With his hand pressed tightly to face, in a hallway where no one could see them, she tried to scream, "Shh…" he whispered. "You don't want to do that," he said starting to kiss her neck, "I've missed you," he said. Reba started to shudder and cry, "No, no, you wouldn't want to make a scene…," he told her, taking what looked like a picture out of his back pocket while still trying to kiss her. His kisses make their way from her neck down to her collarbone that was showing from her v-neck t-shirt.

He finally picked his head up and showed her the picture he had taken out of his pocket. It was a picture of Reba and Kory through her living room window. "She's so cute," he ran his finger down the photograph as if petting it. Reba started to breathe heavily and continue to cry, "What did I just say about making a scene?" he stressed getting angry now, and Reba knew that that only meant trouble in the past.

Not caring about what he was saying she tried to turn her head to the side and yell for help, but he whipped her head back to look straight at her, "You wouldn't want anything to happen to Kory now would you? If you don't shut up, you might wake up tomorrow morning and little Kory here might not be in her crib next to your bed," he threatened. She stopped making any noise. She stopped breathing and all. She was suddenly as very, very quiet.

He was scaring her. They never told him they named the baby Kory or that she stayed in their room. They hadn't had any contact with him since he stumbled into their house drunk one afternoon, and that was a long time ago, before Kory was even really starting to show.

She tried to push him off, getting his hand off of her mouth she said, "You leave my baby alone!" with a slight crack in her voice.

He came back with full force and shoved her back onto the wall. He started to angrily laugh, "Alright, now your pushing it," he warned. "If you want to wake up with all of your family safe at home, then you'll show up here tonight at 7:00 p.m. alone. If I find out that you told anyone, or you brought anyone with you, you'll regret it. That's a promise, not a threat. Do you understand what I'm telling you?"

Reba nodded and shot back with, "Do you understand when I say you touch anyone in my family, and you will regret it?"

"Always were the tough kind weren't you?" He pressed himself up against her as hard as he could. Reba winced in pain and he said, "I'll see you tonight baby," leaving one final kiss on her neck.

He walked away, and Reba tried to wipe away her running make-up before she headed back to her husband and daughter. When she finally felt that she was decent looking she walked back over to Brock, picked up Kory hugging her tight to herself, and said, "Common, we're leaving."

"Honey, what's wrong? You're starting to scare me."

"Nothing, we're leaving! I'm not talking about this now. Not here."

"What are you talking about Reba?" he said, taking her arm and stopping her.

"No Brock!"

"We'll leave when you tell me what's going on!" he told her.

"Brock," she pleaded with him, "Please don't do this, lets go home," she said starting to tear up, looking as if she was about to loose it.

"Al-alright, but you're not getting out of this one. When we get home we're talking about this."

And they left. Leaving Reba with a hard decision: to meet with Kevin tomorrow, not knowing what he was going to do, or take the risk of getting her family hurt…