We Were Supposed to Grow Old Together
A/N: Sorry y'all for the long wait, but I am so busy with work and all the wedding plans!
A/N 2: Ok, so I am writing again and I can't sleep, so if this stinks it is because I'm living on 3 hours of sleep.
A/N 3: Ok, this takes place at the very first episode. It starts at the time when Reba yells at Brock "You, you ruined everything! We were supposed to grow old together!"
A/N 4: Also, in this story Cheyenne & Van are collage graduates. They are about 21 and have been dating since high school. And Reba and Brock are in their mid 40's. (I just notice what I wrote before. It didn't make sense, because Reba and Brock would have been almost 14 when they had Cheyenne! LOL)
Summary: True love is hard to come by, so when you have it; don't throw it away. (In other words, don't be a monkey's butt!) You'll have too read it too learn more.
Declaimer: I don't own anything but the story line.
Enjoy
Chapter Three: I Still Care About You
When Reba woke up all she could here were monitors beeping and voices that she could not recognize. The room was bright and very cold. She put her hand up to cover her eyes. She moaned from the pain of the headache she had.
Then the room suddenly got quiet. The voices stopped and all that could be heard were monitors. Reba started to be able to make out the voices when they started up again.
"Is she dead?" yelled, dimwitted Van.
"Feel her to see if she's cold!" piped up Cheyenne.
"Is mommy dead!?" said sad little Jake.
"Maybe I should video tape her, in case she takes her little journey." Said, the always crazy Barbra Jean.
"You are such an airhead!" said Kyra, with a smirk.
"Kyra, that's enough!" said Brock, trying to get them all to stop.
"Everybody, shut it, now!" yelled Reba, who had listen to the whole conversation, and by now she was really annoyed.
They all jumped when they heard her shout.
"Mom!" yelled all four kids. Yes, all four kids; Van has becomes a son to Reba, and Reba has been a better mother to him than his own.
"Reba!" yelled the two adults.
Then they started to talk constantly again.
"Please would all of y'all, stop shoutin' y'all are givin' me a worse headache than before!" Reba yelled.
Now they all quieted down.
"Mom, what happened? Van and I came back as soon as Dad called." Cheyenne said, quickly.
"Cheyenne, honey I'm fine." She replied.
"Mrs. H. you're not fine, you could have died." Van said, crying.
"But I didn't. I'll be fine; y'all don't have to worry about me." she said, calmly.
"Mom, how can you be so darn calm!? We could have lost you!" Cheyenne screamed.
"Cheyenne, honey I will be okay." She replied.
"I almost lost my best, best friend!" BJ said crying on Reba's shoulder.
"Oh would you get off of me ya big lollipop!" Reba yelled.
"Yep, she's back to her old self already" Van said.
"Kids, why don't you let your mother and I talk. How about all of you go get some food in the cafeteria, okay?" Brock said.
"But we want to make sure mom is okay!" said the kids.
"Kids, I am fine. It'll make me feel better if all of you go and get something to eat. It's late and dinner was supposed to be an hour ago. Go on." Reba said.
The kids went, with so force, to the cafeteria. Barbra Jean went with then, after Brock made her go with them.
"Reba, what's going on?" Brock asked.
"What do you mean?" she said, trying to play innocent.
"Reba, I mean it! What is going on!? I thought everything was fine, but then my mother tells me you need me! And then you faint!? What is going on, Reba?" Brock said, sadly.
"Hello Mrs. Hart. I am Dr. Townly." Said the doctor coming in. Ah, saved by the doctor. Reba thought.
"How is she?" Brock asked.
"Um, Mr. Hart I presume." He replied.
"Yes, but it is Ms. Hart." Reba added.
"Okay, then Mr. Hart, I would like to talk to Ms. Hart, privately. If you don't mind." The doctor said nicely.
"But…" Brock stammered.
"Go, Brock." Reba said firmly.
