Title: Going Away & Coming Back
Author: Kathy (MiSu-Fanatic)
Paring: Reba/Brock
Rating: M (sexual content for later Chapters)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. The stupid CW suckers do...!
Timeline: sets after the episode 3x22 – Core Focus
Summary: A marriage is on the rocks and a new love might rise.
A/N: English is not my mothertongue so please bare my english and don't be so hard on me when it comes to grammar and spelling...
and thanks a bunch to Chelsea who did the beta readin...Ur awesome gal :D
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Chapter 1: Talk
Reba sat down on a chair at the counter and let out a long sigh. She couldn't believe what was happening. Brock and Barbra Jeans' marriage was falling apart and Brock confessed to Reba that he thinks it was a mistake leaving her for Barbra Jean. Reba was shocked at his confession and she was slightly confused. She always thought that she was over Brock and that she didn't love him anymore, but his confession showed that there were still feelings for she couldn't deny no matter what.
To her it seemed odd though, that this was coming from him, while his marriage with BJ was on the rocks. 'What a coincidence...', she thought to herself and grabbed a soda. For the first time Reba was desprate and didn't know what she should do. His confession caught her off guard and she didn't know how to react.
Brock was always the one who said, that there wasn't a chance that their marriage would have survived. So why bother after three years, if it was over anyway. That was one of the many questions Reba asked herself and there was only one person who could answer them. But she wasn't really sure if she was ready to talk to Brock yet, since she wasn't sure about her own feelings at all.
Reba only knew one thing: no matter what happens and no matter what she or he wants, she won't become the other woman to the other woman, that was even to crazy for her.
Reba was pulled back to reality when Cheyenne walked into the kitchen, with a crying Elizabeth on her arms.
„Hey Mom...", Cheyenned greeted her and put Elizabeth into her highchair, walking over to the counter to prepare her bottle.
„Hey ya...what's the matter with Elizabeth?", Reba asked and walked over to her, picked her up carefully and kissed her forehead.
„She took her nap and just woke up, but I forgot her bottle.", she said and handed the bottle to Reba, who stuck the bottle into Elizabeths mouth. She immediately stopped crying and happily started to suck at her bottle.
„Oh Mom, I wanted to asked if you could watch Elizabeth tonight. Van's football team is having a dinner tonight. I already asked Kyra, but she said she has band practice and Jake is spending the night at a friends' house...", Cheyenne said and looked at her. Reba looked at her and than down to Elizabeth who was staring back at her.
„Hmm...alright...!", Reba smiled and kissed her cheek, causing Elizabeth to giggle.
„Awwww Mom you're a lifesaver...", she replied and kissed her cheek.
„Oh no problem...I kinda like to watch after my lil liz..", she smiled and sat down on a chair, with Elizabeth on her lap.
„Okay...I have to finish my paper...can you put her in her play pen when she is done?", Cheyenne asked and walked over to the fridge to grab a soda.
„Sure go ahead...", Reba answered and rocked Elizabeth a bit. Cheyenne walked up to her room and Reba kept rocking Elizabeth, until the backdoor flew open and a very angry looking tall, blonde woman stomped into the kitchen.
„WHAT...the hell is he THINKING..", Barbara Jean yelled in frustration and slammed the door shut, which scared Elizabeth. She immediatly started to cry and clutched Reba's shirt.
„Was that necessary...", Reba said through gritted teeth and hugged Elizabeth, trying to calm her down again.
„Oh...I'm sorry...", Barbra Jean mumbled and looked at Reba. „But Brock...", she mumbled and her eyes narrowed.
„Boy, what is the matter now?"
„He keeps moping around and everytime I ask what is wrong, he yells at me and says he is fine..", she muttered and sat down next to Reba. She streched her hand out to Elizabeth to caress her cheek. Reba swallowed and looked at BJ, as she went on complaining about Brock. Reba knew his weird behavior had something to do with her.
„I am not sure what is wrong, but I know something is very wrong...He seems like he is thinking of a way to leave me or something...", Barbara Jean finally finshed and got up to get herself some ice cream.
„We're just not happy anymore..:", she rasped out and stuck a spoon full of ice cream into her mouth.
„He drives me nuts the past few months...", she mumbled and took another scoop of ice cream.
„Barbara Jean...Why do ya think that? Brock loves you and at the moment he has a down time but I know it is goin' to be better soon..." Reba shifted Elizabeth in her arms and quickly calmed her down.
„How'd you know?", BJ asked and looked at her.
„Well I tried to talk to him, but he didn't want to...I know he will be fine...", she lied and took a deep breath. She hated lying, but she also knew she didn't have any other option. She couldn't be honest otherwise she will get between them.
„This is more than frustrating. First the 'Happy Pills' and now he shuts up...He drives me insane...Sometimes i really think it might better if we get divorced, so we both can get happy again...", Barbara Jean sighed and got some whipped cream.
„Oh no...don't say that I know you two can figure this out...You love him and he loves you...", Reba replied.
„No Reba...we're having trouble for months now...It is always the same.. We get mad at each other...or something bothers us...we fight, run away and later we make up, promising each other it will never happen again...and bam...not two days later and the same happens again. Maybe we love each other, but we have major problems that probably may never work out.."
„Oh Barbra Jean...Brock is strainin', I should know, I was with him for 23 years. He needs his space.", Reba said and looked at her.
„Yeah...and when ya give him too much he starts to fool around with his hygienist..", she mumbled and took another big scoop of ice cream. Reba immediatly tensed up and stared at her.
„Don't say that...my marriage with Brock had problems, yes...and if it wouldn't have been for you we might have sort them out.", Reba almost yelled on the way to the living room to put Elizabeth in her play pen. Barbara Jean dropped her spoon and looked at her shocked.
„So you're saying I wrecked your marriage?"
„I assume that is what I am sayin'...since you slept with my husband you moron! He knocked you up, because you two were too stupid to use protection", Reba replied in a snappy voice.
„You're sooooo mean. It wasn't my fault at all okay? He said I shouldn't worry about the broken condom...", Barbara Jean yelled with tears in her eyes.
„WHAT?", Reba said and looked at her shocked.
„You think I wanted to get pregnant...?!...Reba the first time we slept together was, when he told me his marriage was wrecked, that was until I talked to you...and I felt horrible...The second time was way later, when we were on that party and he kept going on about how he would like to work things out with you, but he knew there was no way you two could. The next thing I knew was that he was kissing me. Okay I had a crush yes, but I never ever wanted to get pregnant!"
„He..he...", Reba stammered, feeling her stomach pulling together. Barbara Jean walked over to her and sat down next to her, taking a hand in hers.
„It was an accident...the condom broke, althought he never told me. He told me it after he got to know i was pregnant. He thought we might have been lucky...", BJ whispered and squeezed Reba's hand.
„This is insane...but what do you want to do now?", Reba asked and shifted her position to look at her better.
„I don't think Brock and I have another chance. I know it won't work out...and he still loves you, so i won't be able to make him happy anymore.", she whispered, swallowing back her tears.
„Barbra Jean..that is not true...he loves you...", Reba answered but Barbara Jean cut her off.
„I saw you..!", she whispered and looked down. Reba gave her a confused look. „What?"
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Okay first Chapter...and my first attempt to write a Reba fic...please R&R...every review is welcomed no matter what it is about...