FYI This is a continuation of "Are you being Jealous?".
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"It's been three months since they've been under the same roof, but they haven't talked about getting back together," Cheyenne said to Barbra Jean. "I mean, Kyra said they may look like a couple, but they still sleep in separate rooms."
"Are you sure your father didn't sneak into your mom's room in the middle of the night Kyra?" Barbra Jean asked "The man gave her a ring, for Pete's sake, man don't just give a woman a ring without expecting something in return!."
"Hey, I'm not going to spy on them having ring-a-ding, that's gross! They are my parents!" Kyra made face.
"Ring-a-ding? Are you turning into Mom, Kyra?" Cheyenne asked with a smile.
She sighed and ignored her sister's comment, "I don't know about Mom and Dad, it could happen, but the way Mom's keeping her guard up, I don't think so"
"But we do want them to get back together" Cheyenne stated
"Maybe we can get her drunk" Barbra Jean suggested
"You tried that and it didn't work" Kyra reminded her.
Barbra
Jean took Reba to a bar one day and really got her drunk. When she
came back, she carried Reba on her shoulder and put her in Brock's
room. "What have you done to her?" Brock asked
watching Barbra Jean put Reba on his bed. "I did you a
favor" she winked "First of all, if you're gonna
get someone drunk, it has to be just the right amount, not completely
knock her out! And second, you knew she'd kill you when she found out
what you did! And she'll kill me too!" "Well..."
Barbra Jean just realized what she did was wrong. "You
better stay here and help me take care of her!" Brock was mad at
Barbra Jean "Are you kidding? She'll kill me!"
Barbra Jean started to panic "She'll kill us both! Where
was that fear when you decided to get her drunk!?" Brock
panicked too, and hearing Barbra Jean make that squeaky sound when
she was upset didn't help. "Oh just get out, I'll handle this" Just then Reba began to stir. She knew she was going to be
sick. Immediately she tried to locate the bathroom, but couldn't
quite figure out where she was. Reba ran towards the hall, but her
sudden action caused her to become light-headed and fall in front of
the closet. Brock tried to catch her, but it was too late. He knelt
down to help by holding her hair back and patting her back while she
puked her guts out on the floor. He carried her back to her own bed,
and returned to his room to clean up after her mess.
"Yeah, your mom banned me from coming here for one whole week" Barbra Jean recalled the night of Reba's drinking incident.
"I got it!" Kyra said "they looked happiest when Elizabeth is here. I heard them talk about the past, when they were together, I mean,"
"Good idea, maybe we can let Henry and Elizabeth stay here for a while, and we all go on vacation! Just leave them alone. That might help bring back some old memories," Barbra Jean suggested.
"I love that idea! Van and I haven't been alone together since our honeymoon, and with another child on the way, maybe we can take a break for a while"
"Yeah, Danny and I can go somewhere together just the two of us"
"And where Jake and I gonna be?" Kyra stated the obvious.
"Can you go somewhere with the band?" Barbra Jean suggested,
"Mom would never let me go alone"
"Take Jake with you!" Cheyenne agreed with Barbra Jean
"Just in case you hadn't noticed, mom isn't stupid. She'll be on us when everyone suddenly leaves. Tell you what, I'll come up with something, Why don't you guys just go"
"Go where?" Reba walked into the kitchen where they held the secret family meeting.
"Van and I are going away together" Barbra Jean burst out, Reba caught her off guard, so she panicked.
"She's after your man now?" She asked Cheyenne
"No, what she meant to say was Van and I would like to take a vacation before the new baby arrives, and if you don't mind, can you take care of Elizabeth for a week?"
"Sure, no problem. When are you going?"
"We haven't decided yet, we thought we better check with you first"
"OK, just let me know" Reba took one more look at Barbra Jean who pretended to read the coffee cup. She wasn't mad at her anymore, although she was upset at BJ's bad stunt, but she knew Barbra Jean just meant well for her and Brock. She couldn't really blame Barbra Jean when she was the one who drank those Tequila shots BJ ordered. She just shook her head and left the room.
"You almost blew it!" Kyra yelled at BJ "Now, it's your turn to go tell dad, and don't let mom know you're leaving Henry with him" Kyra planned
"OK, when and where I am going?"