Brock soon left the room. Then the doctor moved closer to Reba and looked at his chart.
"So, Ms. Hart…"
"Oh, call me Reba."
"Okay, Reba it says here you passed out. From so test we have determined that you have high blood pressure. Where you aware of that?" the doctor asked.
"No." she answered.
"Well, it also says you are pregnant. Where did you go to the doctor's office last? Do you know how far along you are?" he asked.
"I went about two weeks ago. Dr. Stokes said I was about two and a half months along. Wait,
how is the baby? Is everything okay?" She asked quickly.
"Yes, Reba. This was a way for you body to tell you to slow down. Everything is fine, but you have to take better care of yourself. You need to keep your stress levels down! And now that was know you have high blood pressure keeping your stress down is even more important." He said.
"Okay. When can I go home?" she asked.
"We want to keep you over night, but you can go home tomorrow." He said with a smile.
Then the doctor left and Brock rushed in right away. He came over to the bed.
"Is everything okay, Reba" Brock asked.
"Yes, I was really stressed out. He said I have high blood pressure." Reba replied.
"Oh thank God. Well, how are you feeling now?"
"I have a head ache, but not too bad. Don't you need to go to BJ, who needs you" she said, mocking him.
"No, she is fine. I'm here to make sure you're okay."
"Well as you can see I am fine, so you can go."
"Reba, why are you pushing me away?"
"Hmm, oh I don't know. I guess I am not exactly friendly to the man I was married to for twenty years and cheated on me and is marrying his pregnant mistress, who came to my daughters wedding!" She shouted.
"Reba, you know, I still care about you."
"Yeah, sure. Well, you can go now. I am fine."
"You know, you don't always have to be the strong one. You will always have me to lean on." He said looking in her eyes. 'Oh, those beautiful blue eyes! She is even beautiful when she's yelling at me.' He thought, while zoning out.
"Brock, hello Brock, you were just staring at me with a glazed over look." She said.
"Oh, sorry." He said coming out of his daze. "But, you do know that, right?"
"Brock, I am fine now. You can go back home with BJ." She said, not showing any emotion.
They then kid rush in.
"Mommy! Are you okay?" asked little Jake.
"Yeah, mommy is fine." Reba said hugging her son.
"Mom, the doctor stopped us and said he talked to you already. Is everything okay?" Cheyenne said.
"Yeah, he said that I have high blood pressure and that I need to keep my stress levels down." Reba said.
"Yeah, with the cotton candy blonde, that won't be easy." Kyra said with a smirk.
"Kyra, be nice to BJ." Brock said.
"Mom, we got you some flowers!" Cheyenne said.
"And I got you some candy." Jake smiled.
"Oh, aren't you all so sweet." Reba said when they handed the gifts to her.
Reba stayed in the hospital for two days, and now she could finally go home! They wanted to keep her to monitor he blood pressure and her pregnancy. Today she could finally go home!
"Are you ready to go home Mrs. H?" Van asked pushing her wheelchair.
"I have been ready for the past two days." Reba said. "Let's go home!"
When they got home the entire house was cleaned. Everything was spotless! They even had a big dinner set up at the dinning room table.
"Wow!
Are you sure this is the right house?" Reba said when they walked
in.
"We cleaned it up for your coming home! Do you like it!?"
Jake told him mom.
"Oh, that was so sweet of all of you. Thanks so much!" She said smiling and hugging all of them.
The next few days were hard for Reba. She was still throwing up and still had dizzy spells, but she had to try to go on with life as normal. Though she knew that it would not be normal for long! 'How am I going to tell him? What am I supposed to say? "Oh, Brock I love you! I need you! I am pregnant, and I need you back! Leave Barbra Jean, and come back to me!" Yeah, that's not gonna happen! What am I going to do?'
A/N: Okay. Well, as some of you know, I am now a married woman! Paris was beautiful! Hope y'all are having a great summer! God bless! Take good care!
Until I write again!
