A/N: This story takes place at the end of "Terry Halliway" but it's changed.

"Okay, say it again. I need to hear it one more time if we're gonna do this." Brock said touching Reba's arm.

"I love you Brock." Reba replied with a slight smile.

"That's all I need. With that I could climb the highest mountain or swim the deepest sea." Brock stated trying to hold Reba around the waist but she kept pushing him away. "Okay, go tell Terry you're leaving him." Brock pushed Reba in front of him.

"ME?" Reba rushed back over to Brock. "Why don't you go tell him?"

"Well he's your boyfriend." Brock said.

"Well he's your best friend." Reba replied.

"Exactly, we've been friends for ten years. You guys have only been going out for two. He's crazy about me." Brock responded. Reba glared at him and then across the room Terry came out to the counter with two bottles of liquor.

"Hey, there's the love of my life." Terry called from across the room.

"I'm here too!" Reba said and raised her hand. Brock, Reba, and Terry laughed. Brock walked towards the stage and Reba walked over to Terry.

"Hey, where've you been? Tryin' to get me jealous?" Terry asked. Reba chuckled.

"Terry, I need to talk to you for a second." Reba said.

"I want to talk to you too." Terry replied. He came from behind the counter and stood in front of her. "Reba." Terry took her hand and knelt in front of her. "I want you to marry me."

"Oh Terry." Reba responded. She looked down at him. She paused.

"Reba, I'm on my knees, just say yes like we both know you want to, so I can stand back up." Terry said. Reba nodded slightly. Terry jumped up and hugged her. "Yes! She said yes!" Reba looked over at Brock. "Go on Reba. Get up there and sing our song." Reba walked over to the stage and stared at Brock the entire time she sang.

"So far away… Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? It would be so fine to see your face at my door. But it doesn't help to know that you're just… time away. Long ago I reached for you and there you stood... And holding you again could only do me good. Oh how I wish I could, but you're just far away. Yeah, you're so far away… One more song about moving along the highway. Can't say much of anything that's new. If I could only work this life out my way, I'd rather spend it being close to you. But you're so… far away. Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? It would be so fine to see your face at my door, but it doesn't help to know you're far away… Yeah, you're so far away… Yeah, you're so far away…" Reba came down off the stage after she sang and looked at Brock.

"Hi Brock." Reba said.

"Hi Reba." Brock replied.

"Can we talk outside?" Brock asked.

"Sure." Reba responded. They walked over to the door and walked outside. When they get outside Brock put his hands in his pockets and looked down at the floor.

"What just happened in there?" Brock asked.

"What do you mean?" Reba questioned. Brock stared at her.

"I mean, you told me you loved me and then you accepted his marriage proposal!" Brock exclaimed.

"What was I supposed to say? The man had a ring Brock! We've been dating for two years. I do love him." Reba said.

"Which one of us do you love more? You can't love two men Reba. Please, choose me. I love you; I will give you the life you want." Brock stated.

"I'm not sure who to choose. I love you both. But Brock, Terry had a ring." Reba explained.

"I will give you a ring. Whatever if you'll choose me." Brock said. Brock turned to go back into the bar. "I'll give you until midnight Reba to choose which one of us you want." Brock walked back into the bar. Reba sighed.

"What to do? Who to choose?" Reba asked. Reba looked down at her watch. "It's 10:47 now. I have an hour." Reba put her hand on the doorknob and sighed again. "Reba Nell McKinney; you have decided to choose-"

TO BE CONTINUED