Season 3...Episode 10:
3 months after the events of Episode 9
Pamela stands in front of a mirror in her family room, putting on her Aunt Katherine's gorgeous emerald earrings that her father gave her so many months go. Everytime she puts them on, she gets sad. But they match her green gown she is wearing that evening to the Cattle Baron's Ball in downtown Dallas.
As she is lost in her thoughts, John Ross sneaks behind her, wrapping his arms around her growing stomach.
"I must say, you take my breath away." he whispers in her ear.
Pamela turns to face him giving him a kiss. "Don't I do that everyday? And why aren't you fully dressed? We are going to be late!"
He grins, standing there in his underwear, undershirt and unbuttoned dress shirt. "Well, quite frankly darlin', I was watching you get dressed and I thought we might break in the pool table." he scoots her back up to the table and unzips her dress, which falls to the ground effortlessly.
"John Ross, I took a long while getting ready!" she says, feigning exasperation.
He lifts Pamela up onto the pool table so she is sitting on it. "Looks to me like all you just have to slide that gown right back up and zip it. Then you're good to go."
"Oh, you're going to be the death of me sometimes." Pamela says laughing as he begins kissing her and she wraps her legs around his waist.
...
Christopher and Emma lay on a couch cuddling and watching a movie in Emma's new apartment.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the ball tonight?" asks Emma. She had bought a dress anticipating attending, but decided not to when Christopher indicated he didn't want to go.
"I would love to go and dance with you and show you off on my arm, but that may cause problems for the both of us." he responds, kissing her forehead.
"Not for me. I can handle it. You're afraid to see Elena, aren't you?" Emma asks honestly.
"Maybe a little bit," Christopher answers truthfully, "But that is not the main reason at all. It is causing more tension in the family. We all have such a tangled history. Technically we are step-siblings."
Emma smiles at him "The Ewings seem to thrive on tension. Let's go tonight. Let's show the world we are a couple and look people square in the eye. No more hiding."
She stands up and extends her hand to him. He considers it for a moment, then takes it. "You're right. Let's do it. It won't be easy, but nothing in this family ever really is." he kisses her.
"We will be late, but we will make an entrance." Emma heads into the other room to get ready, as Christopher runs out to buy a tux.
...
Two limos pull up to the red carpet outside of the gala. In the first are Bobby and Ann, in the second are John Ross and Pamela.
Numerous reporters flock to take pictures of both couples and they make their way inside of the hall.
"Mr. Ewing?" calls out a reporter in John Ross's direction. "Sources tell us your marriage is on the rocks due to infidelity. Care to comment?"
John Ross's jaw clenches and he starts to storm over there when Pamela wraps her arms around him. "On the rocks? Where did you hear that?" she says beaming.
"My wife and I are doing just fine, we are having our first child in a few months." he says grinning at her, following her lead.
She stands on the tips of her toes and gives him one hell of a kiss, as the flashbulbs go off. "There is your comment" she says winking at the chuckling reporter.
As they walk inside, he stops her. "How on Earth did they know about any issues? Joaquin? Elena?"
"I'm assuming so. Whatever, John Ross. People will always be trying to tear us down and undermine us. That is why we have each other's back." she grabs his hand. "Mind escorting me to our table, my feet are killing me!"
"With pleasure, darlin'" he says laughing. "By the way, superb job deftly handling that question. I was going to knock that guy out."
"I noticed," Pamela answers, taking a seat. "That is why we compliment each other."
Sue Ellen comes over to say hello to John Ross, Pamela, Bobby, and Ann. "You all look stunning!" she says excitedly. "Tonight is going to be absolutely fabulous."
John Ross kisses her on the cheek. "Mama, you know how to throw one hell of a party. Let us know if you need anything."
Sue Ellen walks away, ever the social butterfly, as the four Ewings sit together and sip on some beverages.
"Are you expecting Christopher tonight?" Pamela asks Bobby. "We've seen so little of him lately at the office."
