy were taking their tole on her and they were beginning to show in her body, worn from work. The married couple had finally found the perfect nanny for Lizzy and John Ross in Carissa Reeves, the young niece of John Ross' original caretaker, Mrs. Naomi Reeves. Carissa came highly recommended, and Lizzy and John Ross took to her right away.

Sue Ellen groaned as raised her head off her pillow. Having help with the children was only alleviating part of her problems. There were other issues – greater issues – closer to home. Sue Ellen glared at her sleeping husband, spiteful over the fact that he didn't need to be present for late night feedings and wake up calls. He needs to keep up his strength and work, Sue Ellen thought, recalling Jock's joke about J.R. needing his sleep at night to keep his strength during the day.

Sue Ellen also found herself missing the intimacy she once shared with her husband. The couple couldn't consummate their love for one another until Sue Ellen's next doctor's visit, which wasn't for at least another week. Sue Ellen found herself lonely as she looked at her husband, she craved, needed his touch. But between the baby and J.R.'s work with Kristin, Jock, and Bobby, the two had essentially been celibate, often too tired to be near one another at night. Their lack of communication only made her more frustrated.

The phone's jarring ring woke J.R. with a start as he held the receiver. "Hello?" he mumbled. "Kristin?"

Sue Ellen jumped out of bed at the mention of her name. "J.R., why is she calling the house this early in the morning?" she questioned as she reached for her bathrobe, ready to start her morning routine.

"I'll be at the office in an hour," J.R. finished. He got out of bed just as Sue Ellen emerged from the shower.

"May I ask why she is calling this early?" Sue Ellen asked, giving her husband an unhappy look.

"It's for business. She told me to bring a file from the house."

Sue Ellen continued her stare as she brushed her hair by the vanity.

"Do you not trust me with her, is that it?" J.R. asked warily.

"J.R. we both know what Kristin is capable of."

"And we both know that I have to work with her, she's my secretary."

"Don't remind me," Sue Ellen huffed, marching to the closet.

J.R. sighed as he entered the shower. He knew that Sue Ellen wasn't angry with him as much as she was with Kristin, and that she was worn out over the baby. But why does she take it out on me?

J.R. dried himself off and pulled his grey suit out of the closet as Sue Ellen fixed her hair by the vanity mirror. J.R. adjusted his tie. "You'll be happy to know that I keep minimum contact with Kristin while in the office."

Sue Ellen sent her husband an icy glare. "I don't care if you never see Kristin at the office." She slammed her makeup kit on the counter. "I don't like her there and you know it."

"How many times do I have to tell you that she is temporary?"

"It's been a couple weeks since she started J.R., and it seems to be that she's getting along just fine." Sue Ellen stalked out of the room with J.R. on her heels.

"Sue Ellen I am talking to you," J.R. said exasperated as he reached for her hand. Sue Ellen turned and met her husband's gaze. "Don't you have to go to work?"

J.R. said nothing as Sue Ellen walked outside, running her fingers through her hair. J.R. followed her. "Sue Ellen, I think you need to cool down a bit."

Sue Ellen's eyes opened wide with shock and anger. Sue Ellen stood with her back towards the house and J.R. in front of her. An evil grin crossed her mouth as she said "Why don't you cool down, J.R.?" shoving him into the pool.

J.R. let out a startled gasp as he fell backwards into the water, splashing the patio. "Sue Ellen!" he roared.

Sue Ellen stood there glaring at him as she got into her station wagon and drove off for the day. She couldn't help but smile at the way she shoved J.R. into the pool. It had felt good to release her pent up energy. A laugh escaped her mouth as she drove down the streets. I suppose J.R. will be a little late to work now won't he, she smirked, planning what shops to hit first.


Pamela Ewing enjoyed the last of summer's rays out on the poolside, careful to ignore the wet patio from earlier. Phone in her hand, she dialed the number of a good private detective in Dallas. Armed with information from Aunt Maggie, and whatever pictures and letters she found with Cliff, Pam was on a mission to find her biological mother.

"Hello, this is Pamela Ewing. I hear that you are one of the best skilled detectives in Dallas and if you are willing, I have a very important job for you to do…thank-you very much Mr. Mackey, I promise you won't regret helping me." Pam hung up the phone with a smile. She was now meeting with Detective John Mackey to find Rebecca Barnes. She felt confident in her decision to look for her mother, believing that she now had the opportunity to put together the pieces of her missing past. Even if she's passed away, I can learn more about her, the life that she led.


Lucy Ewing sat in a chair at the Dallas Archival Library. The sun peered in through the large window, illuminating the machine that held old Dallas newspaper articles dated all the way back to the 1800s. Sitting in her corner undisturbed, she flipped through old editions of The Dallas Daily Press with the hope of finding more about a previous family scandal. Ever since Jimmy had mentioned Sue Ellen seeing Cliff she couldn't help but think about the paternity suit that occurred a couple years ago between the Ewings and the Barnes. The Dallas Daily Press had been the paper to break the story when an anxious Digger told them what his son had told him: that he had conceived John Ross Ewing III with Sue Ellen and not J.R. The accusations were strong, no one knew what to think. J.R. and Sue Ellen were forced to deny the claim as best as they could, not knowing if J.R. was the father or not. Jock and Ellie shook off the suit as Digger's jealousy and saw no reason why the family couldn't countersue and have a paternity test. Jock saw the dilemma as a chance to bring down Digger once again. Ellie was concerned for the family, once again dragged into the mud. She and Lucy did the best they could to present a united front at social functions and parties. Lucy was wide-eyed with the news, and followed her grandmother's lead. Bobby and Pam knew there was a chance that the child could be Cliff's, both tried to rally around the family while keeping a brave front. The first test was inconclusive, J.R. and Cliff had the same blood type, and a more sophisticated test was administered, declaring J.R. the father. J.R., Sue Ellen, Bobby, and Pam breathed a sigh of relief, while Jock and Ellie celebrated what they thought to be true all along.

Lucy had speculated as to whether Sue Ellen had had an affair with Cliff Barnes. She knew the then shaky state of her marriage to J.R., and found it odd that after seven years of trying, there was no child. Bobby got Pam pregnant within the first month, Lucy sniggered. On 

several occasions she had reminded her Aunt Sue Ellen that without a Ewing heir she was nothing, could be thrown off Southfork at a moment's notice. She was stunned, along with the rest of the family, to learn that Sue Ellen was pregnant. Everyone but J.R. was present the morning Sue Ellen got the phone call from Dr. Harlan Danvers.

Lucy didn't know what she would find with the articles. She wasn't expecting confirmation of anything in particular. It was curiosity that guided her search. She stopped when she spied the headline.

Digger Barnes says the Ewings stole his grandson.

The next headline read:

Ewings deny Barnes accusations

Lucy carefully made copies of the articles as she kept going.

Cliff Barnes files a 1.5 million dollar lawsuit to get his child

Ewings agree to paternity test to settle suit, continuing to deny accusations

Digger Barnes tells how the Ewings have once again robbed him of what was rightfully his

Ewing family members once again deny rumors at a social function in Dallas.

Test results for John Ross Ewing II and Cliff Barnes prove inconclusive, more tests are ordered.

Sue Ellen Ewing stands by her husband as tests are administrated.

Ewings celebrate another victory as John Ross Ewing II is declared the natural father of John Ross Ewing III.

Lucy smiled to herself as she took her copies and left the library. The newspapers just love a good scandal, and my family is famous for dramatic scenes. Lucy wasn't convinced of anything yet, but she felt closure in seeing the articles again. Tucking them into her backpack, she got in her car and drove off to meet Jimmy.


Pamela Barnes Ewing patiently waited for Detective John Mackey to see her in his office. His secretary promptly called her in and Pamela entered a small room, armed with any pertinent information she could find on Rebecca Barnes.

"Mrs. Ewing." Mr. Mackey stood to greet her, extending his hand. He had heard many things about the Ewing family, and he was proud that Mrs. Pamela Ewing had requested his services. "Please have a seat."

"Thank-you, Mr. Mackey," Pam said warmly. "As I mentioned on the phone, I have someone that I need to find."

"You've come to the right place."

Pam handed him her files. "Her name is Rebecca Barnes. She left Dallas many years ago, and I would like to know her whereabouts. I don't know if she's dead or alive, I just need information on her."

John Mackey eyed the paperwork. "This is all you have on her?"

"I'm afraid so," Pam admitted.

John chuckled, "You aren't giving me very much to go on."

Pam frowned slightly. "From what I've heard, you can work wonders."

