Title: Goodbyes
Author: zephiey
Rating: K
Pairing: Sue Ellen/ JR
Category: One Shot, AU
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: Dallas and its characters are the property of CBS, Larry Katzman and Warner Bros Studios. No infringement is intended from this work of fiction.
Summary: JR leaves Southfork and Ewing Oil.
Goodbyes
JR tucked the letter into the envelope and wrote Sue Ellen's name on the front. This was perhaps the hardest letter to write and the most truthful. Even though the letters he had written to Bobby, Pam and Mama were truthful, they didn't contain the brutal honesty Sue Ellen's letter held.
JR picked up the four letters, and walked to the dining room. The table was set for breakfast and he sat a letter at the four places. Passing by his Daddy's place, he ran his hand across the chair top.
He hadn't written a letter to his Daddy.
He couldn't.
He tried.
He really did.
But every time he set pen to paper nothing but bitterness flowed from him. Jock Ewing was his daddy and he didn't deserve his bitterness, he deserved his love and his respect. It wasn't Daddy's fault he turned out as he had. He just hadn't learned what his daddy tried to teach him very well. That was all.
JR Ewing was the failure, not Jock Ewing.
Finally, after four tries he decided it was just better to add a few lines to Daddy in Mama's letter. Letting his hand drop from the back of Jock's chair JR walked to the door of the dining room. For a brief moment he could see in his mind's eye how everyone would look at breakfast and a soft smile formed before he turned and left the room.
Walking to the front door he placed the brown Stetson, the first one Sue Ellen had bought him on his head, before reaching for the large duffle bag that sat at the front door. Opening the door he took one last look at the only home he had ever known before he stepped through the door and quietly closed it behind him.
Reaching the Ford pick-up he had bought he opened the passenger side door and tossed his bag inside. It joined the other two bags already resting on the floorboard of the truck. Walking around to the driver side JR climbed into the cab before closing the door. Placing his Stetson down on the seat next to him, he started the truck, put it in gear and drove down the long Southfork driveway. Reaching the end of the driveway he took one last glance at the house in the rear-view mirror.
Maybe one day he would return.
Turning right onto the county road, JR headed off into whatever future awaited him.
Sue Ellen entered the dining room with John Ross on her hip. They were the first ones at the table this morning. Placing him in his high chair, she poured milk into a sippy cup before adding some eggs and a few small pieces of sausage to a plate. Placing it in front of him she smiled as she watched him begin to eat.
Turning back to her plate, she noticed the crème envelope with her name scrawled across it in JR's masculine writing resting against her coffee cup. Picking the letter up, she deftly opened the envelope and pulled the letter out.
It began… To my wife and the mother of my son, dearest Sue Ellen…
The End