"Truthfully, Pamela, I don't know. He has shut out Ann and I. We have seats for him and Emma tonight," he says gesturing to two empty seats at their table.
"Emma?" asks John Ross incredulously, as Ann gives him a dirty look. He has gone out of his way to avoid her the past few months and didn't want to spend an evening with her now.
"Yes, Emma. My daughter." says Ann sharply. "I doubt she will come, but she is more then welcome."
"Speak for yourself" mumbles Pamela to herself as she spots Christopher and Emma walking in together. "Well, well. Look who it is." she says to the table.
"Christopher, what are you doing with Emma?" Ann asks curiously.
"Well something we've been wanting to tell you for awhile, but we've been seeing each other." says Christopher, with a smile.
Bobby, knowing all along smiles and nods at him. Ann looks like someone slapped her, until she smiles. "Well, it may be awkward at first, but Christopher is a better choice then some of your other ones."
John Ross arches his eyebrows at Ann. He opens his mouth to say something, but Pamela kicks him.
Emma comes up to John Ross with a smirk. "Hope this isn't too awkward for you, but I told you I'd move on."
"Darlin', knock yourself out." he replies to her, while grabbing Pamela's hand. "I ain't available."
Pamela narrows her eyes and looks at Emma, "Keep walkin, honey."
She sits down next to Christopher. He looks at John Ross, "I don't want any problems, cousin. I know you and Emma have some history and bad blood. But I have feelings for her."
"You certainly know how to pick them, Christopher. Emma, Elena -" Christopher interrupts him "Pamela?"
"Oh boy, not this again." says Pamela loudly.
"Leave Pamela out of this," says John Ross. "We are talking about your recent romantic choices."
"I think Pamela should be apart of this," pipes in Emma. "She ran roughshod on Christopher, before turning her sights on you. She is no better then I am."
"Oh, you little bitch." says Pamela, starting to stand up, when John Ross puts a hand on her shoulder. "I made peace with Christopher a long time ago. I wish him happiness and I hope he returns the favor. If that is with you, then so be it. Just stay out of my marriage."
Emma stares at her a moment and nods. "Fair enough." and extends her hand to Pamela.
Pamela looks shocked but slowly reaches for it and shakes it cautiously.
Christopher and John Ross chuckle to themselves. "Well if we got you two to shake hands and form a truce, then there is hope for Israel and the Palestinians" says Ann, a wave of relief washing over her.
"I only extended my hand because she is pregnant and I happen to hate Elena alot more then her." says Emma, taking a sip of wine.
"Something we can all agree on," says Pamela laughing.
John Ross stands up and reaches for Pamela. "Care to dance?" he raises his eyebrow. She smiles and they go off to dance to a slow song. Christopher and Emma and Bobby and Ann following, all dancing.
When they return, they find Joaquin and Elena sitting at their table.
Christopher and John Ross both storm over. "You two have alot of nerve showing up here," yells Christopher.
"We are paying guests," says Joaquin dismissively. "We saw an empty table and sat down."
Elena stands and moves away from the tables, and so does Joaquin.
Bobby, Ann, Emma, and Pamela return to the table and sit down. Eventually John Ross and Christopher take their seats.
"I am so sorry for everything," says Elena says to Christopher. "I never meant to hurt you or to use you."
"Can it, ho" says Emma. "You were eyeing a piece of his company all along. Try appreciating him, for him."
"Oh and you do?" laughs Elena. "You're a pill-popping floozy!"
Emma goes to hit her, but Christopher holds her back.
"Elena, Elena, Elena. Have you not learned your lesson yet about tangling with this family. Why don't you and your criminal friend go somewhere else and make trouble?" says Pamela.
"Tangle with this family?! You conned your way in! You tricked Christopher to marry you and John Ross only did because of your shares in the company. You of all people have no room to lecture me on anything." Elena spits out.