"That I can, Mrs. Ewing, this just may take some time," he said, eying her.

Pam let out a sigh. "Mr. Mackey, money is no object to me; all I want is to find that woman."

John Mackey flinched. "I understand, Mrs. Ewing, I promise to do everything I can to find her for you."

"Thank-you," Pam said, attempting to smile. "I appreciate you agreeing to do this on such short notice."

John Mackey smiled at Pam. "May I ask why she is so special?"

"She was my mother," she said softly. "She left my family and I when I was a very little girl."

John Mackey put down the file and gazed at Mrs. Ewing. She isn't an ordinary client. From the moment he met her, her presence made him know that she was someone to reckon with. She had money, a family, and an iron will. He knew that he would be taking on her case.

"Hmm, many of these pictures are dated at Corpus Christi, Texas."

"She was pregnant with me at the time."

"Well that will be the first place that I'll look. I promise to keep you posted on everything."

Pam stood up and extended her hand. "Thank-you again, Mr. Mackey."

John Mackey let out a small laugh. "Don't thank me, yet Mrs. Ewing, I haven't done anything yet."

"But I believe you will," Pam said confidently as she walked out of the office.


It was mid evening when Sue Ellen pulled into the Southfork drive. Her day of shopping had worked wonders for her, she felt much better. Now if I can just find J.R. and apologize. Sue Ellen regretted her morning fight with J.R., knowing that most of it was brought on by her. He really is doing his best, Sue Ellen thought as she headed up the stairs. I just wish that Kristin were out of the picture.

Sue Ellen entered the bedroom and found J.R. lounging on the bed with a magazine. "Hello, J.R.," Sue Ellen said softly.

"Darlin'." J.R. got up to greet his wife and he gently pulled her into a hug.

"J.R. I am so sorry about earlier and –"

"Shhh," J.R. whispered, cutting her off with a kiss. Sue Ellen moaned into J.R. mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck. J.R. held her close as he gently massaged her back. "Good evening."

"Good evening," Sue Ellen murmured breathlessly.
"You know we haven't greeted each other like that in a long time."

"I miss it," Sue Ellen said softly, lowering her head. She never thought she would be able to confess her desire for intimacy with her husband to him. For years, he had trained her to believe that ladies weren't supposed to talk like that and speak of such things and she still wasn't accustomed to telling J.R. all of her feelings.

J.R. gently raised Sue Ellen's chin, kissing her mouth. "I miss it too, Sugar." He held her against him. "I can't imagine what you go through each day with the children; I love you for everything you do."

"I love you too. I shouldn't have gotten so angry with you over Kristin."

"Kristin may be with me at the office during the day, but you are with me every other moment," he teased.

"I like that," Sue Ellen smiled. "About earlier today, I really am sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"Don't worry about it, Darlin'," J.R. assured her. "I'll get you for what you did." He pulled away and walked toward the door.

"What does that mean?" Sue Ellen asked curiously.

"You'll see," J.R. winked.


Bobby and Pam sat next to each other in a booth at a fancy restaurant in Dallas. As Bobby ordered the drinks, Pam thought about the best way to tell Bobby about having a detective search for her mother. She tried to block out the conversation she had with Cliff earlier that afternoon over the subject.

"If you ask me, you're asking for trouble by even looking her up." Cliff folded his hands across his chest in a very attorneyesque fashion as he berated his sister for her decision.

"I didn't ask for your permission, Cliff. I told you so that you could be involved."

"Involved in what? A wild goose chase to a find a woman who abandoned us years ago. She's probably dead by now."

"And if she isn't, I want to know where she is," Pam insisted.

"What makes you think she wants anything to do with us anyway? She left us remember?"

"Oh course I remember, Cliff. But she may have regretted her decision since then."

"Then let her find us," Cliff resolved. "We haven't moved very far."

"Cliff she may not have the resources to find us. For all we know, she could be living on the streets."

A tiny smile crossed Cliff's mouth. "How does dear husband Bobby feel about this investigation?"

"He doesn't know yet," Pam said coolly. Cliff nodded his head. "But he'll understand."

"And the Ewings don't mind you using their money to find her?"

Pamela let out a frustrated shout and she headed for the door. "The Ewings aren't like that, Miss Ellie and Jock would understand."

"But would Bobby?" Cliff asked in disbelief.

Pam hesitated. "Bobby loves me, he'll let me do what I need to do."

Pam fidgeted slightly as she attempted to listen to Bobby regale her with his successes in the office. "That's wonderful Bobby."

Bobby animatedly continued. "I never imagined in a million years that Jordan Lee would want to work out a deal with me for Ewing Oil rather than go through J.R. or Daddy."

"I'm very happy for you," Pam said with as much honesty as she could.

"And with J.R. out of the office taking care of Sue Ellen, there's no fighting. Daddy really respects what I'm doing – he's taking my advice."

"It's what you've always wanted."

"And I have you to thank for it."

"Me?" Pam asked softly. "What'd I do?"

"You told me to get into the family business when we first married. To think that I would still be content being the Goodwill Ambassador for Ewing Oil if you hadn't insisted I take part in the business side of things."

"That's right," Pam said, remembering the car ride back from New Orleans, when they were just newlyweds.

"But enough about me," Bobby said. "How was your day?"

"I'm glad you asked, Bobby. Do you remember when I was searching through Aunt Maggie's house and I found some of my mother's things?"

"Yes."

"Well, it just got me thinking more and more about her. Actually, I've been thinking about her for some time now."

"Go on," Bobby said.

Pam took a sip of her drink and decided to spit it out. "Bobby, I've contacted a Dallas detective, he's going to search for my mother."

"Pammy," Bobby said stunned. "Is this really such a good idea?"

"Bobby, the woman was my mother and I know nothing about her. I would like to change that."

"You're digging into a very old past, Pam. She could be dead."

"Or she could be alive. I don't know, do I? Not unless I investigate for answers."

"Pam – are you sure this is what you want?" Bobby gently asked.

"Why would you even ask that?" Pam asked.

"Well – with losing the baby and everything – I don't know if jumping into something this large is such a good idea."

"Bobby, my need to find my mother has nothing to do with losing the baby."

"How does Cliff feel about all of this, is he going to help you find her?"

"Cliff makes his own decisions, and no, he isn't going to help me find her. But I won't let that stop me."

Bobby took Pam's hand in his. "Honey, sometimes it's best to move on from the past and leave it alone."

"Well I can't do that, Bobby," Pam said firmly. "I can't spend the rest of my life wondering if my mother is dead or alive, or why she left Cliff and me."

"Pam, I don't want to see you hurt…."

"Why do you think that I would be hurt? Is there some big bad secret that I don't know about?"

"Pam, I can't support you putting your life on hold for something that may or may not pan out."

Pam got up from her chair. "I am not asking for your support, I am not asking your permission, I am telling you what I am doing and it is something that you are going to have to deal with."

Bobby stood up and took Pam's hand. "Listen to me."

"Listen to me, Bobby. For the past few years I have supported and stood beside you at Ewing Oil no questions asked – now I am asking you to do the same for me." Pam walked away from a stunned Bobby and hailed a taxi back to Southfork.


The evening moon guided Sue Ellen, J.R., and John Ross on their walk through the Ewing property. Both parents were committed to letting John Ross know that he was still very loved, even with Lizzy around. John Ross rode piggy-back on his daddy's shoulders as Sue Ellen forged ahead, enjoying the evening with her two favorite men.

"I can't wait for my son to ride a horse," J.R. smiled.

"Who's gonna teach him?" Sue Ellen teased. "The last time I saw you ride a horse was two years ago."

"Now Darlin', I may not have ridden in a while but I haven't forgotten how to ride. All of the Ewings can ride."

"Um-hum. If all else fails, I can teach him," Sue Ellen laughed running ahead.

"You're lucky our son is with us, Sue Ellen," J.R. called, chasing after her.

"Faster, faster daddy!" John Ross ordered.

Sue Ellen ducked behind a tree to hide.

"Where's mamma?" John Ross asked.

J.R. gently put John Ross down on the grass. "Let's go find her."

Sue Ellen stifled a laugh as John Ross went right past her without seeing her. Sue Ellen carefully crept out from behind the tree to grab her son. As Sue Ellen got closer she felt two hands come around her waist and she screamed.

"J.R. Ewing!"

J.R. laughed as he held his wife close, kissing her neck. John Ross came running back to both of them. "You gave us quite the scream, Honey."

"You frightened me!" John Ross laughed at his mother, mesmerized by her animated facial expression.

