Thank you to everyone who left feedback and/or rated the posts. It's much appreciated! @superman fan & @Pammy P I am glad that you both found the last update really good. Of course all of the flashback scenes and the letters were borrowed from the original Dallas so it's not so strange that those parts are really great. I guess what I did was putting the pieces of the puzzle together in a way that fits the story I want to tell. In a way it's not much different from when I make fan music videos, as then I also use original scenes and piece them together in new ways to tell a story. But yeah I am glad you enjoy this story! @ilovesoaps100 I think most fans want to see a Bobby & Pam reunion. I know I would have loved to see it happen on the show, in the reunion movies or even on Dallas TNT. To be honest though when I first began writing this story I had not yet decided where to take Bobby and Pam's story. I knew I wanted to bring Pam back and have her be a part of Christopher's life. But Bobby is married to Ann now so I wasn't sure if it would actually make sense for him to dump her and get back with Pam after not seeing her for almost 30 years. But then after a while the story started writing itself and I knew where it had to go... I won't ruin the story for you. But a hint is that I am a sucker for happy endings... So I hope everyone keeps on reading. I think you will think it's worth it. I also really appreciate it when you let me know what you think of the story. Enough said and on to tonight's update. * Pamela Rebecca felt funny being back here. It was the house she had grown up in and yet the place hadn’t felt like home to her for quite a while. After she had moved out it had become her father’s house. But now her father was gone and the house seemed strangely empty without him. Her mother was there with her instead but she still couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was missing. She was half expecting her father to walk out on the patio any minute now and talk about some oil deal. But he didn’t since he was gone. The tension around the table was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. They both knew what their issue was and yet nobody had brought up the conversation yet. Realizing that her daughter wasn’t going to talk about it, Afton sighed heavily before she said, “I’m glad you were able to join me for lunch today. I didn’t like the way we parted on the night of your father’s funeral.” “I didn’t either,” Pamela sighed. “Look mom, I’m sorry I lost my temper. It’ s just that dad’s death was such a shock that...” “I know baby and it’s okay,” Afton said soothingly, as she gently took Pamela Rebecca’s hand into her own and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “I mourn for him too.” “So I’ve noticed,” Pamela frowned. “I never expected you to go see him before he died.” “I didn’t either,” Afton sighed. “To tell you the truth if I had known what it was about I might not have gone to Abu Dhabi. But I’m glad I did as it gave me a chance to say a proper goodbye.” “And yet you robbed me out of that chance,” Pamela said bitterly. “You robbed yourself out of that chance when you left your father to rot in prison,” Afton pointed out. “After everything that went down between the two of you, Cliff didn’t think you wanted to see him and neither did I.” “You could have asked,” Pamela said in an accusing tone of voice. “I had a right to know that my father was dying.” “Yes and you would have if you hadn’t left him in that Mexican prison,” Afton reminded her daughter, “What were you thinking?” “He killed my babies!” Pamela raised her voice. “I know,” Afton said, looking sad. “I had a hard time to forgive him for that too. But I think I know why he did it.” Pamela’s eyes widened, “You do?” “Yeah he wanted to spare you the pain of having to lose them later on,” Afton explained. But her daughter was not buying it. So she shook her head in disbelief, “That’s crazy!" “Yes but your father was already really sick when he made that decision so it wasn’t exactly the act of a rational man,” Afton said, before her eyes turned misty. “Besides your father and I do know how much it hurts to lose a child,” Afton reminded her daughter. “We lost Jacob.” Pamela stiffened when she heard that name as her parents had barely even mentioned her little brother since he had passed away. But now being reminded of it her feelings overwhelmed her, “I remember,” Pamela said with a tear in her eyes too. “I lost my baby brother.” “You did but you dealt with the loss better than your father. Jacob’s death devastated him. It drove him to drink and when he was drunk he got mean and...” “Mom please we’ve been over this a thousand times before,” Pamela cut in, as she didn’t want to speak bad about the dead. “I have had enough of listening to you bad mouthing my father and complaining over what a lousy husband he was.” “That’s not where I was going with this,” Afton said in an upset tone of voice. “Really?” Pamela said defensively, crossing her arms, “Since you could have fooled me.” “You don’t know why your father fell apart when Jacob died now, do you?” “Because he was weak?” “No because he was feeling guilty,” Afton corrected her daughter. “You see the disease that killed Jacob is hereditary and your dad had it too. So he felt it was his fault that Jacob died and as much as I tried not to blame him for it, a part of me did too.” “I see,” Pamela nodded before she realized what her mother had really said and a horrible thought occurred to her, “But I don’t have it do I?” “No you are healthy, but you are still a carrier of the disease. So any child you and John Ross might have could end up dying before he or she is two years old,” Afton said in a quivering voice. “Just like Jacob did.” Pamela felt like someone had just kicked her in the stomach when she heard that. Because she and John Ross were trying to have a baby. They both wanted a child so badly but after having lost the twins Pamela had been hesitating. It had been hell to lose her babies before they were born. So she hadn't been sure she was strong enough to go through all that again. Then now when she'd finally decided it was worth the risk, her mother told her that she might lose her child before it was two years old. It was too much and Pamela just knew that if that would happen to her she would never survive it. “Why haven’t you told me about this before?” “I did but it was a long time ago and when you were pregnant with the twins I didn’t want to worry you,” Afton explained. “I was afraid the stress might cause you a miscarriage.” “Thanks for your concern but I had a right to know,” Pamela said angrily, as the tears spilled over on her cheeks. “So what’s the name of this horrible disease that I’ve got?” “Neurofibromatosis,” Afton said. “But that’s what killed dad!” “Yes,” Afton agreed. “The disease is really bad in infants and elderly people. I think Cliff’s father might have died from it too.” “So what you’re saying is that I’m cursed?” Pamela cried. “No,” Afton shook her head. “Chances are that you’ll never develop any symptoms of the disease.” “But dad did,” Pamela said, as she let her hand go up to her hair and she started to twist a lock of it around her finger. “Yes,” Afton cried. “He was healthy when we were together but in the last five years or so he was really ill. He even had a couple of brain tumors removed from his skull.” “That’s strange," Pamela's eyes narrowed. "I don’t remember dad having any surgery..." “That’s because he didn’t want to worry you,” Afton said. “Cliff loved you so he wanted to spare you the pain.” “But he still gave me a disease I never can get rid of and now thanks to it I can never have any children?” Pamela snorted since this whole situation was more than ironic. It was downright unfair. “I can understand that you feel that way now,” Afton said compassionately before she tried to reason with her daughter. “But I don’t think you should let that stop you from having children. Chances are that you’ll have a healthy baby. I mean I had you and I am glad for it.” “But you lost Jacob,” Pamela said. “I did,” Afton said pensively. “But I am still glad I have you. I love you Pamela and despite everything your father loved you too.” “Thanks mom. I love you too and I would love to become a mom. But knowing that my baby might die within two years I just don’t know if I’m willing to risk it,” Pamela said, as she could feel a headache coming on. Her conversation with her mother had left her with a lot to think about. She now understood why her father had acted so crazy towards the end of his life. But it didn’t make up for the loss of her babies. There was a void in her life that could only be filled by having a child but now she didn’t know if that would ever happen. What was even worse was that she and John Ross were already trying to have kids. But that she didn’t tell her mother, as she didn’t want to burden her with that. There was one person however who definitely needed to know about this. But she didn’t know how to tell John Ross about her family’s disease without breaking up her already frail marriage.