"Where's the mother?" asked one of the ladies standing at the door.

Jack let go of Kella and placed Karol into the crib, then walking over to his mother. "In here," He said before picking up Kella again.

Reba was sitting in her bed looking down at the locket that hung around her neck. The locket was a gift from Cheyenne for the last birthday that shespent with the Harts. Inside the locket on one side was a picture of the Hart family before she left and on the other was a picture of Jack and Melinda. Reba had tears in her eyes from looking at her family. She sighed and looked at her sleeping blue eyed daughter.

"Reba," Jack said "Whats wrong?"

When the Reba tried to speak she started crying. Jack noticed the open locket that was lying against the checkered hospital gown. Jack sighed. He put an arm around her, and pulled her close to his chest. Reba buried her head into his chest and just cried, She didn't care that her in-laws were in the room. She just wanted to feel loved by her husband, and she did.

Melinda smiled and put Hunter back into the crib.

"You'll be fine," Jack whispered into Reba's ear.

Reba sighed. "I need them so bad," she said in between sobs.

"I know," he said rubbing her back with his free hand, keeping the other under Kella.

Two hours later, the girls were asleep in the chair and Reba has sleeping in the bed. While he should be sleeping, Jack was pacing up and down the room. He was scared to death of rising triplets. He had gone from a family of five to a family of seven almost overnight. Their Texan home only had four bedrooms, what would happen when they go older. Jack had to stop worrying about the future and just focus on the present. Jack soon fell asleep on the couch.

Little did he know that he wasn't the only one who was worrying. Reba was trying to sleep when all the came to her head was the possible 'What Ifs'. After an hour of going though What ifs, Reba had a flashback.

Reba was pacing though her old living room behind the couch. She had to tell everyone about her relationship with Dr. Jack Morgan. Reba sighed. This was what she hated, being nervous about tell her kids something that they could end up hating her for.

"Mom. Whats up?" Cheyenne said as she burst though the door with Van, Elizabeth, and Aaron(Her son in season 6 was never named!)

"Kids sit down," Reba said as she paced round to the front of the couch where Kyra and Jake had already sat.

"Mom? Whats going on?" Jake said in a worried voice.

"Nothing," She said nervously. "Where's your father?" She added trying to change the subject.

Just then two blonde bimbos walked though the door with a little six year old.

"There," Kyra answered in her smartly voice.

"Ha ha very funny Kyra," Reba smarted back at her.

"Reba, please clam Barbra Jean down. She thinks your dieing." Brock said.

"I'm not dieing Barbra Jean. I'm fine," Reba said kindly

"Then why did you call us down here?" Barbra Jean questioned.

Reba took a deep breath. "I'm dating again," She told them in the strongest voice she could muster.

The kids had exited looks on their faces.

"Sweet," Jake said in his boyish cute voice.

Reba saw the feared look in Barbra Jean's and Brock's eyes and got scared. "Uhh."

"Who is he?" Brock questioned

"Dr. Morgan," Reba murmured under her breath

The next thing that the Morgan's knew they were on their to Jack's parents with the triplets in the backseat of their five passenger car. The older girls were picked up earlier.

Reba looked back at her sleeping angel's. She could pick apart their faces and tell who looked more like who. The girls both had blue eyes, but Emma had red hair and Karol had a mixture of both witch made her hair black. Hunter looked so much like his mother that you'll think that he's a boy. With his red hair and large blue eyes, he would be come a moma's boy.

They pulled up to a large ranch in the country. Jack parked the car and got out. He help Reba out, then picked up Hunter in his carrier. Reba got the baby girls in their carriers before going up to the front door. Jack turned the key and burst though the door.

Melinda was laying acrossthe couch, with her head upside down watching Madagascar. Kella was sitting in the middle of the floor with her blonde haired American Girl doll sitting in her lap while she brushed its hair.

"Hey girls," Reba said as she set the carriers down in front of the sofa.

"Hey Reba," Melinda said sitting up. "I won't do that anymore," she added as she rubbed her head.

"Mel?" Jack asked as he set down the carrier that he was carrying. "Can I se you?"

"Sure," Melinda said as she got up and walked over to her father.

They walked into another room while Reba sat on the floor next to Kella.

"Hi Sweetie," Reba said as she sat down.

Kella looked up from her dool's pin straight hair. "Hi," she said before looking at the t.v.

Reba sighed. She knew it. Kella hated her. "Whats her name?" She asked refering to the beutiful doll that sat in Kella's lap.

"Melinda," Kella answered before giggling at the movie.

"You named her after your sister?" Reba asked.

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I never knew Melinda. I was sent here before i got the chance to know her. I herd story after story. Then you came into the picture and it made my world go upside down. When i heard that you were coming, I was so happy. Growing up with your grandparents isn't fun. I never knew my mom, and really I didn't want to."

Reba pulled the nine year old on to her lap. "Kella, your father loves you more than he loves me. Kella he wanted you to be here with him everyday of his life. Losing you was one of the times of his life." Reba said as if it came from a Hallmark Card.

"I DON'T WANT THIS!!" The girl said before storming off to her room.