J.R. smiled and took his son's hand. "Why don't we head back to the ranch together?"

Sue Ellen held John Ross' other hand as they headed back to the house. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you used our son against me."

"That hurts, Sue Ellen," J.R. joked, that really hurts.

The family made their way back to the house and greeted Jock and Ellie in the living room.

"Sue Ellen, Carissa put Lizzy to bed about ten minutes ago," Ellie said.

"Thank-you, Miss Ellie."

"Mommy, no bed?" John Ross asked hopefully.

J.R. smiled at his son and hoisted him onto his shoulders. "Sorry, son, you're off to bed right now." J.R. and Sue Ellen headed up the stairs and said goodnight to Ellie and Jock.

Pamela laid sprawled on the bed, furious over her conversation with Bobby. She had expected resistance from Cliff, but not Bobby. Bobby had always stood by her in whatever she did – even if he disagreed with her.

The bedroom door opened and Bobby came into the room.

"Bobby," Pam said as she raised her head.

Bobby sat down on the bed next to his wife. He gestured for her to come close, and Pam rested her head in his lap. Bobby ran his fingers through Pam's shoulder length hair. "We never talked about your mother before."

"There was never anything to say," Pam sighed. "I remember so little over her. She never played a big part in my life. What kind of a woman leaves her children like that – without any explanations? If I had a child…"

"Pammy, you are not your mother," Bobby said gently.

"I know, but I could never shake her leaving me, not once."

Bobby sighed. "I suppose I understand where you are coming from. But I wish you would have confided in me before going to a professional and starting the search."

"I know Bobby, I didn't know I was going to be doing this until a day or so ago, but I feel like I have to do this – for me, for Cliff, for any future children we'll have together."

Bobby gently chuckled. Part of him was happy to see Pam's energy return. "Pam – just promise me you won't let this get too out of hand."

Pam sat up and looked at Bobby. "The man that I've hired is qualified – one of the best in Dallas. I have faith that he'll give me the answers I need…even if it's something that I don't want to hear."

Bobby kissed Pam's mouth. "I love you Pammy.

"I love you too." The evening stars watched over the couple as night sank deeper and deeper.


The next day, Sue Ellen came out of the closet dressed in a light blue flower-print dress, her hair done in tight curls. J.R. gazed at his beautiful wife from his seat in the bathtub, filled to the brim with bubbles. "Don't you look stunning," J.R. admired.

Sue Ellen beamed with pride as she spun around for her husband. "Thank-you Darling. I haven't been this dressed up in a while."

"Well having a newborn does take it out of you. It's a shame you have to waste all of that on your mother and sister," J.R. laughed.

"J.R. Ewing," Sue Ellen chided, "Mamma said she had news for Kristin and I, I haven't seen her lately."

"Haven't seen that scheming sister, either," J.R. added.

"Not since I told her to leave Southfork."

"Why you want to see her again I'll never understand."

"J.R., she's my sister, I want to do what she's been doing outside of Ewing Oil. Besides – it would look peculiar to mamma if I didn't come." Sue Ellen stood near her husband. "And what are you doing tonight, Darling?"

"Daddy wants Bobby and I go to out drinking with him for some male bonding."

Sue Ellen laughed at J.R.

"I'd rather bond with you," J.R. told her, gently holding her hand.

Sue Ellen sat on the edge of the tub, careful to stay dry. "They'll be plenty of time for bonding when I get home," she teased.

"But there really is no time like the present," J.R. teased, gently pulling on her arm.

"J.R. Ewing don't you dare," Sue Ellen warned. "I can't be late tonight."

J.R. gave Sue Ellen a sly smile. "Alright Darlin', can you give me a kiss goodbye before you go?"

Sue Ellen gently leaned down and puckered for J.R. as he pulled her body into the tub. Sue Ellen screamed as she went under as J.R. laughed.

Sue Ellen rose from the water and sighed. "You rat," she scolded. "Look what you did."

J.R. pulled Sue Ellen towards him as he brushed her hair out of her eyes. "Well Darlin', it seems you fell into the tub."

"Ugh," Sue Ellen muttered as she tried to drown her husband under the water. J.R. pulled her down with him. "Told you I'd get you back for that little scene at the pool," he laughed.

"J.R.!" Sue Ellen shouted, trying to hold back her laughter as she splashed him, "I'm a mess." She was about to open her mouth to yell at him again, but he took her mouth in his, silencing her complaints.

"I think you look stunning," J.R. said honestly, running his soapy fingers through her hair.

Sue Ellen lowered herself onto J.R, splaying her soapy hands across J.R.'s face. "What would my mamma say if she saw us now?"

"She'd praise you on your hygiene," J.R. laughed.

"I am going to be late," Sue Ellen said, wrapping her arms around her husband's neck.

"I don't mind if you don't." J.R. pulled Sue Ellen into a passionate kiss.

Sue Ellen gently moaned into J.R.'s mouth. "Well they can't start without me."

J.R. massaged Sue Ellen's back, sending chills through her spine. "I wish I could make love to you."

"I'll make it worth your while," Sue Ellen promised, lingering in the tub as she soaped J.R.'s body.

"Hmm," J.R. held her close. "We could stay like this all night."

"Yes we could." Sue Ellen nuzzled her husband's soapy cheek. Sue Ellen rested her head on J.R.'s chest as he held her close.

"Do you think you could tear yourself away from the tub long enough to help me get dressed?" Sue Ellen asked seductively.

"I thought you were worried about being late for your mamma and sister," J.R. said innocently.

"They can wait," Sue Ellen said as she pulled herself out of the tub as J.R. followed her.

"That's what I like to hear," he chuckled as he undid her dress, possessing her mouth with his.


Sue Ellen stood in front of the door, dressed in a cheery red sundress, back in pristine condition. She rather enjoyed her little detour with her husband – but she felt that any good feelings would be lost when she saw her troublemaking sister. Sue Ellen firmly knocked on the door, determined to keep Kristin from getting the best of her.

Patricia Shepard opened the door and frowned at her daughter. "Where were you Sue Ellen? You're 45 minutes late."

"Something came up with Lizzy," Sue Ellen said quickly.

"I hope everything is alright," Kristin said, wearing a red halter dress.

Sue Ellen glared at her sister's appearance. "Lizzy's fine, she was just a little cranky."

Patricia gestured for her girls to sit down. "Now that you are both here, I can tell you my news. I've been offered an opportunity to travel through France with an old friend of mine in need of a traveling companion."

"France sounds lovely, Mamma," Sue Ellen said. "You've always wanted to go."

"I know; that's why I am taking him up on the offer. Kristin and I have already talked about it, and I'll be closing up the house while I'm gone."

"Really?" Sue Ellen asked, staring at Kristin and her mother. "Kristin, where will you stay?"

"I've found some apartments in downtown Dallas – very reasonable," Kristin said.

"I don't like sending Kristin away, but the house is very big for one person and it makes more sense to close it for the next several months."

"Months, Mamma?" Sue Ellen asked. She knew that she should be used to her mother's lengthy excursions by now, but each time Patricia announced she was going on another cruise or vacation, Sue Ellen cringed.

"I offered Kristin the chance to go with me and she said no."

"I've got a lot here in Dallas," Kristin said staring at her sister. "So much that I plan on finding a place of my own. This works out perfectly for me."

"The only trouble is that Kristin's apartment won't be available for a few weeks."

"Where will you be staying?" Sue Ellen asked.

"I have some old friends that are letting me stay with them," Kristin said nonchalantly.

A ding from the kitchen summoned Patricia to check on her dinner, leaving the Shepard sisters alone. Sue Ellen sent Kristin a cool stare. "What do you expect to find in Dallas?"

Kristin coyly crossed one leg over the other. "Is that really any of your business?"

"When you are dealing with my family – it is my business."

"I don't know why you're so worried – unless of course, things aren't going well for you and J.R."

"Things with J.R. and I are fine," Sue Ellen said tersely. "And I stand by my warning."

Kristin sent her sister an evil stare. "You don't frighten me, Sue Ellen."

"I don't want to frighten you, Kristin, but I won't have you causing trouble for my family," Sue Ellen said sternly.

Kristin opened her mouth to speak but Patricia returned to the room. "Hope you are hungry for dessert."

"Starving," Sue Ellen said confidently, giving her sister a final look. Her sister was one of the most complex people she had ever met. She's sweet until you know her, or have something she wants, Sue Ellen thought silently. She wanted to know what her sister was up to, as a way to stay one step ahead of her. Her husband had taught her the importance of keeping foes close, to keep tabs on them. An idea flashed through her mind. "Kristin, how would you like to stay at Southfork until the apartment is ready?" she asked with a confident grin.

