Reba What if?

by Dr. Michaela Quinn

What if Brock never would of had his mid life crisis? What if Barbara Jean and Brock never would have had Henry? What if Reba and Brock had never gotten divorced? What if Cheyenne and Van never had Elizabeth or got married?

1. Chapter 1

Reba

What If?

Brock Hart enters the kitchen where his wife Reba is making breakfast while Cheyenne, Kyra, and Jake are eating. He walks over and wraps his arms around her waist.

"How's my Reba?" Brock asks.

"Pretty good... Hey this is the kitchen. Stop it."

"Ew," Cheyenne says as she takes her plate over to the sink, "I think it is Kyra's week to do laundry." Kyra gives Cheyenne a disgusted look.

"No, Jake is 12, it's about time he learned how to do the laundry." Jake just looks at Kyra.

"Hey, dad's pants, dad's responsibility."

"Right there brother." Kyra high fives Jake. Cheyenne ushers Jake and Kyra out of the room, and Reba turns to Brock.

"Not in front of the kids Brock Lee Hart." (A/N: I know that Brock's middle name on the show is "Enroll" but I never really cared for it; and I like calling Brock a vegetable… Get it? =D But yeah, just as a fan fiction writers privilege to change up some stuff.)

"Why not Reba Nell Hart?" Brock asks in a teasing way.

"Because they weren't around when it happened the first time, and I don't want them to be around this time."

"Okay." Reba kisses him and then there is a knock at the door. Brock walks away from Reba and answers the door. Brock's dental hygienist, Barbara Jean Booker, is standing at the door. She pushes up her glasses.

"Hi Dr. Hart, Mrs. Hart." Barbara Jean says shyly.

"Hello Barbara Jean. What's going on with you?" Reba asks her.

"I wanted to invite you guys to my wedding."

"Who's the lucky groom?" Brock asks.

"Eugene Fisher. He works in our building, Dr. Hart."

"I remember him. He's a good man. I know that you will be good together." Brock says.

"Well here's your invitation." Barbara Jean hands it to Reba and smiles.

"Thank you Barbara Jean."

"You are very welcome, Mrs. Hart. Now I am going to go home and call the wedding coordinator."

"See you later, honey." Reba says. Barbara Jean exits through the back door. Brock walks over to Reba and laughs.

"That poor man. Poor Barbara Jean. I don't know who to feel sorrier for." Brock says as he wraps his arms around Reba and kisses her.