Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Reba characters.

Notes: Basically about Reba and Brock. My first fan fic please review!

Chapter 1 Barbra Jean?

"Good morning honey!" Brock said to Reba. "Hey Brock, breakfast's on the table," "Oh it looks good." "Of course it does you mo-ron I made it" Reba shouted.

"You know that woman from church; I think her name was Barbra Jean." Reba asked while starring at her husband. "Yeah… so what?"

"You don't like her or anything… right?" "What!?! Of course not honey!" "I love you, and the kids, why would I leave you for her!?!"

"Well, good because just to let you know I'm inviting her for dinner tonight." "What?!? Why?!? She's so weird, I heard from a couple of my buddies that she has over 400 Beanie Babies, and when we go to church she is always staring at me!"

"No Brock, she is just very friendly and to me she is a very kind hearted person"

"Fine, but remember I warned you"

Dinner Time 7:00Pm

Doorbell rings

"I'll get it!" Announced Kyra. "Oh hi! You must be Cheyenne?" "Nope, sorry she's the one who can't spell." "Well at least I can spell shutupKyra!" she yelled back.

"Well hello Reba! Thank you so much for inviting me." "You are very welcome Barbra Jean." "So where's Brock?" "He's out right now buying us some more food." "Oh ok."

Brock comes in through the backdoor

"Hey Brock what took you so long?" Reba said. "Do you not know how long those stupid lineups are? And did you know a plastic bag costs 10 cents, each!" "Yes Brock, who doesn't know that?" "Me!" shouted Brock.

"Oh hey Brock! I'm Barbra Jean! It's very nice to meet and see you" "Umm… yeah it's nice to meet you too."

1 hour later

"Ok kids dinners ready!" Reba shouted.

"Ok Barbra Jean, once again this is Van, Cheyenne, Elizabeth, Jake, and Kyra." "Don't worry Reba I know all of you now. Oh hey Brock can you come into the living room with me?" Reba and Brock were both puzzled by this request. "… Why?" Brock questioned. "Oh don't worry I'm not going to steal you from Reba or something," She giggled.

"Just go with her Brock" Reba said. "Fine, let's go"

Brock and Barbra Jean walk into the living room

"Yeah so what do you want with me?" Brock asked, giving her a puzzled look. "What do you mean honey?" she asked with a confused look on her face.

"So anyways you can stop pretending to not like me, I was just wondering when you're going to tell Reba about us."

Still puzzled Brock replied "… What do you mean us?"

"Come on honey, remember me and you? You were going to leave her for me and then we'd get married and then live happily ever after" she replied staring at him.

"What!?! Are you crazy or something, I don't even know you!"

Tears were welling up in her eyes. "Stop joking around Brock! I know that you love me"

"What!?! Did you just say?"

At that moment they both turned around and saw Reba.

Brock ran up to her and grabbed her hand.

"Oh no honey you're mistaken, she's just crazy!" Brock replied while looking into her beautiful eyes."

"What do you mean I'm crazy!?!" Barbra Jean shouted back.

"You told me that you were going to leave her and then we could get married and live happily ever after with our son!"

Now tears were welling out of Reba's eyes. "Brock you mean to tell me that you have a son with that woman!?!"

"What!?! Are you crazy Barbra Jean I don't have a son with you!" Brock yelled back.

"Stop kidding around Brock, don't you remember what you said to me when you proposed to me? You told me you'd leave your current broken marriage and start a new life with me and your son and you'd make me a very happy woman!"

Now tears were bursting out of Reba.

"You… you… mean… to… tell… me… that… you're… leaving... me … for ...?" she just choked and couldn't finish her sentence.

"No! No! No! Honey, I love you and the kids very much and I'd never leave you for her, I'm very happy with my life as of now! You made me who I am today, and don't ever forgot all those memories that we have, what we have is special and I don't ever want to lose it!"

"Liar, you told me that you hated her, and that you thought she was bossy, and rude to you and that you thought that you deserved better!" She was glaring at Brock now.

Reba just couldn't stand it anymore; she took her car keys and went out the front door.

"Wait Reba!" Brock shouted.

"So Brock now that she's gone you can stop the act and let's get out of here."

"What are you talking about?!? He screamed. "Get out of here now!"

"Ok ok fine, but I'll be back after; I understand that you want to explain to the kids first."

Barbra Jean leaves and all the kids gather around their father

"Mr.H what happened? Do you really have a kid with that woman?"

"Of course not Van!"

"Dad if you hurt mom I'll never forgive you, and how could you go and ruin our perfectly happy family?"

"No, no Cheyenne, I didn't do anything wrong! I don't know what's happening, and who that woman is, but more importantly do you guys have any idea where your mom could be?"

No one knew where she was going… not even herself.

The next day

Front door opens.

"Is it you Reba!?!" Brock shouted from upstairs.

There was no reply but he quickly ran down to see her standing there, evidently she'd been crying all night long.

"Reba where have you been all night?"

"We need to talk Brock, I don't know why she did what she did or if she's even telling the truth but we need to talk."

"Oh of course honey, let's go to the kitchen and talk about this ok?

"Fine, let's go."

"Ok honey so what do you want to talk about?"

"… Brock do you still… love me?"

Shocked at this question he quickly replied "Of course honey! I love you now and I always will!"

Starring at him she said slowly "Brock tell me the truth… do you have a… son with that woman?"

"Of course not honey! I'd never cheat on you!"

"How can I believe you Brock?"

He was looking into her eyes trying to convince her he wasn't lying.

"Come on honey…you know me I'd never do anything like that to you."

"Stop calling me honey! I know you and that's why I'm worried that you... you're… leaving me." Tears were rolling down her cheeks now.

"Reba! How can you say that?!?" Brock shouted with such force that even she had not ever heard him this mad.

She was afraid now, had she made him so angry now that he'd do something he'd regret later? "Brock… please just leave for a while… I want to think about this."

"No! I will not leave, how can you believe I'd do this to you!"

"Brock please just leave! Don't make this any harder than it already is for me!" She was crying now.

"...Fine… If you want… but remember if I leave, you will lose me, and we'll lose each other…forever…"