Kristin opened her mouth wide. That look alone is worth it, Sue Ellen thought, pleased to have the upper hand.

"Stay at Southfork?" Kristin asked.

"That's a wonderful idea," Patricia smiled. "You loved your last visit, Kristin."

"You had a wonderful time didn't you?" Sue Ellen silently taunted.

"Yes I did," Kristin said evenly, trying to mask her confusion. "Are you sure that no one would mind me staying?" she asked semi-sweetly, making a sharp dig at J.R

Sue Ellen recognized the comment. "Why would anyone mind – we all had so much fun last time. I'm sure Jock and Ellie would love having you around."

"Then it's settled," Patricia said with glee. "Kristin will be at Southfork."

Yes she will, Sue Ellen thought to herself. She'll be at my territory, living under my watchful eye.

Patricia raised a glass to the newfound plans, and Sue Ellen and Kristin followed, both looking at one another. Kristin eyed Sue Ellen's smile, stunned that her sister had unwillingly helped her in her plan to get back everything she ever wanted. I don't know what she's has in mind – but a trip to Southfork is exactly what I need.


Sue Ellen Ewing pulled on her red teddy and anxiously waited for J.R. to return home from his evening with Jock and Bobby. She knew he wasn't going to take Kristin's stay at Southfork lightly.

She stood by the balcony, the fall, evening air hitting her face. When the door creaked open she turned and smiled, sauntering over to her husband.

"J.R.," Sue Ellen said in a lilting voice as she wrapped her arms around her husband, kissing his mouth.

J.R. relished Sue Ellen and inhaled the scent of her hair as he held her close. "Umm…" He was somewhat tired from his boys night with his father and brother, but Sue Ellen slowly woke him up.

"Rough night," she asked gently as she removed his coat, slowly maneuvering his tie.

"It's good to be back," J.R. said with a grin. "I drank Bobby and daddy under the table. Nobody drinks quite like me," he laughed.

"That isn't necessarily something to be proud of," Sue Ellen gently chided.

J.R. took off his boats, realizing the meaning of his little joke to Sue Ellen, who was trying to stay sober every day. "You're right, Darlin', I'm sorry."

Sue Ellen smiled and touched J.R.'s chin, attempting to set the mood for Kristin's imminent homecoming. "Why don't you stop apologizing and come to bed."

J.R. beamed at Sue Ellen's suggestion and quickly slipped into his pajamas. "I take it that your meeting with your mamma and Kristin went well?"

"Well that's what I wanted to talk to you about," Sue Ellen cooed, snuggling up to J.R.

"I'm all ears," he said, kissing her forehead.

"Mamma's going on another one of her vacations…"

"Um-hum," J.R. said, nibbling on Sue Ellen's ear.

"And," Sue Ellen said nervously, beginning to lose her cool as J.R. tempted her, "Kristin was looking for a temporary place to stay."

"Hmm," J.R. murmured, still not listening to his wife as he nuzzled her neck.

"I want to know what she's up to, she's plotting something, and she's my sister who needs a place to stay so… she'll be staying at Southfork for a few weeks."

J.R. quickly stopped what he was doing and glared at his wife. "You told her she could stay here?"

Sue Ellen sensed J.R.'s frustration. "Darling, please don't be mad."

"Mad? You invite a woman – who hasn't given us a moment's peace since she got here – to stay at Southfork. My home!"

Sue Ellen shifted away. "J.R. – please let me explain…"

"No Sue Ellen, I don't want her here!" J.R. began to raise his voice.

"The family is going to hear you," Sue Ellen said softly, near tears.

"I don't care!" J.R. shouted as he moved to the bathroom, slamming the door.

Sue Ellen sat up in bed, the covers protecting her body from shivers. She silently got up and went to the bedroom closet – the top shelf – where she had once kept some of her most intimate secrets. Sue Ellen reached for a shoe box and opened the lid, revealing a crystal flask, filled with vodka. Sue Ellen lifted the bottle to her chest, the cool crystal a stark contrast to her warm body. J.R. will never know how many hidden drinks I had in this very bedroom – when he was away with his women, or his work, anywhere but with me. Sue Ellen traced the rim of the lid. One sip erased one memory – one nightmare. A tear rolled down Sue Ellen's cheek and onto the liquor. It was so easy then…

Sue Ellen was wrapped in her own thoughts, and didn't see her husband staring at her from the slightly opened door, blown away by the fact that his wife had stooped to keep liquor protected in the bedroom for her disposal. He knew the container had to be old – she hadn't had a drink in over a year, but it frightened him to the core. He had doubted in the past the validity of her sobriety – for years he had teased as a perpetual drunk and unfit mother. Yet her pregnancy put his drinking concerns temporarily to rest – he knew that she wouldn't risk the health of their second child in the way she had John Ross'. But she wasn't with child anymore. J.R. held his breath as Sue Ellen carefully placed the container in the shoe box. She spun around – coming face to face with her husband.

J.R. got back into the bed, gently beckoning for Sue Ellen to join him. "She can stay," he said softly, "If it's what you want."

Sue Ellen timidly crawled into bed, keeping a small distance from her husband. "I know that I should have told you first – but it came out in the moment."

J.R. reached out and touched her shoulder. He had no idea how fragile his wife could be. The woman who commandeered the floor at social gatherings, drawing everything from praise to envy wherever she went – had her moments of weakness. J.R. couldn't bear the thought of being the reason for Sue Ellen's return to the bottle. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you." He pulled her closer to him, attempting to protect her from her demons. "I love you more than anything in the world – I hope you know that," he huskily whispered, laying the truth on the line for his wife.

"I love you too," Sue Ellen murmured sleepily as she rested the side of her body against J.R., snuggling a little bit closer. "Right now I feel like that's all that matters."

J.R. nodded and gently kissed his beloved's cheek, vowing to take special care of his wife.


The morning of Kristin's move in was a cold and chilly day with overcast clouds. Sue Ellen and J.R. tried to keep the bad weather from affecting the day, mimicking Jock and Ellie's joy over another visitor to Southfork. The Ewing patriarch and matriarch enjoyed Kristin's company very much. When their own children were away, living their own lives, Kristin was around as a pleasant diversion.

The Ewing who was openly dissatisfied with Kristin's stay was Lucy, who asked why they couldn't just put her in a hotel until her apartment was ready.

Ellie hushed Lucy's remarks, telling her to be polite to her aunt's sister. Lucy mumbled a reply, thankful that she at least didn't have to share a room with the interloper.

Pam had been in busy contact with Mr. Mackey, who thus far hadn't found anything important about her mother. He reminded her that a search could be a long and complicated 

process – and that she hadn't given him very much to go on. Pam knew to be patient though it wasn't easy with the prospect of finding her birth mother looming closure.

Bobby had been working overtime at Ewing Oil alongside Jock, enjoying getting his feet wet with the business. His father was right in telling him that the best experience was hands on – getting your feet wet, which he was definitely doing, alongside some of Dallas' finest oilmen.

J.R. kept his hold in the company, coming into the office in the mornings. Kristin had proved to be a very competent secretary, and J.R. found her tolerable at the office, minimizing their interaction as best he could. Kristin was organized, thorough, and prompt, qualities that Jock loved; she only endeared herself more to him. That was something that J.R. didn't particularly enjoy – it made her stay seem more permanent, but J.R. had made it clear that no matter how qualified she was for the job – she was temporary.

A yellow taxi cab, filled with assorted luggage arrived in the Southfork driveway. The Ewing hired hands rushed to help Kristin with her bags. With a wave of her hand, Kristin set foot on Southfork.

"Kristin," Ellie was the first to greet her and pulled her into a hug. "Jock and I are so happy that you'll be staying with us."

"I'm glad." Kristin eyed Sue Ellen and J.R. by the patio. "Have you come to welcome me?" she asked.

"Of course," Sue Ellen said, pulling her sister in a hug. "You are going to love your stay at Southfork." J.R. said nothing, his arm wrapped around Sue Ellen's waist.

"J.R. – I'm surprised you aren't sick of me already," Kristin commented. "Between the offices and my stay at Southfork – we'll be spending more and more time together."

J.R. shot Sue Ellen a smile as he turned to the youngest Shepard. "Now Kristin, when have I ever complained about your company?" J.R. teased.

Kristin smiled her angelically owned smile. "I just hope you still feel that way in a couple more days."

