And so it went for a while. Whenever Reba needed help it was Brock that was there for her. For all of those days when Reba was too tired to clean the house and Brock did, for all of the nights Reba felt sick and Brock was there to stay with her, for all the times she just needed to let it out and Brock took whatever it was she had to give; she truly owed him the world.

On this summer night there was no one around. Barbra Jean had taken the kids on a road trip for a week, and Bill was off camping with a few of his buddies.

Brock had Reba by the hands and he had her close her eyes. Laughing she asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"You'll see." He looked at her and saw her trying to look, "No peaking!" She quickly closed her eyes again, and continued to be lead to an unknown destination.

They finally got to a blanket Brock had laid out in the front yard that had a few candles spread around. "Open 'em," he told her. She opened her eyes and saw what he had planned. It almost made her want to cry. She loved him so much.

"Oh, Brock, it's so beautiful!" Her hand still in his, he sat down and motioned for her to sit on his lap, which she willingly did. "I love you."

"I love you more," he said before kissing her.

They were lying out under the stars and joking around, having a wonderful time. She couldn't believe she had let him go, and now look at the situation they were in: She was stuck in a relationship with someone she didn't love, carrying his baby, which she didn't want.

Reba got a chill from the colder night breeze, so it only gave Brock permission to pull her closer. Permission or not, she was all his. Forever, no matter what it took, she would stay with him. She would never let them drift away, or get torn apart, ever again.

"It's so beautiful out here," Reba yawned.

"Not as beautiful as you," he teased. "So I was thinking. What are we going to do?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, burying her face in his side. She was tired, but it was too perfect outside to leave.

"I mean about me and you. How are we going to move on from just sneaking around? We won't always get lucky enough to have everyone out of town."

She rolled a little so she could set her arm on him, and lay her head on her hand so she could see his face. "Well," she said, taking his hand and resting it on her stomach, "I can't just up and leave."

"And why not?"

"Why not?" She gave him a slightly confused look. "Brock, for one we have our kids, and not just that but we're both married now."

Brock let out a defeated huff as he wrapped his arms tightly around the one he loved. He loved being able to just sit out together, in love. He just wished they could do it more often then just when the family was out of town.

"And what if they find out?" he pressed.

"How are they going to do that?" he asked sarcastically.

"What if Bill came home right now and saw his wife out here? What would you say then??"

"Bill is not coming home."

"You don't know that. What if he forgot something? Or what if he was just having a lousy time?"

"But he won't."

He wasn't giving up that easily, "…and if he does?"

"Then I would run away with you forever and ever!" She joked, talking as if she was reading from a fairytale. They both wished it was that easy.

Sooner or later they finally packed it all up and went back inside.

Brock put things away and then found himself next to a sick Reba, who was sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for her head to stop spinning. She finally got up off the ground with the help of Brock and then let herself almost fall onto him. "Feeling better?" he asked.

"No," she whined, "I hate this. I really, really hate this."

"I know," he comforted her, remembering how horrible she felt when she was pregnant with their children, "but hey, there is only a few months of this."

"Months!?" the thought almost made her sicker then she already felt. "It's not even worth it. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be pregnant. I don't want you to have to leave tomorrow before Bill comes home. I hate all of this!"

"I don't have to leave if you don't want me to," he told her.

"You don't have to go home, but you can't stay upstairs with me, where I want you. Bill would kill you and you know it."

"But I'll still be here for you forever; whenever you need me."

"Forever?" she looked up at him.

He laughed and moved a piece of hair out of her eyes, "And ever and ever," he smiled and laughed.

The first time I laid my eyes on you I knew.
We'd spend this life side by side.
I still feel the same though you're so far away.
I swear that you'll always be my.

Forever love.
I promise you.
Someday we'll be together.
Forever love.
I won't give up.
No matter what.
I'll be waiting for you.
Forever love.

Minutes and hours and years may go by.
But my heart knows nothing of time.
So don't cry, just keep me right there.
In your dreams.
And hold on to these words of mine.

Forever love.
I promise you.
Someday we'll be together.
Forever love.
I won't give up.
No matter what.
I'll be waiting for you.
Forever love.

Love is the road to our destiny.
Nothing can change what is meant to be.

Forever love.
I promise you.
Someday we'll be together.
Forever love.
I won't give up.
No matter what.
I'll be waiting for you.
Forever love.