"Hey there, how are you today? I saw Henry and BJ today, BJ still is mad at me, but she said she was praying for you. I just wish you would talk." Reba said wiping tears off her eyes. Reba layed her head on Brock's chest and fell asleep from exahstion and cying.
Reba felt someone rubbing her head when she jolted up. "Hello Reba, how are you?" Brock asked groggily. "Oh my g.." Reba said kissing him. "What happened here? Why am I in a hospital?" Brock asked. "You mean you don't remember anything at all?" Reba asked.
"I remember that my name is Brock and yours is Reba, I have an employee named Barbra Jean and your my wife right?" Brock asked. "Uhhh, Brock, I hate to tell you this, but we're not married anymore, you are sorta a single person, you aren't married to anybody." Reba said.
"How is that?" Brock asked. "Well for one, you divorced me for Barbra Jean, because you got her pregnant." Reba said and she decided to leave everything else out that had happened in the past 7 years. (I count 2001 as a year and 2007 equals 7 years.)
Brock looked at the ring on his finger and looked back at Reba. "I knew you were just teasing with me." Brock smiled. "Uhh sure we'll go with that, but I better go and get the doctors so you can get home, you remember how to walk right?" Reba asked.
"Yeah, I'll be right here if you need me." Brock said as Reba walked out of the room and up to the desk. When Reba walked back to the room Brock was standing next to the window.
"Hey James Dean! Let's go home!" Reba said. Brock nodded and walked out. (And no worries Brock was in his clothes ok?)
"When Brock and Reba pulled into the driveway, Cheyenne and Van were bickering over something on the front porch. "Hey guys how are you?" Brock asked as he walked up the steps. "Hey dad." Hey Mr. H." Van and Cheyenne said at once still not noticing them.
"Hey Reba, who's that?" Brock said pointing to Van. "Your son in law and the father of your first grandchild." Reba answered. "I've got a grandchild? Where is it?" Brock smiled. "She's at a friend's today." Reba said. "Oh ok, well I can't wait to meet her." Brock said.
About two hours later Brock, Reba, Cheyenne, and Van were sitting in the living room and no one was speaking, because Van, Cheyenne, and Reba were afraid to let the truth slip by accident.
"So uhhh Van, Cheyenne, can I speak with you please?" Reba asked grabbing their hands and yanking them into the kitchen. "So what are we gonna do about dad?" Cheyenne asked. "It looks like we'll have to play along untill his memory returns." Reba said. "Yeah, well it's gonna be hardest for you." Van said.
"How?" Reba asked. "Well your pregnant and he's gonna think your making yourself throw up because of him." Van said. "Ok well I'll keep him satisfied, but I'll have to tell him sometime." Reba said.
With the last word Reba said she had no idea what she was getting into. I know this chapter sucked but oh don't worry it's gonna get awsomer!