Bobby Ewing came out the front porch. "I thought I heard a familiar voice," he smiled, coming towards Kristin.

Kristin smiled a genuine smile when Bobby pulled her into a friendly embrace. He was part of her desire to be at Southfork – to be closer to him. She was confident in her abilities to win him over; she had done it dozens of times with other men, why would Bobby be different?

"Hi Bobby," Kristin said, wrapping her arms around his neck. Their greeting was not unnoticed by Lucy, who spied from the pillar. She knew that Bobby meant nothing by his friendly gesture, friendliness was his nature, but she was convinced that Kristin wanted something more. Just like she did three years ago, Lucy laughed, and she got nowhere.

Bobby called for Pam to join the family outside and everyone gathered around Kristin. Jock put his arm around her, telling the family how happy he was to have another member of the family. Sue Ellen sent J.R. a nervous look when Jock referred to Kristin as family, but he gently squeezed her hand, telling her not to worry.

Teresa came out to the patio and softly cleared her throat. "Miss Pamela, there's a phone call for you."

"Is it important?" Pamela asked, standing next to Bobby.

"It was a gentleman calling from a detective agency," Teresa responded calmly.

Bobby cast Pam a slightly annoyed look at the mention of Detective Mackey. Pam quietly apologized to the family as she went to take the call

"Why does Pamela need a detective?" Kristin asked.

"She's looking for her mother," Bobby said somberly, with a touch of regret. On the outside, he accepted Pam's decision, knowing that only she was capable of deciding whether or not to pursue her mother, but that didn't mean that Bobby had to like it.

"How interesting," Kristin said softly, thinking that Pam's preoccupation would make her play for Bobby easier.

Pam stood by the window, cradling the phone. "Mr. Mackey, do you have any news on my mother?"

"I believe I've found her, Mrs. Ewing."

Pamela almost dropped the phone. "Found her?"

"A woman that fits her description. I've asked around about her, dug up some clues from her past – she's been a very busy woman, Rebecca Burke."

"Barnes," Pamela said softly.

"She changed her name from Barnes to Burke to keep from being found."

"Burke?" Pam said softly.

"Yes ma'am, she's been living in Houston."

"My mamma's in Houston?"

"I'm certain of it; I wouldn't be calling you if there was any doubt."

"I'd like to come down there," Pam said finally. "Just to talk to you about her."

"Of course, Mrs. Ewing. I'll stay here, awaiting your orders."

"Does she know that you've been following her?"

"No ma'am. I work undercover, she has no idea her daughter is looking for her."

Daughter, Pam thought softly, she doesn't even know that I'm alive. "Mr. Mackey, I can come down in the next day or so."

"Yes, ma'am, you have my number."

"Thank-you so much for everything that you've done."

"It wasn't a problem, Mrs. Ewing; you have a nice day now."

Pam hung up the phone and looked at her family out the window. She wanted to tell Bobby that her mother had been found, that she was alive in Texas. But she wanted to tell Cliff before anyone else, he had a right to know first.

"Hi, Honey," Bobby said, leading the family in the house. "What did Detective Mackey want?"

"Oh, just a progress report on the search," Pam said nonchalantly. She hated lying to Bobby, but she couldn't tell him that she was leaving for Houston yet.

"Did he find anything?" Kristin asked curiously.
"I'm afraid not, Kristin," Pam said. "But Mr. Mackey is convinced that he'll find her."

"If she's alive," J.R. added.

"She's alive," Pam said strongly. "I know she is."

J.R. glared at Pam. The family was silent, not knowing what else to say.

"Who wants a drink?" Miss Ellie said, putting her arm around Kristin and Bobby, easing the tension. The family dutifully followed Miss Ellie.


Shouts of joy came from the Ewing dining room as Jock regaled the family with another one of his famous wildcatting stories.

"I had never seen a hit so big," Jock said proudly. "Damn near saved Ewing Oil.

Bobby and J.R. laughed along, they had heard the story dozens of times. Sue Ellen slowly sipped her water, pleased to see her husband in such a jovial mood.

"Dessert is ready Mrs. Ewing," Teresa called from the kitchen.

"Bring it in, Teresa," Miss Ellie said with a nod. "Perhaps we can get Jock to take a break long enough to eat a slice of chocolate cake."

"Now Miss Ellie, I thought you liked listening to me talk," Jock pouted. The table laughed along.

"Jock you know I love hearing you talk about your glory days, but this evening was supposed to be about Kristin," Miss Ellie rationalized, looking in Kristin's direction. The young Shepard raised her head. "Me? Miss Ellie and Jock taking me in was more than enough, there's no need to make a big production out of it."

"Kristin don't be silly. We're all excited about having you here, aren't we?" Ellie looked around the table, gauging responses.

"Sure," Lucy muttered in a monotone, undetected by the rest of the family.

"Miss Ellie's right," Sue Ellen cut in, fixing her sister with a look. "We're all looking forward to having you stay."

Kristin eyed her sister carefully, knowing that she wasn't going to back down. "I hope you remember that feeling later," she said quietly.

As the family sampled their dessert, Pamela stood up from the table. She gently kissed Bobby's cheek. "I'm going to see Cliff tonight."

Sue Ellen and Lucy perked up at Cliff's name.

Bobby seemed disappointed that she was leaving. "Is there any special reason?

"I haven't seen him in a few days; I want to make sure he's taking care of himself. I'll be home early," she promised, waving to the family.

Kristin set her eyes on Bobby as the family excused themselves from the table. Bobby took Kristin's arm. "Can I interest you in a game of backgammon?"

"I'd love to," Kristin beamed, knowing that her female charm still worked. Sue Ellen, J.R., and Lucy watched as Bobby and Kristin walked off to the game room.

"She certainly has made herself at home," Lucy smirked as she walked up the stairs.

Sue Ellen took her husband's arm. "What do you suppose that she's up to?"

J.R. studied his wife. "I don't rightly know, and I don't care." He placed his arms on her shoulders. "All I care about is you," he whispered as he kissed Sue Ellen's neck."

Sue Ellen sighed as she and J.R. moved to the couch.


Pam impatiently knocked on Cliff's apartment door. Come on I know you're home, she thought to herself as she tapped her foot. She needed to talk to someone about the conversation that she had with the detective. And even though she knew that Cliff wouldn't be responsive to quest, he had a right to know. Pamela raised her right fist to bang on the door when Cliff quickly flung it open.

"Took you long enough," Pam replied with a small laugh, moving her way past Cliff.

"Come on in," Cliff gestured, but Pam was already in the living room. "What brings you by here so late?"

"It's not that late. Did you have plans tonight? A date that I don't know about?"

Cliff raised his hands. "Pammy, when did I start telling you about my relationships?

"You haven't had any to tell," Pam said with a smirk as she glided her finger over a coffee table, revealing dust. "When was the last time you cleaned your apartment?"

"You know the answer to that," Cliff responded, somewhat agitated. "Did you come here to comment on my cleaning?"

Pam folded her hands together. "Actually I came here to tell you about a conversation I had with Detective Mackey."

Cliff groaned. "You still paying money to that quack?"

Pam pursed her lips together. "That quack found our mother!"

Cliff froze in his tracks. "She's alive?"

"Detective Mackey is sure of it. She's residing in Houston."

"So she's been alive this whole time and never bothered to get in contact with us once?"

"She may not know we're alive, or where we're living."

"We haven't left Pam," Cliff said aggravated. "She did, she left us."

"And I found her."

There was a silence between the brother and sister. "What are you going to do?" Cliff asked finally.

"I'm going to Houston to meet Detective Mackey and go see mamma in person."

"You can't do that Pammy. This woman clearly does not want us in her life."

"You don't know that," Pam insisted.

"I do know that it has been twenty years and she hasn't even bothered to ask about us. She made her decision when she left you, me, and Digger."

Pam pressed her palm against her forehead. "Cliff, I've told you why I need to do this."

"Then why did you come here?" he asked.

Pam took a step forward and grasped her brother's hand. "To see if you wanted to come with me – to Houston."

"And see the woman that abandoned us? She died twenty years ago for me."

"Cliff," Pam said softly, "I need someone to go with me."

"Ask Bobby."

"He doesn't understand – not really."

"Well I don't either," Cliff said simply. "I can't stop you from going to see her, but I don't have to take a part in it."

"No you don't." Tears began to form in her eyes. "I just thought that you wanted to have a second chance with her."

"Some things are better left alone," Cliff said gently, massaging her hand. "I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Cliff, I'm hurt now. I never knew the woman that gave birth to me. If I stay here and don't look for her, I'll regret it. If I go find her, it may be a disappointment, but I won't be able to say that I didn't try. I need to do try."

