Disclaimer: I don't own Reba or any of the original characters

Chapter one

Reba looked at her watch. 10:45 PM. She decided it was about time to head for bed. Brock however had different plans. He came in the door without knocking.

"Wow," Reba said, "that's something Barbra Jean usually does." "Sorry. I just need a friend to talk to right now". He sounded really upset and she was instantly concerned. "Sure," she said, "come on in"

"Thanks. Are they asleep?" She nodded. "You can see them tomorrow though," she told him. "Thank you Reba," he said.

He was quiet for a minute. She broke the silence. "Are you okay," she asked him. "I will be," he answered, "I just felt like I needed a friend". She held his hand and told him they would always be friends.

"Reba, have you ever heard of a place called London," he asked her. She rolled her eyes. "Alex, I'll take duh for $400. OF COURSE I'VE HEARD OF LONDON" "Sorry, dumb question," he admitted; she motioned for him to continue.

"In London there is a resort called Fairy Tale Island. It's a twenty-one day program for kids and adult and I want to take the kids". She stared at him for a minute. "Brock," she said calmly, "this isn't like you'd be taking them across town or…something like that. This is to another COUNTRY!"

"It's only for twenty-one days" "I understand that but you're still-" "Reba, I know I scared you the other day when I didn't call and I am sorry for being so irresponsible. I just wasn't thinking" "Oh that make me feel so much better," she said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry Brock," she said, "but I have to put my foot down this time. I cannot let them go that far away without adult supervision." "Reba I AM an adult" "Cheyenne is more responsible then you are and she's 13, pregnant and married" "Reba calm down for a minute," he pleaded.

"I am calm but my decision is final. The answer is no" "Reba-" "NO" "Reba-"

"Brock can you do basic math," she asked him. "Of course I can" "Great. Let's try a simple basic math problem okay. "Okay"

"Okay great. N+O=?" "Reba" "It does not equal Reba. It' equal NO!"

"THIS IS SO UNFAIR" "Acting Jake's age is not helping your case. I'm definitely not going to let a three year old take them to London." "I'm not three" "PROVE IT," Reba challenged.

"What?" "You have 10 minutes to prove to me that you can act like an adult." A slow grin spread across Brock face. "I can do that," he said and all of a sudden she found herself in his arms being dipped and kissed. "Brock what the heck are you doing"

"I'm being an adult," he answered. "That's…not…exactly…what…I…" she stopped as she felt him cupping her breasts. "OH MY GOD. You can still so turn me on." "I…still…love…you"

"Brock, you're not trying to play my fiddle are you" "No but I'd like to put my bow in your fiddle" "Do you remember how to do it" "Oh yeah" Not fifteen minutes later he was inside of her.

As she climaxed in delight he kissed her deeply. "Let's not end yet" He rubbed her shoulders. "I have no intention to end right now. I haven't felt this good in awhile"

"You still know how to turn me on" "Thank you… and you know how to turn me on as well" Eventually he had to pull out. "BROCK THAT WAS THE BEST YOU'VE DONE IN FOREVER" "I love you," he told her honestly

"You really do," she asked him. "OH GOD YES. And I'll love you more if you can answer my basic math problem." Reba knew where this was heading. "Go ahead and ask it"

"Y+E+S+Y+O+U+C+A+N+T+A+K+E+T+H+E+K+I+D+S+T+O+L+O+N+D+O+N= what?" "Look, I just don't think… wait a second. Did you really mean it when you did that" "Yes I really did" Suddenly Reba was hit with a burst of inspiration

"I love you too but I'm sorry. You may not take the children to London" "But I have to Reba," he said. "Why do you have to," she asked him. "Because I already promised them I would"

"Why would you do that when you weren't supposed to see them?" "I didn't say it through myself" "Did you use one of those people they use in séances." "No BJ caught up with Jake and promised him that-" "I can see that woman doing something like that."

She hesitated. "Okay Brock. But you are required to wear a tracking device the whole time. "Thank you Reba. I will never mess up again."

Reba looked Brock up and down. "Nope, I don't see it" "See what" "The label reading, 'hello my name is GOD because he's the only one who never messes up" "What about the perfect man?"

"Well according to Lori-Ann the perfect man has more of his momma in him that his daddy so he can't be completely perfect cause she was human." He laughed. "Oh My GOD," Reba exclaimed, "I just realized something. Now I'm the other woman TO the other woman" But life was about to take the road full circle, unbeknownst to Reba or Brock.