Hi I thought of something so I thought I would give everybody one last chapter to this story before I leave. So her it is…

Him! Why did it have to be him? The guy she was trying not to think of or dream about because he was the ex, the man who left her for a pregnant dental hygienist with two first names who left her with three kids and one of them a pregnant teenager. The same man who knew all her secrets, shared in on all the good times, who was there for her during three pregnancies and what happened to cause those pregnancies, and when she fainted because of her damn high blood pressure, he stood next to her when she rocked their granddaughter to sleep or when they watched their youngest child win the soccer championship. No matter what she loved him but the one question she kept asking herself was she in love with him. He just stood their shocked, looking at the gorgeous woman sitting there in front of him with her bright blue eyes full of surprise and she was wear that purple blouse that didn't close all the way at the top and that is where his gaze fell right at the little gap in her shirt. When she realized what he was staring at she slapped his arm because it was the only thing she could reach. He sat down in the aisle seat and got comfortable because he could tell from the look in Reba's eyes that this was going to be a very long flight.

She slapped Brock and he didn't get the message to go away because all he did was sit down next to her. She really wanted to know who planned this it could have been Brock or Barbra Jean then she started thinking about things being so strange that week how Van was supposed to be with Kyra's band but when Cheyenne came over she said Elizabeth was with Van. Then she thought of the suite cases, how they must have really been for her and Brock's little "vacation" then she realized who had done all this to them. "Oh my god the kids" Reba said shocked. "What about the kids Reba?" Brock asked worried. "I think the kids are trying to get us back together by sending us to Rome for a week." Reba said glad she had finally figured out why everyone seemed so secretive lately. "Why would they do that?" Brock asked shocked that the kids would do something that sweet for them. "Well I did overhear Jake tell Kyra that it would be great to have the family back together and it would be even bigger now with Henry and Barbra Jean." Reba said. "Well it does sound like something the kids would do. Now do you want to enjoy this trip or what?" Brock said trying to get Reba to be positive about their situation. "I guess I am going to Rome someplace I've always wanted to go, and I'm not even paying for it so I might as well enjoy it while it lasts." Brock agreed so he just turned to face to movie playing and decided Transformers was a good thing to watch right now because he knew that Reba would be asleep soon just like every time she was on a plane, and he was right of course because the next time he looked over she was fast asleep with her head against the window.

When she woke up Brock was snoring and she was glad that she didn't have the dream because that would have been embarrassing. When the stewardess came by Reba asked for a Dr. Pepper and laughed as Brock mumbled something about Jake not kicking the soccer ball so hard at him. The movie had changed to Miss. Congeniality and she had seen it with Cheyenne a hundred times already so she just turned to look out the window, the clouds looked so big and fluffy like the pillow she had been sleeping on just flew out the window and got a lot bigger. She heard a yawn and turned to see Brock waking up from his nap and his hair was all goofy looking like it normally was after a good sleep and she wondered if she looked as messed up as he did. She must have been because he was staring at her with those amazing eyes but really he was surprised to find that he hadn't just dreamed everything that was happening. He was going on a vacation with his ex wife because their kids had secretly set them up and he was really glad they had done it. He got really nervous when he noticed all they were doing was staring at each other, he started to run his fingers through his hair while she bit on her lower lip. She was driving him crazy by biting her lips she just made him want to kiss her more, he wanted to run his fingers through her wild red hair while kissing those perfect lips. Their eyes met and everything inside them sped up their hearts beat faster, their breaths came more quickly, and they could fell the temperature rise but their moment ended when the stewardess told them to buckle up and get ready to land in Rome. Reba realized what was happening and listened to the lady and turned to look out the window as the city below grew from a dot to a bunch of giant buildings. Brock was shocked that Reba still had that much of an effect on him after six years of being divorced, yes he knew that his eyes roamed around her body a lot more than just once but this was the first time in so long that he could tell the spark was still there between them. As they left the plane Reba accidentally bumped into Brock and they both felt the spark rush through them but neither said a word. When they found their bags and headed outside to catch a cab they noticed a limo with a driver holding a sign that read "Brock & Reba Hart" and they were both surprised. The driver was confused asking if anybody knew these people he was waiting for but when Reba and Brock walked over to him he knew they were the couple he was looking for. "You Reba" he asked pointing to the sign as he asked her. "Yes how did you know?" Reba looked startled that he knew her. "Girl say you have bright hair the color of tomatoes." He said proud that he had found her. "Yes that is me, and this is Brock" she said pointing to the tall blond man standing beside her. The man nodded and opened the trunk shoving in the luggage and then opened the door for Reba and Brock to slide in.