"I hope you find what you're looking for," Cliff said.

"I'll see you in a few days then," Pam said softly.

"How will you break it to Bobby?"

"That's my problem, isn't it?" Pam said stoically as Cliff pulled her into a hug.

"I love you sis."

"I love you too," Pam said as she turned to leave. "Maybe you could clean the place while I'm gone."

Cliff laughed. "If I were rich like the Ewings, I would have hired help to do it for me."

"You are hopeless," Pam smiled as she left.


Kristin carefully stepped out of the shower stall of her new guest bedroom. Reaching for a red towel, she quickly covered her body and examined her surroundings. She had never seen such finery when living with her mother and sister in the small house. The wallpaper sparkled, the furniture gleamed, and the carpet was soft beneath her feet. Kristin sat on the bed and pulled down the duvet, revealing beautiful silken sheets. She let out a soft sigh. This is the life that mamma said Sue Ellen and I were cut out for, a life of decadence and grandeur. Kristin recalled an early conversation that she shared with Sue Ellen after John Ross was born, during her first stay at Southfork. Sue Ellen had seemed oblivious to the finer things that the Ewing lifestyle provided – she had been bitter, jaded, and indifferent. Kristin still couldn't understand what her sister was getting at with her speech about being careful when abiding her mother's wishes about wealthy men. Kristin touched the silver knob of the bureau. Sue Ellen may not be cut out for this lifestyle, but I am.

Kristin stealthily walked over to the doorway and rested against the frame. She eyed J.R. and Sue Ellen's bedroom across the hall. Out of all the times J.R. and I have been together, we've never done it at Southfork. The bedroom opened and J.R. walked out. Yet, Kristin thought with a laugh as she sauntered over to J.R.

"Good evening," she purred.

J.R. glared at his sister-in-law. "Aren't you a little underdressed?" he questioned, ordering her to change.

"I was hot, I just got out of the shower," Kristin shrugged as she touched J.R.'s shoulder. "You should have been ther

"And lose my supper," J.R. laughed.

Kristin frowned. "How long do you think we'll be able to along like this, dancing around what we once were?"

"It's all in the past," J.R. said simply. "And you are one part of my past that I do not intend on repeating."

Kristin began to circle J.R. "Never say never, J.R. You were the one that taught me that – among others things," she whispered.

J.R pushed Kristin away. "Get back to your bedroom."
"Or what?" Kristin asked defiantly. "I told you before; I hold all of the cards in this relationship." Kristin raised her hand to her chin. "You know, there are some members of this family that don't know about our little relationship."

"You wouldn't say a word," J.R. sneered.

"Oh?"

"You would lose everything and would be thrown off Southfork for good."

"I can image a similar result for you. How would you like to lose your son and daughter?"

J.R. grabbed, Kristin's arm and dragged her back to her bedroom, slamming the door. "If you ever want to stay in Dallas than you will think twice about threatening me!" He shoved her onto the bed and stormed out the door, leaving a furious Kristin behind him. She grabbed at her arm and scowled. "You haven't heard the last of me, J.R. The game is just beginning, and I'm not leaving until I have what I want."

J.R. slammed the bedroom door, disturbing Sue Ellen who was sitting at her vanity. She had heard J.R. and Kristin talking in the hallway, but couldn't make out the words.

"Are you alright J.R.?" Sue Ellen asked as she sat next to her husband on the bed.

"I'm fine," J.R. muttered. "Tell me again why Kristin is staying with us?"

"I want to keep an eye on her," Sue Ellen said, massaging her husband's shoulders. "I don't anticipate her staying much longer in Dallas, do you?"

"No I don't," J.R. laughed, touching Sue Ellen's arm. The couple toppled onto the bed.


Kristin covered a pillow over her ears. The sounds from across the hall were nauseating to her. Getting out of the bed, she crept down the stairs and to the kitchen, finding Bobby nursing a glass of milk.

"Kristin I didn't think anyone else would be up," Bobby said, pulling out a chair for her to sit.

"First night in a strange house – I can't sleep," Kristin covered quickly.

Bobby laughed. "I can't believe you find Southfork to be strange after all of your visits here."

"My last stay here was two years ago. It feels like it was forever ago."

"I know the feeling," Bobby said. Two years ago Pamela had suffered her second miscarriage.

"So why are you up?" Kristin asked, thumbing the woodwork of the table.

"No real reason," Bobby said. "I suppose I'm wound up from work."

"Did Pam come home?"

"She went straight to sleep."

"How are things for you at Ewing Oil? I don't see enough of you when I'm at the office."

Bobby laughed. "J.R. likes to keep his girls busy."

In more ways than one, Kristin wanted to add. "At least I'm earning my paycheck. I wonder how long it will last. J.R. keeps talking about replacing me with a professional secretary."

Bobby rested his hand on his chin. "You know Kristin, Connie is going to be taking a leave of absence with her maternity leave coming up, is there a chance that I could steal you from J.R.?"

"Really?" Kristin asked brightly. "Bobby that would be wonderful."

Bobby smiled. "I have to warn you though – J.R. and I have different methods of cutting a deal."

"I'm adaptable."

Bobby stood up to go. "So when J.R. finds another secretary, we'll make the switch." He extended his hand to seal the deal.

"It's a deal," Kristin affirmed. "Though if you don't mind keeping this secret from J.R. until he finds someone new I'd appreciate it. I don't want him to think I'm not devoted to working for him."

"My lips are sealed," Bobby said as he got up to leave.

We'll see if they stay that way, Kristin thought with a devilish grin, imaging a steamy run-in with an unsuspecting Bobby.


Ellie sat the kitchen table with the morning paper, eying the headlines as she monitored Teresa's routine of preparing breakfast for the family. Kristin and Lucy were the first ones down that morning, each giving the other a cold stare as they entered the kitchen.

Ellie was oblivious to the scene and bade both girls good-morning.

"Good morning Miss Ellie," Kristin said, reaching for the pitcher of orange juice.

"How did you sleep, Kristin?" Miss Ellie asked.

"Very well thank-you," she replied sweetly as Teresa came in with breakfast.

"Will the family be joining you?" Teresa asked Miss Ellie.

"I saw Bobby head to the office early today," Lucy said, buttering her toast.

"I swear, that son of my goes there earlier and earlier each day," Miss Ellie commented. "He told me he wasn't cut out to be an executive – but he's more adept than he thinks."

Pamela came down the stairs as Miss Ellie finished her sentence. "Singing my husband's praises?" she teased, taking a seat next to Kristin.

Kristin smiled to herself at talk of Bobby, not noticing Lucy's raised eyebrow.

"Lucy, what are your plans for the day," Ellie asked.

"I'm spending the afternoon with Jimmy," Lucy said, smirking at Kristin. She hadn't forgotten the obvious play that Sue Ellen's dear sister had made for her boyfriend.

"Give him my regards," Pamela said.

"You remember Jimmy don't you, Kristin?" Lucy taunted.

Kristin folded her hands on the table. "Vaguely," she replied, eying Lucy.

"I tell you, having someone special to share everything with makes each day worthwhile." Lucy headed towards the door, smiling at Kristin's frown. "Oh but don't worry – I'm sure you'll find someone eventually," she said, oozing sweetness as she walked out.

Kristin sighed, glaring at the door.

"What are your plans today, Kristin?" Pam asked.

"I honestly don't know. It's the weekend and J.R. isn't expecting me at the office."

Pam stood up. "How would you like to go horseback riding with me?"

"Horseback riding?" Kristin asked skeptically. She had only ridden a few times, and had nearly forgotten how it felt.

"I usually go with Bobby, but he's working, and it's always better riding with someone else," Pam insisted.

Ellie smiled. "Kristin, if you are going to be staying here with us, you may as well get used to Ewing life."

Pam and Kristin waved at Miss Ellie as they headed off to saddle their horses.

Sue Ellen fed Lizzy in the rocking chair in the nursery as J.R. popped into the room.

"How is she?"

"She's fine," Sue Ellen said, placing the baby back in the crib. "I'm going to see Dr. Morgan today – my six week checkup."

J.R. rested a hand on Sue Ellen's shoulder. "I still can't believe it's been six weeks since we had Lizzy."

"Does it feel longer?" Sue Ellen teased, tugging at J.R.'s collar.

"You know what I mean," J.R. said with a straight face.

Sue Ellen kissed her husband' cheek as she stood by the doorframe. "I've enjoyed this just as much as you have."

