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Message: <blockquote data-quote="80&#039;s Cha Cha Cha" data-source="post: 320387" data-attributes="member: 6964">Chapter 6    “Ray, Harris, Ann…I need to speak to Bobby.  Alone.”  Lucas told them.  Bobby tore his eyes off of the man that would have been his father-in-law, if things had been different.  He then looked at Ray.    “You were in on this? The whole time?” Bobby asked Ray, staring him down.    “Bobby, I don’t even know what ‘this’ is! It’s my first day!” Ray half yelled.  “I get here and Lucas is saying that Pam is alive and that you could have a son living in Moldavia!”    Harris snorted!    “This is bullshit, Lucas! I’m marrying Monica, isn’t that enough? We don’t need to be drilling someplace with a King that forces himself on sick women!” Harris huffed.  Bobby looked at him, then at Lucas!    “What is he talking about? Harris, what are you talking about?” Bobby asked and took a threatening step towards him.  But Ann got in between them!    “Bobby, no one knows anything for sure, okay? I’m sorry for this.” Ann said.  And she was.  Bobby was trying to put his life back together with a new wife and now some lie was going to tear him apart again! Prince Michael never said a word about any of this! If his father was raising a baby secretly, Ann was sure Michael would have told her!    Or would he? Ann just barely found out about Amanda.    “All of you. Out.” Lucas said.  Ray clenched his jaw and hurried out of the office.  Harris gave Bobby a warning look and grabbed Ann’s hand to pull her away from Bobby and out of the office.    That left Lucas and Bobby alone.    “I’m here.” Bobby began.  “And I convinced Princess Amanda that she needed time away from everything that was happening in Moldavia. I brought her to Southfork.  Now where is Pam? Where is our son?”    Lucas smiled coldly at him and leaned against his desk.    “Your wife is a poor shot, don’t you think? She was dead on with J.R. but not so much with the Princess, was she?” he asked slyly,    “Where are my wife and son?” Bobby asked in a voice that didn’t sound so much like he was asking.    Lucas cleared his throat.    “Alright. I’ll cut the bullshit.  Pamela is dead and your child died when that truck hit her car.  I told Ray just now, that I hired him to go to Moldavia to look for Pamela.  I told Ann that I wanted her to be Prince Michael’s wife since I don’t believe the relationship he has with Amanda Carrington will last.  I lied to them too. About everything.” Lucas said in a somber tone that had an edge of malice in it.      “Good God, Lucas, WHY? This is because of Jenna, isn’t it? How could you…how…our families…”    “No, Bobby.  Our families do not go way back, if that’s what you were going to say.  But Jock and I do.” Lucas replied and that was when Bobby got the odd feeling that his father played into all of this, somehow.    “What do you want? You must want something to have me bringing princess’s to Texas that don’t belong here so that you could interfere in my life! What. The. Hell. Do. You. Want?”  Bobby said with a tone that sputtered cold rage.    “I want my grandson to be a Ewing. My namesake.  The Ewings are the only royalty I ever cared about.  Texas Royalty.  And Jock was like the brother I never had.  I wanted a wife like Ellie and sons like Jock had.  But my first wife lived long enough to only give me Jenna.  And my second wife gave me Ann.”    “I can’t marry Jenna, Lucas.  That ship has sailed.  Ray and her are very happy together.”    “I doubt that, boy, but sometimes you have to settle. And Jenna settled.  I don’t ‘settle’ when it comes to my family.” Lucas told him.    “Lucas, I am only abiding by Jenna’s wishes.  She doesn’t want to confuse our son.”  Bobby replied.    “I want him to have the Ewing last name.  And I want you to send Christopher away…with that tramp mother of his.”    Bobby’s mouth dropped open!    “Let me get this straight: you lied and spread a story around about a lost, illegitimate Moldavian son so that dissidents could get all whipped up and kill people at a wedding, all so you could make me believe that this lost ’son’, was really mine?”    “Galen has another son.  No one really knows who is, but there are people that know who the child’s mother is.  It just isn’t Pamela.”    Bobby now clenched his jaw.    “And instead of just coming to me with this absurd request about Lucas, you had to hurt me…”    “Because you hurt my girl! You think she wants to be married to Ray Krebbs? Hell, Donna Culver took all she could take, living in that stupid looking house in the middle of a field someplace! You needed to pay a price for throwing a way the best woman you could’ve ever asked for for a wife!” Lucas snarled.    “Bravo, Lucas.  You were very imaginative. Now I am going to correct all of the reporters that think that this story is true.  