The hotel was the Grand Hotel Plaza (real hotel people) a big hotel near the Spanish steps and Reba couldn't believe that she got to stay there for an entire week. A giant lobby with floor to ceiling windows and a grand staircase the most beautiful crystal chandeliers Reba had ever seen. Brock and Reba were both staring in amazement as they walked up to the front desk, the man standing there looked at them kindly and asked if they had reservations Brock looked confused but Reba started talking "I believe it is under Hart." Reba said hoping it was true so she would get to see this building everyday. The man typed the name into his computer and nodded a yes as he called for the bagboy and spoke to him in Italian before turning back to Reba "Miss, you and your husband's room is ready and Ricardo here will take you up to the honeymoon sweet right away." Reba did a double take when the man said honeymoon sweet and not your rooms like he should have but this Ricardo was whisking them to the elevator before she could ask if she had heard right. When the came to the top floor and Ricardo stepped off with their bags Reba and Brock followed as the bagboy opened the door and let them inside, he set the suite cases in the entryway and gave them their keys before he left closing the door behind him. Brock and Reba just stood there stunned, a honeymoon suite for the two of them, if what the kids were trying to do wasn't obvious before it certainly was now. Reba grabbed her bag and Brock soon followed with his they opened them to find notes written by their children. Reba read hers:

Mom I know you are really pissed at us for sending you and dad away on a romantic get away for two but it was all Jake's idea. Yes Cheyenne and I agree that you and dad act like you still love each other and you need to decide if you want to get back together and that is what this week is for. Don't worry about Jake and me, we will be staying with Barbra Jean who by the way wants you two back together more than anyone else. Mom she is really sorry for all the trouble she has caused these past 6 years and she hopes that you and dad will get back together and you and her will go on being best friends, and I agree. The house will be taken care of and dad really is paying for everything he just doesn't know it yet OK. We also called your boss and asked for a week off and he agreed not to tell you, we cleared dad's schedule and told his assistant not to tell him what we were planning either. Now since you are reading this you have finally gotten to your lovely hotel room which by the way was all Cheyenne's idea and you two will be going downstairs to dinner at the restaurant in the hotel. A lovely silver dress is in your luggage and you have to wear it because the restaurant has a dress code and it even has matching shoes. You can sight see or do whatever you want for this week but you and dad must come to a decision by the time we pick you up at the airport on Sunday. I packed for you and dad with Cheyenne telling me what to pack of course and yes she did pick out the dress for tonight. Now go get ready your reservation is at 7 and call us when you get back to the hotel room but remember your time is 4 hours earlier than ours so don't call to late. See you later!

Love,

The best daughter ever, Kyra

Reba was so happy her children had done this for her but knew if Cheyenne had picked out the dress she had to wear tonight then she wasn't going to like it. She looked over at Brock who had finally got the lock off his luggage and saw a note in his bag too. He pulled it out and read it just like Reba had done, and it read:

Hey dad,

I hope you are enjoying your time with mom right now we all really want you two back together and that includes BJ. Tonight is all planned out for you two, you have dinner reservations at 7 at the place in the lobby and you have to wear the fancy suite that Cheyenne got for you because the place has a really fancy dress code and Kyra looked it up and everything. We will be at the airport to pick you up on Sunday, the tickets should be in the bottom of your bags and the rest of the week you two can do whatever you want. Kyra and Cheyenne picked out the clothes and Cheyenne ordered the room and I just suggested sending both of you to Rome so I should not be the only one getting in trouble with this one OK. You should probably go get ready now, don't forget to call.

Love,

Jake

Brock turned to see Reba unpacking her bag and when she got to the bottom she yelled "You have got to be kidding me!"

OK I know it is really mean that I left you wondering what the heck Reba is talking about but I didn't want to drag this chapter on forever and I really need to think about what will happen in the next chapter. I told you already that I will be leaving for Thanksgiving and will have no internet connection but I got the idea about the letters and I had write it down and post it really quick. I will be getting in late Saturday so check back in next Sunday and I should have another chapter up. Till next time…