Sparks Fly, and Wild Fires Burn
Setting- it's the end of the third season and Brock tells Reba he thinks he made a mistake by leaving her for Barbra Jean.
"What do you think you're doing Brock?! You love Barbra Jean, now go chase after her!" Reba yelled.
"Well… maybe I don't want to! Maybe I was meant to be with you all along…" Brock said.
"Then you should've thought of that before you ditched our couple's therapy, and ran off with Barbra Jean!"
"Please Reba just give me one more chance"
God why is he doing this Reba thought. I don't even want him back… or do I?! Shake the feeling off Reba you're a survivor, and your not going to let him play with your heart again!
"I'm sorry Brock. I gave you many chances before, and I'm tired of letting you get your way. You're now married to Barbra Jean, so go fix that relationship before you ruin it like you ruined our!" Ouch… cold one there Reba.
After Reba said that, she stormed out of the house and went for a drive, mean while…
"Barbra Jean please don't be mad! I'll stop taking the pills… I'll do anything to get your trust back! Please, I need you in my life! I'm sorry that I made you feel like I wanted Reba back, but I want YOU!" Brock said to her as convincing as possible.
"Well… I guess I can't stay mad at you" Barbra Jean said kissing him. "As long as you don't take the happy pills anymore I'll be happy"
"That's my girl, now why don't we go upstairs and count your beanie babies collection"
"Okie dokie smokie! Race you upstairs!"
Reba couldn't get Brock out of her head. All those things he had said to her, did he really mean it? Or was he just playing her? And even if he did mean those things, did she want him back?
As Reba was driving through the street, a car came passing through the interstate, and smashed her car. Everything went white, and it seemed as if Reba was in heaven.
*Ring Ring Ring*
"I'll get it!" Barbra Jean called out.
"Hello!" She said
"Hi, is this the Hart residence?" said a man through the phone.
"Why yes it is, how may I help you?"
"Well it seems that Ms. Reba Hart has been in a terrible car accident, and she's unconscious at the moment"
The phone fell out of her hands and her expression went blank, just a few seconds ago Barbra jean hated Reba, but that all changed now.
"What?! What is it Barbra Jean?!" Brock asked.
"It's Reba... she got in a car accident, and she is unconscious…" Barbra Jean replied.
"NO! This can't be happening! Let's go to the hospital now!"
Brock and Barbra Jean quickly got to the hospital, and Barbra Jean was in a funeral outfit with tears streaming down her face.
"I can't believe I let you where that!" Brock said.
Dabbing her cheek with a napkin she replied "I'm warning you pretty boy, if something happens to Reba I'll kill you!"
When they arrived Brock rushed to Reba's room. He quickly rushed to her. She turned to look at him meaning she was conscious now.
"Brock?" Reba could barely say.
"Oh Reba!" Brock said. He held her hands to his heart.
"I'm so happy your ok. I don't know what I would've done without you!" Brock said. He kissed her hands, then moving his lips up to hers and gently kissing him. She didn't have the strength to kiss him back, but he could tell she was trying. With that one kiss so many sparks flew. The room all of a sudden got hotter, these weren't sparks… these were wild fires burning up the entire room.
Just as Brock turned his head back he could see Barbra Jean staring at him and Reba. Tears streamed down her cheeks, she had obviously seen everything.