I am going to go to Kristin and tell her just what happened and I’m also going to tell Princess Amanda about all of this.  I’m sure King Galen will have something to say about it as well.  Goodbye, Lucas.”    “Where the hell do you think your going, boy? I’m not through.”    “Yes we are.” Bobby said and turned to walk off.  But Lucas’s words stopped him cold.    “How about I give the papers another story?  One where I tell them about a conversation I had with Jock, about how he had sex with your current wife, in the garage out at Southfork, during one of your family barbecues? Or I could tell them about the time Jock had sex with Kristin at that nice little apartment J.R. got for her?  Jock said that Kristin could balance a bottle of bourbon on her head, while dancing naked for him.”    Bobby slowly turned back towards Lucas.    “Your lying.” was all he said.      “Christopher, in all likelihood is your baby brother, Bobby.  And if you don’t want that known, then you are going to give Lucas your last name.  And…your going to get rid of that tramp wife of yours and marry my Ann.”  Lucas said coolly.    “What?! She’s…”    “Tall?”    “No!”  Bobby snapped. “You’re out of your mind!”    Lucas continued talking as if Bobby had not said no.    “You see, I let some things slip by when Ann was in high school.  I didn’t pay enough attention to things that were going on right in front of my nose.  But the long short of it is, Harris and Ann began an inappropriate relationship that resulted in my granddaughter, Emma.”    Bobby folded his arms.    “Jenna’s little girl?” he asked.  “She’s Ann and Harris’s?”    “Yes.  Though not for long.  Judith and I will be raising her, though Judith doesn’t know that yet.  Harris will be leaving for California to live with his wife, Monica Colby and Ann is going to be living on South Fork—with you.”  Lucas told Bobby.    “Thank you, Lucas.  I have now have more to share with the media about what a crazy, old bastard you really are.” Bobby said and turned to skulk out of Lucas’s office.  He did not bother to close the door behind him and Lucas turned towards the window of his office and smiled.  He planned to make sure Ann had what Jenna was unable to keep for herself.           ****    Katherine felt rage stir within her, as she watched Kristin faint in Dusty Farlow’s arms and the media continue to pepper Sue Ellen about questions about Pam.  She was in Mark’s study and he asked Mrs. Hutchinson to keep Christopher busy, meaning keeping the TV off, so that he would not hear the news.    Mark walked in, half dressed from being in the pool with Christopher and closed the door.  He joined Katherine by the TV and she picked up the remote and turned it off!    “Hey!” Mark protested.    “Did you know Pam was alive this whole time?” she asked him.    “She’s not! I don’t know where this story came from but it’s a lie!”    “And you know this, how, Mark? I mean I do believe you, because if my dear sister had been down there, you would have moved heaven and earth to get her back here, I’m sure!”    There was something about the way Katherine said that, that sounded odd to Mark.  He then realized that Katherine’s tone had been downright hateful!    “So, are you upset that your sister may actually be alive? Does this ruin your plans to pry Bobby from Kristin?”    Katherine took a deep breath before responding.    “I am happily married to J.R.. And if Pam came back to Bobby, she would  be better than Kristin Shepard!”    “She’s Kristin Ewing, Katherine!  Mrs. Bobby Ewing!  And yes, if Pam had been in Moldavia, I would have moved heaven and earth to get her back to Christopher!” Mark yelled.    Katherine folded her arms.    “I think I need to get Christopher back to the ranch.  Bobby will want to help his son deal with the fallout of this.” she said casually and began to leave the room.    But Mark grabbed one of her arms and pulled her back to him!    “You don’t think I see what you’ve been doing?! You suddenly have red highlights in your hair and you wear a dress that everyone raves about at the barbecue.  Because it was the same one that Pam wore when she debuted as Mrs. Bobby Ewing at her first barbecue.  You want all of her clothes and…”    “You know what, Mark? I want all of Pam’s clothes and I want every damned thing she ever had! And that includes Bobby!” Katherine snapped, her eyes crackling with rage.    “Does that include all of her men, Katherine?” Mark asked and pulled her to him for a hard, bruising kiss! Katherine thought about fighting his mouth for like three seconds, before his kiss blended into kisses and before things went where they were bound to.  Katherine pulled back and grabbed Mark’s face!    “I hate her, Mark! I don’t want her to be alive and if she is, I will chase Bobby until the end of time!” Katherine snarled before Mark’s mouth swooped down possessively on hers!  In this moment, he didn’t care that Katherine had just told him that she hates Pam.  