"I married Pamela for more reasons then you could possibly understand," says John Ross quietly, staring at Elena. "I loved you, but you so badly wanted to change me. Finally, I found someone that appreciates me for me. We are honest with each other."
"Says the cheater," says Joaquin laughing. John Ross flinches at the dig.
"You are looking radiant, Pamela. I see pregnancy is agreeing with you." Joaquin says to Pamela. "Would you like to dance?"
"I'm going to go vomit in the ladies room, please be gone when I return." Pamela gets up and makes her way to the bathroom.
"You don't speak to my wife. You speak to me." snarls John Ross. "Now get out of here, before we both do something we regret."
"I think it is best you go, before you ruin Sue Ellen's event" says Ann, chugging some wine.
"She is right Joaquin, let's go dance." says Elena, pulling his arm.
The two of them begin to slow dance.
"I can't believe the nerve of those two," says Christopher. "I'm an idiot for falling for their scheme."
"No, you aren't, Chris. You were conned. Now you see the light." replies Emma. "Let's go dance again."
Sue Ellen walks up to the table, "Care to dance with your mother for a few minutes?" smiles Sue Ellen at John Ross. He smiles and twirls her across the floor.
"Thank you for not making a scene with that man," says Sue Ellen to him.
"It was hard, but I didn't want to spoil this party." he replies. Something catches his eye. He sees Pamela dancing with a middle-aged Latino man.
"Who is that Pamela is dancing with mama?" asks John Ross.
Sue Ellen turns to get a better view, "I'm not sure his last name. He was a last minute addition to the guest list. Felix-something." John Ross immediately pales. "Mama, excuse me why I go get her. Why don't you sit with Bobby and Ann?"
...
Pamela was on her way out of the bathroom when Felix stopped her and asked her to dance. She did not realize who he was at first, until he referenced Joaquin and the deal.
"Ah, so you are the infamous Felix, I've heard so much about" she says to him, her eyes studying him. "Are you here to make trouble?"
Felix laughs. "No, no. I am here for a good time. And I wanted to observe the Ewings in person, I have heard much about you all." he and Pamela glance over to watch Joaquin intensely studying their interaction. "I was told you were our biggest obstacle, and naturally I was shocked a beautiful, young woman would be so formidible."
"I will take that as a compliment," replies Pamela cooly. "Just so you know, you may want to be careful around Joaquin. He is not all he appears to be."
Felix twirls her around gently, "And how do you mean, Mrs. Ewing?" he inquires seriously.
"He has been stealing from you, skimming your profits for years." she answers, smiling sweetly. "The whole point of doing business with Ewing Global was to try to cover-up the losses, before you noticed them. Since the fiscal year is about over, I imagine you will be noticing those mighty soon."
Felix turns deadly serious. "The source of your information is what?"
"Documents that were once in Harris Ryland's possession and are now in mine. Showing the losses in your cartel accounts, followed by identical transfers to accounts owned by Joaquin. Draw your own conclusions, Mr. Menendez-Ochoa. You didn't get where you are today by being stupid, and either did I." responds Pamela evenly.
"No, I suppose you are right. May I see these documents?" asks Felix with a evil smile.
"Possibly. But you need to do something for me first." she says back to him.
"How could I ever refuse a beautiful woman?" he looks intently at her.
"First, I don't want any problems with Joaquin ever again. Do what you want with him, but I don't want him threatening my child, my husband, or my family ever again." says Pamela, leaning into his ear to lower her voice.
Felix nods. "Consider that one on the house, Mrs. Ewing."
"Second, I want you to arrange Drew Ramos' arrest and transport back to the United States. He built the bomb that murdered by unborn children and has escaped justice. It is time for that to end. And any evidence you have on Elena Ramos would be greatly appreciated."
"That is doable." says Felix. "Anything else?"
"One final thing," says Pamela. "I don't want your cartel to bother my businesses, employees, or family. I have no interest in getting involved in your trade and don't want anyone or anything I care about to be tainted by this. Is that clear?"
