"What are we going to do? We can't just leave mom out to dry." Cheyenne says.
"I don't know where else to go, or what to do." Brock replies.
"What about mom's parents? Wouldn't they let us live with them for awhile?" Cheyenne asks.
"If your Grammy won't let us stay here with your mom, why don't you call and see if your grandparents will let us stay with them. They are 9 hours away from Houston." Brock states.
"Okay. Maybe I will call later on and see if they will let us stay." Cheyenne responds. Brock turns to walk away. "But what if they don't let us stay?" Brock turns around and hugs Cheyenne.
"It'll be okay." Brock replies.
"What are we going to do with mom if we can't go anywhere? We don't want to have to give up Reba." Cheyenne says. Kyra walks in.
"Cheyenne, do you have Reba?" Kyra asks.
"No, why?" Cheyenne questions looking at her sister.
"Where's Jake? Could he have her?" Kyra asks again.
"No, he's been out playing for several hours." Brock says. Liz enters the living room.
"Grammy, did you have Reba?" Kyra asks.
"No… I still can't believe that you named that beautiful child after your mother." Liz exclaims.
"Dad… My daughter is missing!" Kyra hollers.
"What do you mean missing?" Brock asks looking around on the floor.
"I mean missing… I left her down here with you and now she's gone!" Kyra squeals.
"Okay, we'll find her Kyra. Don't flip out about it." Liz says.
"I'll go look outside." Cheyenne states walking out the front door.