J.R. pulled at Sue Ellen's arm as she left. "I forgot to tell you earlier, but there's a business dinner that we'll be attending tonight, with members of the cartel."

"Sure," Sue Ellen nodded. "Just let me know when to be ready."

"Will do," J.R. smiled, confident that the plan was set in motion for an anniversary that his wife would not forget.


"I never got the chance to ride before I married Bobby," Pam began as she trotted off with Kristin. "Imagine, being an adult in Texas and never riding a horse."

"I was never one for riding either," Kristin said. "Sue Ellen said she learned how to ride on the ranch."

"Now she's one of the best riders in Texas," Pam said confidently. "She always wins the women's barrel race at the Ewing barbeque."

Kristin suppressed a frown at praise for her sister. "Pamela, may I ask you something?"

"Sure," Pam smiled, unsuspecting of Kristin's motives. The two made it to the Southfork lake and took another path.

"That detective that you were talking to, earlier, what were you talking to him about?"

Pam took a breath and moved on. "I suppose Sue Ellen's told you about Detective Mackey."

"She didn't go into details," Kristin said.

Pam eyed Kristin. The only person who knew about her leaving was Cliff, and he didn't take it very well. She was still looking for the right time to tell Bobby. Maybe getting a second opinion won't hurt. "He was looking for my mamma, she left my brother and I when we were very little."

Kristin smiled to herself as Pam continued her tale.

"Well, a few weeks ago, I decided to do something about it. I solicited the service of a detective and as it turns out," Pam paused for dramatic effect, "she's been living in Houston."

Kristin's eyes widened. "Are you going to see her?" she asked with great interest.

"I want to," Pamela said. "The trouble is – I don't know how to tell Bobby. He isn't very supportive of my search."

"Why does he even have to know the truth?" Kristin asked with a devious grin. "Why not tell Bobby that you are going away for a few days to work for The Store," she grinned craftily, darting ahead on her horse.

"Kristin!" Pamela called after her, struggling to keep up. "I don't want to lie to Bobby."

Kristin stopped by a clearing. "I know that, but wouldn't it be easier for you both if he didn't know that you were looking for your mother?"

Pamela pursed her lips together in thought as Kristin continued.

"It's only a few days; you'll be back before he knows it, and who is going to tell him?" Kristin asked with a wide smile, betraying her thoughts.

Pam sighed softly. "Bobby deserves the truth."

"But what if the truth ends up causing more problems for you?" Kristin added. "It's not like your mother would be coming to Dallas. And if you do find her and want to tell Bobby later, you can buy some time."

Pam seemed unconvinced.

"When are you leaving?" Kristin asked.

"At the end of the week. Bobby's been so busy at the company; I haven't really had a chance to tell him."

"Then it's perfect," Kristin beamed. "Tell him you're working and then you can just focus on finding your mother." Kristin smiled her best grin to cinch her argument and get Pamela off Southfork for the weekend and Bobby free for her.

"It's only a weekend or so," Pam said as she started riding again. "I really enjoyed our talk."

Kristin hung back, watching Pam go off through Southfork property. "So did I, Pam, so did I."


Sue Ellen sat comfortably in Dr. Kendra Morgan's office chair. Her examination was complete and the results were promising.

"Sorry for the wait," Kendra said as she came back into the room. "Everything looks excellent, Sue Ellen."

"So J.R. and I can…" Sue Ellen asked timidly.

"Have at it," Kendra laughed.

Sue Ellen smiled at the good news that she had been waiting for.

"I'm glad to see that Lizzy is doing so well," Kendra said. "She's very healthy. You both are." Kendra took a seat opposite Sue Ellen. "So how have you been, Sue Ellen?" Kendra asked softly, not wanting to force the subject. She normally steered clear of patient affairs, but after what happened between her and J.R., her curiosity was peaked.

"I've been fine," Sue Ellen said honestly. "I haven't had a baby in a long time; I lost out on so much with John Ross. Things with Lizzy are different, she's my second chance." Sue Ellen tucked a curl behind her ear. "And J.R.'s been wonderful, he's so proud to be a father again."

Kendra smiled.

"Dr. Morgan –"

"Kendra," the doctor cut in.

"Kendra," Sue Ellen smiled. "J.R. and I have grown closer than we've ever been, it's a wonderful feeling. I just wish it hadn't taken this long to get there."

"I'm very happy for you both." Kendra stood up. "It's been a pleasure getting to know you and J.R., Sue Ellen. I just wish there were more fathers that attended as many prenatal appointments as he did. You are very lucky."

"Maybe I am," Sue Ellen smiled as she left the office.


Pamela sat Bobby down on the porch as she explained her sudden leave of absence. "Liz needs me to talk to buyers for the winter line; I need to go in person."

"Can't she send someone else?" Bobby questioned.

"Bobby, Liz put me in charge of purchasing, I can't let her down."

"I know." Bobby took her hand in his. "That's why I love you; you always do the right thing."

Pam blushed, lowering her head. She hated lying to Bobby, it only caused trouble for them in the past, but there was very little chance of him finding out the true reason for her trip.

"You're leaving tonight?" Bobby asked.

"I have a morning flight; I don't want to miss it."

"Then we'll just make the most of tonight won't we," Bobby confirmed, leading Pam into the house. They were both oblivious to Kristin's prying eyes from behind a curtain.


"J.R., where are the other cartel members?" Sue Ellen questioned as J.R. guided her through a crowded lobby of the Hyatt Regency.

"Well, Darlin', there is no meeting tonight," J.R. said simply, room key in his pocket.

Sue Ellen sent J.R. a puzzled look as he pulled her into a glass elevator. "J.R…"

The elevator dinged and opened as J.R. took Sue Ellen's hand and walked down the end of the hall, standing in front of a cherry oak door. He picked her up in his arms and inserted the key into the hole, revealing an expansive two room suite with a full bath. "Happy eleven years, Darlin'," he said as he gently placed her on the bed.

Sue Ellen sat up, wide-eyed. "You had all of this planned?"

J.R. popped into the other room, retrieving two overnight bags. "We didn't get to celebrate our anniversary, with you being pregnant and all, so I thought we could take this weekend for us." He knelt down next to the bed. "Provided the postnatal checkup went well of course."

"Lucky for you it did," Sue Ellen teased, taking his hands in hers.

"Um hum," J.R. muttered as he took a seat next to Sue Ellen, dialing the phone for room service.


As Pamela hastily packed in her bedroom, Kristin eyed Bobby sipping a bourbon on the front porch. Checking herself in the mirror, holding a vodka tonic in her hand, Kristin stepped into the moonlit night.

"Kristin," Bobby said rising to greet her, pulling out a chair.

"Good evening, Bobby," Kristin smiled.

"How was your day today?"

"J.R. and Jock kept me busy with files most of the afternoon, and then I helped Miss Ellie with another party that she's planning."

Bobby smiled. "You do seem to enjoy life at Southfork."

"I really do," Kristin said earnestly. "Sue Ellen doesn't know how lucky she has it here, with a wonderful family."

"You'll find someone of your own," Bobby promised her, nodding his head. "A girl like you is too good to lose."

Kristin beamed at Bobby's earnest compliment. "You really think so, Bobby?"

Bobby looked at his partner. "I know so."

Kristin thumbed the drink glass and raised her eyes to the second story window, where Pam was seen packing. "Pam really is lucky to have someone like you."

Bobby viewed Pam. "She is an amazing woman."

Kristin turned toward Bobby, one knee crossed over the other. "I can't believe how calm you are with her leaving for Houston and everything."

Bobby laughed jovially. "Pam's gone out of town plenty of times for work."

"But when she told you that she found her mother in Houston and was going to find her – you're being very supportive." Kristin laid out a fine-toned faux smile of compassion sincere enough to convince the toughest critic.

Bobby's mouth opened wide at Kristin's planned realization. Glaring up at his wife Bobby rose from his seat and pulled Kristin with him. "She's what?"

Kristin faked a look of surprise. "She's going to Houston to find her mother," Kristin said simply as Bobby looked at her with shock. "You mean she didn't tell you?" Kristin asked, with mock surprise.

"No she didn't," Bobby said quietly.

Kristin continued telling Bobby the details. "Detective Mackey found her mother; she is going to find her." Bobby loosened his grip and Kristin bit her tongue to keep from foiling her plan. "I feel awful about talking about this Bobby – I really thought you knew."

"It's not your fault," Bobby assured her, his cheeks growing red with rage. "How could she do this without telling me? We promised to be honest with one another."