He didn’t care that she told him that she wants only Bobby.    What Mark did care about was the here and now.  And he couldn’t honestly say when he first returned to Dallas and found out Pam was lost to him, that he was so wounded that he had moved into the house he had spent the happiest years of his life in, with the woman he had loved.      Now, he was going to make love to that woman’s sister, who had hated her and yet, Mark Graison could not stop himself as he practically ripped Katherine’s bathing suit off of her, while she reached out to help him out of his own clothing…    Before Katherine Wentworth Ewing knew what was happening, Mark Graison had cupped her buttocks possessively and lifted her up onto his waiting girth, mounting her upon him like a coat dangling from a hook.  Katherine then lost herself in Mark’s lovemaking, as his formidable flesh used her fiercely and tirelessly, leaving her almost too breathless to even moan.    Meanwhile, at the Southern Cross Ranch, Kristin awoke on a couch in a front parlor within the house.  She slowly sat up and looked around, taking in her unfamiliar surroundings.  Dusty soon appeared and seeing that she was awake, sat down beside her and handed her a glass of whiskey!    “I would have gotten you some water, but after what you went through today…” he trailed off and Kristin gratefully took the liquor, gulped it down and handed him back the glass.  She then ran a hand through her hair.    “Is there any truth to what those reporters were saying?” Dusty asked.  Kristin shrugged hopelessly.    “I don’t know.” she admitted.  “But if Pam did have his son and the child was in Moldavia, it sounds like something he would do.  Bobby would want to find his son.  And Pam, I guess.”  Kristin noted.  Dusty peered at her.    “You seem to be accepting of all of this.” he noted.    “I’m not accepting of any of it.  But Bobby doesn’t love me and I don’t think that will ever change.  No matter how much effort I put into it.”    Dusty stood up and took Kristin’s glass over to the bar.  He began to pour himself, and her, another drink.    “Tell me what happened at Southfork the other night?” he asked, while mixing the drinks.    “What do you mean?” Kristin asked, now standing up.    “I mean, we all had dinner then you went to your room and I went to mine.  Then I heard gunshots.  What made you do what you did?” Dusty asked her, now turning back and walking over to give her another drink.  Kristin took it, but set down the glass on a coffee table.    “I had been waiting for Bobby.  I decided that I would give him a special ‘welcome home from danger’ surprise.”    Dusty sipped his drink, smiling down at her.    “And what does a Kristin Ewing ‘welcome home from danger’ look like?” he asked.    “Oh. Well, first I need a cowboy hat.” Kristin almost purred.  “Do you have a cowboy hat, cowboy?”     Dusty walked over to a chair across the room, picked up one that was in a chair and tossed it to her.  Kristin caught it and then began to undress…    Dusty Farlow knew, as he held Kristin’s slip hips within his grasp and she rode him tirelessly, while keeping one hand on the tip of his hat, that he had lost whatever chance he could have ever had to get Sue Ellen back, when he chose to be with Kristin in this moment.      And as for Kristin, she tried not to think about what a nice ranch this would be to live on.  She tried not to think about how hard hitting Dusty’s thrusts were when he picked her up off of him and turned her around on that couch. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine that it was Bobby Ewing’s full hip and hammering thrusts she was responding to.    But she knew she was with Dusty Farlow and he had a hypnotic way of not allowing her to forget that.                ****    Bobby returned to Southfork just as it began to rain.  He had wanted to be with Clayton and Mama at the hospital, but he knew that the trouble Lucas had caused in his life, had now spread to the rest of his family and the public at large.    He saw that J.R.’s car was in the driveway and thanked God for that! Bobby needed his big brother’s help here.  J.R. would know what to do about all of this, including Lucas Wade.    Bobby walked into the house, calling out for J.R..    He found him almost immediately.    He was standing at the bottom of the stairs, naked, with his arms outstretched! Bobby watched as Princess Amanda slid down the winding bannister, and plunged onto J.R.’s waiting length! J.R. was knocked backwards onto the floor and Amanda began kissing him passionately…    Bobby cleared his throat loudly and the two stopped what they were doing and looked over at him.    Princess Amanda had the grace to be embarrassed.    J.R. did not.    “Hey, Bobby!” J.R. called out to him, as if he hadn’t been doing what he was caught doing.  “How’s Mama? You saw her at the hospital?”    “Get dressed.  Both of you.  