Felix smiles. "Crystal. So we have a deal?"
Pamela nods and shakes his hand. "I will send the documents over to you tomorrow." she hands him a business card, "You can contact me here with where you want them delivered. So, do you plan on acting on Joaquin tonight?"
Felix glances over at Joaquin, who is downing his drink and sweating profusely. "Not tonight, I will wait for your proof first."
At that moment John Ross comes over. "Sweetheart, may I have a word with you?" he says through gritted teeth.
She looks at him, knowing why he came over. "John Ross, this is Felix Menendez-Ochoa. Felix, this is my husband."
They look at each other and briefly shake hands. "I will let the expectant parents dance," he says heartily. "Mr. Ewing, you have the most exquisite wife. Don't ever let her get away." he excuses himself and makes his way for the exit with a bodyguard following him. Joaquin tries to approach him, but is prevented by the bodyguard.
John Ross pulls Pamela close to him and arches his eyebrows "Mind telling me what the hell that was about?" he whispers in her ear, as they dance.
She grins at him "He approached me and was very gentlemanly. We discussed some business."
He looks at her seriously, "Pamela, that man is a drug lord and a murderer. Why would you discuss anything with him? That is beyond dangerous."
She wraps her arms around him "Because darlin', we have a mutual enemy and I was making arrangements to have said person not bother us again."
John Ross studies her face "Joaquin?"
Pamela nods, "Joaquin won't be bothering us ever again."
"And that cost us what?" he asks.
"The Ryland papers implicating Joaquin skimming from the cartel. We can keep the rest, but the proof of Joaquin's treachery is going to Felix tomorrow morning. Additionally, the cartel will not be bothering us ever again either."
John Ross escorts Pamela backs to the table, stops a few feet away and smiles at her. "That is pure genius, Pamela. Two birds, with one stone." Then he turns serious, "But next time, bring me to your pow wows with the unsavory people, please. You shouldn't be dealing with this while you are pregnant. I worry about you."
She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him. "Deal... Say, why don't we get out of here?"
He gives her a fake shocked face. "Bailing on the party? I can think of something we can do," as he smacks her butt.
"Oh no, John Ross. You already got that tonight. I want ice cream. Chocolate ice cream, with whipped cream and sprinkles" she says laughing. "What you want may happen again later, but the ice cream comes first! If you're really good, you might be able to use the whipped cream later." She smacks his butt back.
John Ross gives her the biggest grin and then fakes outrage, "Woman, you're killin me!" He goes up to the table and bids farewell to the other Ewings, as they leave.
"Since they are getting out of here, how about we go back to my place?" says Emma, licking Christopher's ear.
He jumps up, grabs Emma's hand and says goodnight to Bobby and Ann, as he and Emma walk quickly out, arm-in-arm.
Bobby and Ann dance a few more rounds, before heading home. Sue Ellen stays to the wee hours, brokering new business deals for Ewing Global.
...
Felix is enroute on his plane back to his villa in Mexico when he places a call.
"Antonio, this is Felix. I want you to start digging into Joaquin immediately. I lovely woman is sending me evidence of his theft tomorrow and I want you to do a more thorough search, before we eliminate the problem." says Felix
"Yes, boss." replies Antonio. "I will start looking immediately." he hangs up the phone. After a few minutes, he pulls out a second cell phone.
"Joaquin," says Antonio, "You have a big problem, my friend. Felix is on to you. He wants me to look into you. I'm going to say I did and that you came back clean, but a woman has evidence against you. She is sending it to him tomorrow!"
Joaquin's eyes narrow. "I know exactly who that is. Thank you for the heads up. I will reward you accordingly when we topple Felix. Stay in touch." he hangs up.
As Joaquin sips a drink he looks out onto the Dallas skyline. "Looks like you are going to be a very serious problem, Pamela Ewing. And a problem that needs to go away."