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You raise a good point about why she didn't throw Cliff's illness in Bobby's face. I'm not sure why I didn't use that when I wrote the scene. But Bobby does know that neurofibromatosis is what killed Cliff. But yeah I figured it would be unrealistic if Pam would just fall back into Bobby's arms after everything that has happened. Bobby definitely crossed a line when he sent Cliff to jail and it makes sense that Pam is furious with him for doing that to her brother. I'm not sure if I would stretch it as far as to say that they are enemies. But they are definitely on opposite sides of the Barnes-Ewing feud!
When Ann had gotten Harris call she’d been terrified that her daughter might have done something stupid, like overdosing on pills or trying to commit suicide by slitting her wrists. Ann didn’t think her daughter was capable of doing something like that. But she knew that her daughter was hurting and since she hadn’t watched her grow up she didn’t know her as well as she should have. So there was always a chance that she might have been wrong about her. She had been wrong about Pamela Rebecca. Ever since Pamela Rebecca had tried to commit suicide last year she’d learnt that even strong girls could have moments of weaknesses. In Emma’s case her weaknesses were men and pills. She really was her mother’s daughter in that sense, as Ann had had her own issues with drug addiction. It had taken her a long time to get clean, so she knew better than anyone which demons Emma was fighting. So when Harris hadn’t told her what was going on over the phone she had feared the worst. But when she arrived at the house she soon realized that she had worried about nothing.
“Hi Ann!” Harris smiled smugly at her. “Look who’s decided to come out of her room?”
“Hi mom!” Emma smiled sweetly at her.
“Oh Emma!” Ann cried relieved as she threw her arms around her daughter and pulled her into a big hug. “I’m so sorry for everything.”
“Don’t be,” Emma said. “What happened wasn’t your fault and I am going to be okay.”
“So you will see my shrink?” Ann asked.
“Why am I not surprised that you need a shrink,” a voice came from the door and when Ann turned around she was not happy to see Judith standing there. “After all you’ve always been a basket case!”
“Judith,” Ann acknowledged the woman. “What are you doing here?”
“I live here,” Judith asked. “But soon the real question is gonna be what are you doing here.”
“You know I am here to see Emma,” Ann said.
“I know,” Judith said. “But soon you’re gonna have to go elsewhere to see your daughter.”
“What are you talking about?” Ann asked. “You can’t take my daughter away from me again. She knows me now.”
“Yes and I am sure Emma won’t mind you visiting her,” Judith said.
“What are you talking about?” Ann asked in an upset tone of voice.
“I’m taking Emma on a vacation,” Judith smiled.
“Emma, is this true?” Ann asked.
“Yeah grandma has offered to take me skiing in the alps,” Emma said. “We’re leaving this afternoon.”
“You’re going on a vacation with her?” Ann asked.
“Well I’m not gonna stay the whole time,” Judith said. “After all I do have business to attend to here in Dallas.”
“Grandma is just getting me installed at the resort,” Emma said. “She’s promised to make herself scarce once I’ve met up with some friends later this week.”
“Emma went to a boarding school in Switzerland so she has lots of friends over there,” Harris informed Ann.
“I thought it might do her some good to catch up with them,” Judith said. “She’s been so lonely since she came here to Dallas.”
“Well good,” Ann nodded. “I didn’t think I’d say this Judith, but I think this is the first time you and I agree on something.”
“I’m not doing this to please you. I am doing this for my granddaughter,” Judith said with a drawl before turning to her granddaughter. “Emma why don’t you say goodbye to your parents. We need to get going now.”
“Okay,” Emma smiled before she turned to her mom, “Bye mom and don’t worry about me, I will be fine.”
“I know,” Ann smiled. “But promise to call me when you’ll get there okay?”
“I will,” Emma smiled before she gave her mother a hug. She then turned to her father and hugged him too. “Bye daddy!”
“Bye Emma, have a good time and try to stay out of trouble, you hear?”
“Okay,” Emma smiled at her father before she turned around to leave with her grandmother.
“Oh and Ann, I trust I won’t be seeing you around here once I get back!” Judith faked a smile at the woman who she despised.
“Bye mother,” Harris just said, as he was eager to get the woman out of his hair.
Judith then left them alone and as soon as she was gone Ann turned to Harris with a smile on her face, “I don’t get why you sounded so worked up on the phone. Emma’s going to see her friends is a good thing, isn’t it?”
“It depends on how you look at it,” Harris said. “You see those friends are all doing cocaine and party all weekend but if you think that’s the right crowd for Emma...”
Ann's face paled when she heard that. “Oh My God you’re right, if she hangs out with them she’ll probably start using again!”
“That’s my concern yes,” Harris said.
“We’d better tell her not to go,” Ann said and made a motion to run after her but Harris stopped her by grabbing hold of her arm.
“No Annie!” He insisted. “We can’t do that.”
“But it’s our daughter and I don’t want her to start using again!”
“I don’t either and I’m just as worried as you are,” Harris said. “But if we try to stop her from going she’s just going to get mad because we don’t trust her and then she’ll go with mother anyway.”
“You’re right," Ann sighed. "But what are we going to do?”
“I will send out a private eye to keep an eye on her,” Harris informed Ann. “He will watch her from a distance and the moment there’s cause to worry I will be on the first flight to Switzerland, alright?”
“Alright but I don’t like it.”
“I don’t either but don’t worry I’ve got this,” Harris said reassuringly as he pulled Ann into another hug and all Ann could do was hold onto him. It was strange but over the past two years her hatred for Harris had evaporated and been replaced by another feeling. She wouldn’t call it love. But she certainly remembered why she’d fallen in love with him in the first place now and she’d grown to trust him again.
If I were Anne I’d surprise her with a mother daughter trip. No way my daughter would be gone from me after all those years.