"I think you should just go for a weekend. So mom won't be suspicious of why you and Cheyenne are both away at the same time" Kyra planned carefully. She told them about the plan, they all agreed. They all wanted Reba and Brock to be together again.
Cheyenne dropped Elizabeth off on Thursday afternoon before heading to Las Vegas with Van.
Jake had his stuff packed in a duffle bag, and headed towards the door.
"Jake, where are you going?" Reba asked
"I'm going to make me some money, Van said he'll pay me 200 plus a PSP for house sitting"
"All by yourself? You're not going anywhere young man"
"Would it make you feel better if I go with him?" Kyra asked.
"You?"
"Yeah, he can keep the PSP and I'll keep that 200"
"Oh man!" Jake cried.
"You trust me, don't you mom?"
Over the years, Kyra had shown that she had grown into a responsible adult. She had her music career, although with just a small band, she could modestly afford her own place, but she chose to stay with Reba. Especially after Cheyenne and Van moved out, Reba had been lonely. Reba knew that Kyra didn't want to leave her alone. They grew closer to each other, since Cheyenne wasn't always commanding Reba's attention; they found that there were pretty much alike. Kyra took a lot after Reba, beside the appearance and singing talent. They also had the same personality. Cheyenne was more like her dad.
"Mom?" Kyra snapped Reba out of her thoughts.
"Fine! But be prepared that I might pop in to see what you're up to!"
"Elizabeth can have my room when I'm gone mom" She gave her mom a hug before leaving the house with Jake. Reba sighed, it would be just for a few days, but she really felt like everyone was walking away from her.
"Are you OK Reba?" Brock walked in and saw that she was in tears.
"I'm fine thanks. I was just thinking someday, Kyra and Jake will move out, and..." she lost her words when Brock pulled her into his arms. When that day came, would he still be here to support her? She thought.
For the past few months, Brock had given her the space she asked; he hadn't tried to push her in any direction. He kept her close but not too close for her to feel uncomfortable, yet Reba found herself moving a little bit closer to him everyday. They lived like they used to when they were together, she'd do his laundry when he mowed the lawn, she cooked and he would do the dishes.
"Grandma, are you OK?" Elizabeth walked into the living room seeing Reba was crying on Brock's shoulder, "Grandpa made you cry?"
"No honey, Grandpa didn't make me cry." She left Brock's arm and pulled the little girl into a hug. "It was a happy tear, I'm happy I get to spend a whole week with you" she lied, but the girl didn't need to know that.
"Grandpa will be here too, won't he?"
"Yes, I'll be here" Brock stated firmly, hoping his words will give her some support that she'd not be alone.
"So what would you like to do today, sweetie?" Reba wiped her tears and tried to cheer her up, it was no use feeling blue in front of the kid.
"I want to go shopping" Elizabeth jumped up and down. Brock and Reba laughed 'Yep, definitely Cheyenne's daughter!'
"Alright, shopping it is, your Grandpa also needs a new pair of socks" Reba said watching the girl jump with joy. "But I have to go wash my face first, you play with Grandpa while you wait for me here OK, baby?"
"And get changed too?" Brock and Reba laughed even louder, it looked like Elizabeth didn't like what she had on, just like Cheyenne.
Reba came back to the living room with fresh make-up and dressed to impress.
"You look prettier, doesn't she grandpa?" Elizabeth liked this dress better.
"Of course she does, she's always pretty" Reba blushed by his comment; she noticed Brock had changed too.
"You're going somewhere?" asked Reba
"Yeah, I'm going with you guys"
"Since when do you like shopping?"
"Since you dress like that" he pointed to her. She wore a knee-length colorful dress. She looked elegant, yet a little bit sexy to his eyes. "I want to make sure no one is hitting on you!"
"Who'd hit Grandma?" Elizabeth was startled. The two adults chuckled. Brock picked her up and explained.
"No one will ever hit grandma, what I meant was I want to make sure no one will take her away from me" Elizabeth looked satisfied with his answer. Brock carried the girl out to the car; Reba locked the door and followed them.