"Maybe she was trying to protect you," Kristin reasoned with wide eyes, taking Bobby's hand.

"Protect me from what!" Bobby shouted. "She never told me about this because she knows it's a bad idea." Bobby looked down at Kristin, instantly guilty for blowing up at her. "I am so sorry for yelling at you, Honey."

"It's alright," Kristin said softly as she began to rub Bobby's shoulders, easing his tension. "I'd be upset too."

Bobby sighed under Kristin's firm hands, not noticing Kristin's ever-growing smirk. "I'm sure that Pam loves you very much."

"Sometimes I wonder if love is enough," Bobby scoffed, rolling his neck. "Pam needs to understand that we work as a team, she can't keep secrets from me anymore." Kristin remained silent as Bobby spoke. One of J.R.'s classic lessons was that silence was one of the best ways to get answers. "Did you know that she never even bothered to tell me that she was pregnant after our first miscarriage? She found out she was pregnant from a doctor in Dallas, and that she carried a genetic disorder, neurofibromatosis, and she was concerned about passing it onto a child."

"I am so sorry Bobby," Kristin said, her long fingers digging into the back of his chest. "You should be so happy."

"I thought we were. We were going to adopt a child and start a family on our own, but that fell through."

Kristin rested her fingers on Bobby's neck. "Things will get better," she promised him.

Bobby rested his hand on Kristin's, standing up. "I know they will. But right now, I need to talk to my wife." Bobby solemnly walked into the house, Kristin sipping her drink, sending a silent toast to the object of her affections. I'll get you Bobby Ewing; I'll make you see the light.


Sue Ellen timidly came out of the hotel bathroom dressed in a red teddy, spying her husband by the hotel balcony. Donning a matching robe, Sue Ellen joined him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Have I thanked you for tonight?" she seductively whispered.

J.R. turned around and held his wife close. "Hmm, you thanked me when we got here, and during dinner, and after dinner," he lifted Sue Ellen off the floor. "But I'd love to hear it again," he smiled as he carried her to the bed. He gently removed her robe as Sue Ellen started on J.R.'s tie, tossing it aside. J.R. lowered the straps of Sue Ellen's dress as Sue Ellen unbuttoned J.R.'s shirt.

Sue Ellen lowered her head on the pillow and let out a soft sigh. Tears began to form in her eyes as she gazed at her husband.

"What's wrong?" J.R. asked gently, massaging her shoulders. "Are you having second thoughts?"

Sue Ellen looked up at her husband and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm just, just –."

J.R. smiled tracing his finger over Sue Ellen's chin. "We can wait until you're ready," J.R. whispered, brushing at her tears. He kissed her forehead. "I'm not in a hurry."

"It's not that," Sue Ellen said softly as she met her husband's gaze. "Do you remember how I felt when we came back from the hospital, how I felt about myself?"

J.R. propped his elbow on the bed. "Do you still doubt the way I feel about you?"

Sue Ellen sat up in the bed. "I don't want to disappoint you."

"You won't," J.R. promised. "I've never wanted anyone more than you."

That was all Sue Ellen needed to hear as she melted in J.R.'s arms. He carefully turned out the light and slowly made love to his wife.


Pam latched down her suitcase, surprised to see Bobby standing in the doorway. "This was the best flight I could get," Pam said. "I'm leaving in a couple hours."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Bobby questioned, hands on his hips.

Pam looked up at Bobby quizzically. "Tell you what?"

"That your mother is still alive, Pam. You're going to see your mother." Pam was silent, tightlipped as she wondered how Bobby could have found out the truth. He had never met Detective Mackey, and the only people who knew about her trip were Cliff and Kristin.

"There was no business with The Store," Bobby continued, becoming more agitated. "Does Liz even know that you're leaving?"

"Bobby –" Pam began.

"Does she!" Bobby demanded.

"No," Pam said quietly. "She thinks that we're going on a vacation to see your brother Gary in California."

"You made me a part of your lie," Bobby exclaimed.

Outside in the hallway, Kristin stood listening by the door. She could hear Bobby's angry questions and Pam's quiet argument. Kristin came closer to the door.

"Eavesdropping?" Lucy asked snidely.

"What are you doing here?" Kristin hissed. "Back from your little date with Jimmy?"

Lucy flinched at Kristin's mention of Jimmy Monahan. "I live here," Lucy smirked. "Unlike you. Why don't you leave Southfork and go back to your mother," she said condescendingly. "You don't belong at Southfork."

Kristin opened her mouth to retort but was interrupted by Bobby.

"How could you keep something like this from me?" Bobby came closer to Pam, gripping her by the shoulders. "We promised to share everything with one another."

"I know that Bobby, but you were so upset over my search, I couldn't tell you the truth."

"You took the coward's way out – just like your brother."

Pam glared at Bobby. "Leave Cliff out of this."

"Does he know that you're leaving?"

On the other side of the door Lucy stood spellbound. "Where is Pam going?" she asked Kristin.

Kristin gave Lucy a sly grin. "How would I know – it's your family." Kristin walked back to her bedroom as Lucy yanked her arm.

"Listen to me Kristin and listen good! I know what you tried with Jimmy and it didn't work!"

Kristin pulled her arm from Lucy's grasp and sent her a frustrated glare. "All I did was say hello to him, Lucy. I can't help it that you're paranoid about your relationships. Are you afraid of losing him in the same way you lost Alan?"

Lucy raised her left hand and it collided with Kristin's cheek with a loud smack. "You may be Sue Ellen's sister but you are the most vile creature I have ever set eyes on," Lucy said hoarsely.

Kristin rubbed her cheek with her hand. "You don't intimidate me, Lucy. I eat people like you for breakfast."

Lucy scowled at Kristin. "Leave Bobby and Pam alone. I have a feeling that you're involved in their latest argument. I told before and I'll tell you again, Bobby isn't interested in you."

Kristin scoffed at Lucy. "Watch your back little girl, I always get what I want." Kristin slammed her door closed, leaving a fuming Lucy listening to the rest of Bobby and Pam's conversation.

"Bobby how did you find out," Pam said angrily. "Did Cliff talk to you?"

"It doesn't matter," Bobby said tersely.

"It matters to me! I told two people about my trip. Cliff and Kristin."

Lucy's ears perked up at Kristin's mention. I knew she was involved.

"She didn't mean anything by it," Bobby said defensively. "You're the one who lied to me."

Pam frowned, pressing her fingers to her forehead. "I am leaving in a couple hours Bobby. I don't want to fight."

"It's a little late for that," Bobby said quietly.

"I was trying to protect us from another argument," Pam said. "Why does that make me the bad guy in this relationship?"

"Because you couldn't trust me enough to tell me the truth."

Pam stood with her hands on her hips. "Bobby, how many secrets have you and J.R. kept from the family regarding Ewing Oil?"

"And you were the one who always called me out on it. It seems you have no problem keeping secrets from me."

"Bobby please," Pam begged. "I need to find her."

"What happens when you do?" Bobby challenged. "What happens if you find her and she doesn't want you around because she has a life of her own?"

"Don't say that," Pam whispered.

"I'm being realistic Pammy. You can't just barge into someone's life and expect to be accepted."

"I am not looking for acceptance, I am looking for answers. And if you can't see that – than you really don't know me at all." Pam turned for the door.

"Pamela!"

Pam sighed and looked at her husband. "I should go before one of us says something that we'll regret."

Bobby nodded his head. "Where are you staying?"

"A hotel in Houston."

Bobby nodded his head. "Promise to call me when you arrive."

Pam tearfully nodded her head as she left.

Lucy snuck into one of the upstairs bedrooms, not wanting to be seen by Pam as she left. Across the hall was Kristin's room. Lucy glared at the door, vowing to get to the bottom of Kristin's involvement.


Sue Ellen rolled over onto her side of the bed at the Hyatt Regency. "J.R.," she murmured, closing her eyes, her cheeks a rosy red from the passionate evening. A contented smile was drawn on her mouth.

"I love you too," he whispered, pulling the sheet over her shoulders. He reached out to brush her cheek and they both fell into a deliriously happy sleep.


Kristin lay awake in her bed, contemplating her revenge. I've already gotten rid of Pamela for a couple days. Now all I have to do is ingratiate myself with Bobby. Kristin flicked on a desk lamp and examines an early Ewing portrait. She glares her brown eyes at J.R. and Sue Ellen. "Mr. J.R. Ewing is going to pay for the way he treated me. He thought he could just throw me away and be done with me. Well I'm not Sue Ellen and J.R. know how to fight." Kristin turned off her light and rested her head.