We need to have a very long talk.” Bobby told them and turned to head into the sitting room.  He definitely needed a drink after getting an eyeful of Princess Amanda and J.R. naked! And he didn’t bother to ask if Teresa or any other servant was around.  There is no way J.R. would romp around here, bare assed if anyone else was home.    He took a long swallow of his drink and tried not to think about Kristin and Jock.  There was no way Christopher even looked like Jock!     Or did he?     No. He did not.  And Jock Ewing was never unfaithful to his mother not one day in their married lives!    Bobby turned as J.R. and Amanda returned, dressed, to the lower floor and walked in to join him.    “Alright, Bob, you seem upset.  What’s going on?” J.R. asked, moving next to him to make his own drink.  Amanda sat on the couch.    “I just got back from a meeting with Lucas Wade.” Bobby began.  J.R. paused, mid-drink to raise a brow.  Amanda just gave Bobby a blank stare.    “You met with ole Lucas Wade? You would’ve been better off facing those Moldavian terrorists!” J.R. quipped.    “Who is Lucas Wade?” Amanda asked.    But J.R. answered.    “He is the father of the best woman Bobby ever had in his life! He threw her away and re-married a woman…”    “Watch yourself, J.R.!” Bobby snapped.  “And you’re actually right. My meeting was all about Jenna.”    J.R. clamped his lips closed and let Bobby talk.    “Amanda, Lucas Wade and his wife, Judith, were guests at your wedding.  Do you know them?” he asked her.  Amanda shook her head.    “No.  Michael or Galen must have invited them.” Amanda replied.    “I ran into Lucas as he and Judith were leaving Moldavia.  They got out of there before we did.” Bobby said.    J.R. now looked confused.    “They were there? I never saw them.”    “That’s because you were busy screaming at Galen and Sue Ellen about John Ross.” Bobby said wryly. “But Lucas pulled me aside, and said that one of the terrorist told him that the whole thing was about a child that their group, wanted to succeed Galen instead of Michael.”    Amanda rolled her eyes!    “None of that is true! No one can ever come up with a mother for this supposed child.  No one has ever seen him.”    J.R. now eyed Bobby suspiciously.    “What is going on with you, Bobby? What did Wade tell you?”    Bobby took a deep breath before saying what he needed to say.    “He said that the terrorists were saying that the mother of the child was American.  That she was from Texas and had been burned.  Galen fell in love with her, healed her and she had his child.  Lucas however, thought that the child had to be the one Pammie and I were supposed to have.”    J.R. slammed down his drink and Amanda jumped!    “That bastard told you Pam was alive with your child and living in Moldavia? He’s that angry over Jenna?”  J.R. huffed.    “He said that he would find out exactly what was going on if I helped get Amanda out of Moldavia.  Lucas said at the time that there terrorists wanted to kill her but he revealed a whole other agenda.”  Bobby admitted, now looking at Amanda.    “I’m sorry for dragging you into this.  But Lucas knew so much and…”    “You don’t have to apologize, Bobby,” Amanda said, standing up and walking over to him to clasp his hands, “I don’t think you would have deigned to hope that your wife and child were still alive, if your marriage to Kristin was as it should be.  I apologize if I’m speaking out of turn.”    “No!” J.R. piped up.  “You aren’t! And she’s right, Bobby! So you went to Wade and he told you he was lying about everything?”    Bobby let go go Amanda’s hands and turned back to J.R..    “Yes.  And he hadn’t just lied to me.  Ray was there, thinking he was going to be working for Lucas.  But what he wants, is for me to give my son, Lucas, with Jenna, my last name and marry Ann.”  Bobby said.    “Ann?” Amanda asked.  “Who is that?”    “Apparently your husband knew her.  And Lucas wasn’t pleased that Ann was thrown over.  He wants me to marry Ann and bring her here to Southfork to live.”    Before J.R. could chime in again, Amanda spoke.    “I’m sorry, but this is a very elaborate ruse for an outcome that this  man still cannot make happen.  Am I missing something?” Amanda asked.    Bobby nodded.    “Yes.  But now I need to talk to J.R. alone.  You need to get packed.  I’m sure your father would be relieved if you would go back to Denver so he could look after you.” he said gently.  Amanda nodded, then turned to leave the room.  Once she was gone, Bobby turned to his brother.    “I thought she was staying with Sue Ellen?” Bobby asked.    “She was.  But I paid Sue Ellen a visit, found the Princess there as well and brought her back here to  help  me with my stress.  That was damned traumatizing to watch your wife shoot our mother!”    “Sit down, J.R..  Unfortunately, I have something else that’s ‘damned traumatizing’ to tell you.”</blockquote>

Verification: Who played JR Ewing?