We start off with Cheyenne in the kitchen on her hands and knees waxing the floor. And Kyra walks in.
Cheyenne: Hey Kyra, be careful I just waxed over there.
Kyra: Ok (tries to step around it) What are you doing Cheyenne?
Cheyenne: I am cleaning.
Kyra: I realize that but why?
Cheyenne: I just had the sudden urge to wax the floor.
Kyra: Mom's gonna have a heart attack when she sees this.
Cheyenne: Ya I know I actually did something on my own! OK I'm done.
Kyra: Ok I can't believe I am asking you this but I am so bored...so you wanna go shopping?
Cheyenne: Nah...
Kyra: Ok see ya (starts to walk away)
Cheyenne: I'm kiddin' of course I'll go I never was one to turn down a shopping trip.
They head off
A little while later Reba comes in through the back door with groceries and puts them on the counter and just as she is walking over to the fridge to get something to eat she slips on the newly waxed floor and hits her head off the floor.
A few hours later Reba starts to wake up.
Reba: Where am I? (Tries to get up) Owww
Van walks through the door
Van: Mrs. H, are you okay?
Reba: Who are you?
Van: I'm Van, your son in-law.
Reba: Van? My son in law?
Van: Yeah...
Reba: Who did you marry?
Van: Cheyenne.
Reba: Cheyenne! My little girl... you married my little girl... but she's only 10.
Van: No she's like 22 now.
Reba: 22? I want Brock! Please get me my husband.
Van: Okay Mrs. H but first let me get you to the hospital then I'll go get him...
Van helps Reba up and they head off to the hospital...
Van: I'm here to admit me mother in law. I think she's had a fall and she doesn't remember who I am; she only remembers what happened like 12 years ago.
Nurse at the check in desk: OK fill out these forms please. And I'll check her in. (To Reba) Excuse me ma'am can you tell me your name?
Reba: Reba Hart.
Nurse: and what year is it?
Reba: 1993
Nurse: Okay why don't you come with me... (Reba follows the nurse and the nurse gets her a bed)
After a while Van comes in
Van: How are ya feelin' Mrs. H?
Reba: I'm okay; please go get me Brock now.
Van: Okay.
At Brock's house the phones rings and Brock picks up
Brock: Hello
Van: Mr. H It is Van.
Brock: Yeah Van what can I do for ya?
Van: Mrs. H wants you...
Brock: Why? What did I do this time?
Van: Well she had a fall I think and she thinks that Cheyenne is like 10. She doesn't remember anything after that.
Brock: Oh my gosh... is she physically okay?
Van: Yeah I think so just a little sore from her fall.
Brock: So you're at the hospital now?
Van: Yeah... and she wants you here... she thinks that you're still married.
Brock: Ohhh... okay I'll be right there.
Brock hangs up the phone.
Brock: BJ honey I've gotta go to the hospital for a while I'll be back later.
BJ: (yells back) Okay Bye
Brock arrives at the hospital and finds Van.
Brock: Any change?
Van: No but she still wants you.
Brock: great. Okay where is she?
Van: Over here.
Van and Brock walk into Reba's room.
Van: Hey Mrs: H look who's here.
Brock: Hey Reba how are you doin'?
Reba: Brock! I'm so glad you're here how are the kids?
Brock: They're good. They are at home...
Reba: Okay when can I get out of here?
Brock: Well I'll go check.
Reba: No stay here with me, Van go check please.
Van goes off to see the nurse.
Reba: Why Am I here Brock?
Brock: Well you had a fall in the kitchen, do you remember that?
Reba: Yeah, but why did Van find me and not you?
Brock: I was... umm... still at work.
Reba: oh okay.
Van comes back
Van: Mr. H can I talk to you for a sec?
Brock: Sure. (To Reba)I'll be right back
Out in the hall.
Van: Well the nurse says she can go home now but because she hit her head she has some amnesia.
Brock: Amnesia? For how long?
Van: They don't know. But the nurse said that we should play along with it. Or else it could get worst.
Brock: So I have to go back to being her husband?
Van: For the time being yeah.
Brock: Well this should be fun.
They walk back in.
Brock: Ok Reba I am gonna go and meet you at home. Van's gonna take you home.
Reba: Okay.
Brock: I'll see ya at home.
Reba: yeah see ya.
Brock leaves.
At Brock and BJ's
Brock: BJ honey, come here for a second.
BJ: One sec I am just finishing up in here.
She comes down from upstairs.
Brock: Were you having a tea party with your beanie babies again?
BJ: (in her lying voice) NOOO
Brock: oh my... anyways that's not what I wanted to talk about. Reba had a fall earlier today and that's where I was, visiting here today at the hospital.
BJ: Oh no! Is she okay?
Brock: Physical yeah.
BJ: Well maybe I should go visit her. And what do you mean physically?
Brock: NO honey I don't think visiting her would be a good idea right now.
BJ: Why?
Brock: Well she wouldn't know who you are.
BJ: What do you mean she would know who I am?
Brock: When she fell she hit her head and got a slight case of amnesia.
BJ: What else doesn't she remember?
Brock: She doesn't remember the past 12 years. She thinks Cheyenne is 10, she hasn't mentioned Kyra, and Jake in her mind hasn't even been born yet... (Brocks eyes widen and he gasps)
BJ: What?
Brock: Reba has Jake when Cheyenne was 12...
BJ: You're point is?
Brock: I think Reba might think she's pregnant!
BJ: with Jake?
Brock: Yeah!
BJ: WOW!
Brock: Yeah... okay I'll probably be spending a few days over there. I would suggest you don't stop by because that might confuse her even more than she already is.
BJ: Okay hurry back.
Brock: I will. I just gotta grab an over night bag. (Runs upstairs and a few minutes comes back down)
BJ: Just make sure that you two sleep in different rooms.
Brock: Barbra-Jean...
BJ: I'll be watching you two (does the finger thing with her eyes) and you know I can! I can see right into her house if I stand in on our upstairs toilet...
Brock: Yes I know Barbra-Jean we've been over this before. See ya later. (Walks out the door)
Back at Reba's. Van and Reba walk through the door.
Reba: Van.
Van: Yeah?
Reba: Why can't I remember who you are?
Van: I don't know...
Reba: Okay, and thank you.
Van: For what?
Reba: For everything you've done for me.
Van: It's no problem.
Reba: I'm tired it's been a long day. When Brock comes home just tell him I am upstairs please.
Van: Sure, can do Mrs. H.
(Reba heads up stairs) Not long later Brock walks through the front door carrying his overnight bag.
Brock: Hey Van.
Van: Hey Mr. H.
Brock: Where's Reba?
Van: Upstairs sleeping.
Brock: oh ok
Cheyenne and Kyra walk in
Cheyenne: Hey everyone.
Van: Where have you been?
Cheyenne: Shopping see (holds up her many bags)
Van: ohh yeah why don't you kjust throw our money down the toilet Cheyenne!
Cheyenne: Because that's just mean!