Reba stood outside her bedroom door praying that Brock was still passed out on the couch, so he couldn't see her trying to catch her breath, she forgot how hard being pregnant could be.

"Damn it, I forgot being his wife was hard." Reba thought. Reba was very tired of this, she couldn't help that Brock had lost his memory, but deep down she was glad that this baby was his, she wouldn't want to have it any other way.

Reba caught tears falling down her face and she wiped them away with the back of her hand and then she smiled. "Well Reba, let's go and see if your husband is awake." Reba thought aloud as she walked downstairs.

Brock was playing a game with Jake and apparently Jake was winning. "Hey there's both my boys." Reba said putting a hand on each of their shoulders. "Hey mom." Jake said getting back to their game.

"Hey Reba, why are you looking so peaked?" Brock asked looking at her red face. "Huh? Nothin', just a little tired." Reba said. "Well why not go to sleep, I'll be up in a minute." Brock said as he and Jake started their game up again.

"Ok well night." Reba said as she walked up the stairs. "I'm a lucky girl, who's dreams came true, but underneath it all, I'm just like you." Reba sang. "Now where did that come from? Please don't tell me your a Hannah Montana fan." Reba said talking to the baby.

Reba was asleep when Brock walked in her room or as he thought "thier" room. "You look like a sleepin' angel." Brock said sitting next to her and stroking her hair.

"Tomorrow we'll see if I can remember anything at all. Night." Brock said kissing the top of her head.

Reba was puking her guts out in the hallway bathroom and she saw a sneaker in the mirror. "Hey Mrs. H, are you ok?" Van asked. "Pregnancy is hell." Reba chuckled. "Yeah I know the feeling, but at least Cheyenne's pregnancy is almost over." Van said.

"Have you two thought of any names?" Reba asked pulling her knees to her chest and sticking her head in between to stop the nausea. "Yep, I like Dakota, and she likes Shelby, but I hope she goes with Dakota, Shelby is such a girl's name." Van said picturing his son with a girl's name.

"Well I'm just glad you thought of two names, well you'd better come up with two more names or you're gonna end up callin' the kid Dakota Shelby or Shelby Dakota." Reba said getting up.

When the morning sun crept through the window, Reba found she was asleep on the floor in the hallway. "Mrs. H? Are you sure you're all right? I fell asleep out here to." Van said. "Why?" Reba asked sitting up.

"Well you're really the only mother I ever had." Van said as he sat up to. "Aww you're to sweet." Reba said hugging Van. "Well let's check on Mr. H." Van said as he helped Reba up. They both walked into Reba's room and apparently Brock had been looking for something because the room and dresser were in a mess.

"Ohhhh boy." Reba muttered. "What is it?" Van asked as he noticed that Brock was gone. "He was looking for my wedding ring." Reba said. "Well where is it?" Van asked putting things back in the dresser.

"It's right here." Reba said as she took the ring on her left middle finger off. "That's the wedding ring?!" Van yelped. "Yep, and you were puzzled why I always wore it." Reba said. "So that's basiccally the only thing Mr. H left you right?" Van asked.

"Yeah pretty much besides the house, car, and many broken pieces." "Of what?" "My heart." Reba said as she walked out of the room leaving a sad Van alone with that thought.

"Brock! You here?" Reba asked. "Yeah what is it?" Brock asked as he appeared out of no where. Reba screamed and jumped back. "Sorry are you ok? I woke up this morning and you weren't there." Brock said taking her hands.

"Uhhhh I fell asleep in the hallway, I wa just to sleepy to go on." Reba replied. "Oh well if you get tired just tell me and I'll carry you." Brock said. Reba looked up at him and his pale blue eyes shot right through her. "Thanks, but I'll be all right." Reba said breaking their gaze.

"Ok well I gotta go, I'm supposed to gt something today, but I can't seem to remember what it is." Brock said. "Well how about we just go for a walk?" Reba asked taking his hand. "Ok let's go.' Brock said as they walked out the door.

"So you seriously don't remember anything?" Reba asked. "Like I told you all that I remember." Brock replied. "Uh-huh, well do you rememer anything about us two?" Reba asked. "Yes of chorus I do, for one you aren't wearing yur wedding ring on the right finger." Brock said taking her hand and rubbing the ring.

"Oh sorry." Reba said as she started to put the ring on the right finger, but she knew if she did that everyone would know what had happened, so she stuck it in her pocket instead.

"So do you remember anything about the past 7 years?" Reba asked. "I remember something about a fight, but I can't remember me anything about it." Brock said. "Wait I want you to do something." Reba said stopping him. "What?" Brock said looking down at her.

"This." Reba bit her lip and she kissed him. "Well what did you want me to remember?" Brock asked. "Well... I just wanted to see something." Reba said. "Hmm well I want to see something to." Brock said. "What?" Reba asked getting nervous. "This." Brock said as he looked deep into her eyes and gave her a long kiss.

Reba had tears running down her face as rain started pouring down. "Come on let's get out of here." Brock said taking her hand.


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