Disclaimer: Blah, blah… Not mine. (Only the parts that are different from the episode Van's Agent. FABULOUS episode!)

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Barbara Jean giggled as she shut the front door behind a fleeing Van and Cheyenne.

Reba managed to hold her anger at her son-in-law in check, realizing that Van wasn't going to bail her out of this one. "Barbara Jean, could you, uh, give us a minute, please?"

"Oh, sure. Oh! By the way, I have a suggestion on where you guys can go," Barbara Jean said cheerfully.

Reba bit back a growl and smiled, "I have a suggestion on where you can go, too."

Barbara Jean straightened her jacket. "I thought gay people were jolly," she said, rubbing Reba's nose in the fix Van had gotten her into. She walked outside to wait anxiously with the kids.

"Okay, Reba, what's goin' on?" Sadie asked, crossing in front of the door.

"Well, here's the thing-" Reba began nervously, struggling to think up a lie. "-It's a little bit funny, depending on your sense of humor. You see-"

Reba sighed, unable to believe that she was about to tell this great big secret she'd held in for four and a half years. And to a practical stranger! "-I'm a tiny little bit less gay than Van said I was." Reba wrung her hands, bringing herself to just say it.

Sadie nodded and looked at her hands. She looked back up," Oh, so you're not 'supergay'?"

"No, I have to powers of gayness whatsoever," Reba joked, smiling to lighten the mood.

Sadie smiled. "Oh."

"I'm sorry. When Van told you that he was just tryin' to cover up some lame joke of his-"

Reba sighed.

"Yeah, I see, I see," Sadie said. Raising her hand to show she wasn't offended. She crossed to the couch. "I mean-"

Reba cut her off as she summoned her courage. "-What he doesn't know, what nobody knows, is that I am."
Reba silently congratulated herself. Clearly, she still couldn't say it while looking at anyone, but she'd said it aloud. That was a step!

"Oh!" Sadie said, surprised. She turned around, looking at Reba, who remained motionless.

Reba took a deep breath. "Yeah."

"So… Van was trying to cover up his joke… But was right?"

"And he doesn't know it," Reba finished, finally walking closer. She nodded.

Sadie stood with her hands on her hips, deep in thought. "So, I'm the only one you've told?" Reba managed a nod. "Which is why you sent everyone out of the room. And why you were so uncomfortable with the whole idea? And why you ran out of the room after I'd told you Van said you were 'supergay'? You thought they knew?" Another nod. "And, you know, if Van hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have had any idea."

"You wouldn't have been able to tell if Van hadn't inadvertently tipped you off?" Reba asked, caught between relief and surprise. She'd always heard that gays could just tell. But, if she wasn't obvious, she could keep up the charade with her family for a bit longer. Just till she found the right way to tell them, of course. "I'm not obvious or-"

"See, I got no gaydar. How am I supposed to meet women? I got no gaydar, I got no dates, I got nothin'. It's because I'm no good. I'm bad. I am a bad lesbian," Sadie interrupted her. She sat down on the armchair, beating herself up.

Reba shrugged, sitting on the coffee table in front of Sadie. "Well, for as long as I've been a lesbian, I can tell ya, it's not easy."

Sadie laughed, "You know, when you come out of the closet, they never tell you how hard it's gonna be. All the TV shows and the magazines, they make it look so easy. 'Oh yeah, get out in the world. The women are waiting for you.' Well, you just look out there and tell my if you see any available women." Sadie pointed over her shoulder.

Reba, out of force of habit, followed Sadie's pointing. Looking up, she saw Barbara Jean in the window. Wide-eyed, she realized she was admitting all of this when the woman she'd secretly been in love with for two years was only a few feet away. Reba scrunched up her face and motioned with her head for Barbara Jean to go elsewhere.

Barbara Jean gave Reba the thumbs up sign and began flicking her hair back, mouthing, "Flip your hair," repeatedly.

"Yea, it's ugly out there," Reba finally nodded, her heart breaking.
Barbara Jean wanted her to go out with someone else! Could anything in the world hurt more?

Sadie smiled. "I don't know, I just… I just get a little lonely sometimes. That's all."

Reba nodded again, "Yea, I know. Like when you fall in love with your best friend-who's married to your ex-husband- and you think you've found someone you could be close to, but then you blow it by not really being out of the closet."

"Well, why do you think you blew it?" Sadie asked, genuinely confused.

"Well, if you were in the closet and had to lie about your sexuality and couldn't give me a real relationship, I wouldn't wanna date you!"

"Reba!" Sadie said, sitting forward. "I have a family! I can understand those little games you'll have to play. And not forever, right?"

Reba was taken aback that this might work out. She nodded.

"Hey, I'm still in the closet with some of my family. That's another thing we have in common!" Sadie said, patting Reba's knee.

Reba laughed, "So, I guess that means we can still go to dinner?"

"Well, if we're gonna be low-key for a while, I'm gonna have to cancel the violinist, and we'll have to say you're paying you own way."

Reba laughed again, making Sadie smile as well.

"Hey, you're not the kind of girlfriend who falls for my ex-husband, are you?"

"Fall for an egotistical pill-popper? Won't make that mistake twice."

They both laughed again as Reba opened the door, Van, Cheyenne, and Barbara Jean tumbling in as they tried to make it appear they hadn't just been attempting to eaves-drop.

"Wait. Wait a sec, I don't even wear contacts!" Van tried to recover.

"No, you don't, do you? No!" Cheyenne said, playing along as they all stood up, laughing.

"Stupid," Barbara Jean said, swatting Van on the arm as she played along.

"Where are you guys going?" Cheyenne asked, watching her mother lead the way to Sadie's car, Sadie close behind.

"Out to dinner," Reba answered, not trusting herself to turn to see their reactions.

"Don't wait up," Sadie joked, sensing Reba's nerves skyrocketing.

Barbara Jean stared at the departing redhead in shock. "Oh, my gosh. She turned Reba." She looked to Van, hoping he would stop this insanity. She suddenly felt as though she were missing out on something.

Van excitedly turned to his pleasantly smiling wife, "Elizabeth's gonna have two grandmas!"

Barbara Jean's look turned to one of sheer horror as she considered the possibility of Reba settling with this Sadie character. She looked back at the redhead who was sitting in the passenger seat and giggling with Van's agent as Sadie began backing up the car.

Van waved, smiling, while Cheyenne clapped happily.

Barbara Jean forced a smile and a wave.
At first, she'd wanted it to go well, but two grandmas? That meant Reba was settling! And not with her! Barbara Jean couldn't help but feel hurt.