She groans out loud. "Van! I need you!" she screams as she runs out the door and down to her house. Hopefully they could get them back together again.

Cheyenne made it all the way down the block to her house, and walked in. "Van, I need your help."

Van looked up from his paperwork. "Can this wait? I really have so much work for Norris Realty, I should of just stayed with Mrs. H, she did everything!"

"It's very important."

"Does it involve you gettin new pair of shoes?"

"No, although I did get a pair yesterday for half off, but that's besides the point, Mom and Dad got into this big fight and now Mom's not talking to him."

"Again?" he asked.

"Yes, and I need your help to get them back together again." she said.

"Cheyenne, maybe they need to find their own way to each other. We can't keep playin' this matchmakers game." he reasoned.

"Alright, but could you at least talk to mom about it, please?" she asked.

"Me? Talk to your mom, who's always smackin' me upside my head like this? he said while motioning the gesture. "No thank you, if I'm talking to anybody it'll be your dad."

"Fine. But please tell him, not to be such an idiot when it comes to mom. It could all end really badly if he doesn't watch himself."

Van sighed. "Yeah, I'll try. We got them together once, but this time we'll help them find their way to each other."

Cheyenne smiled. "Thanks Van." she said as she gave him a kiss.

The next day, Van had agreed to go talk to Brock, while Cheyenne just hanged out at her mom's house to see what was up. Van parked his car and knocked his father-in-law's door. Brock opened the door in his pajamas, he was a mess. His hair was a mess, his tan was fading, and it looked like he hadn't slept in days. Van looked at his watch, it read 2:30 p.m. He was still in his pajamas this late.

"Hey Mr. H, what's up?" he said as Brock welcomed him in his house.

"Nothing really, just cleanin' up the house." he said as he acted busy.

Van looked around and noticed the messy house, it didn't look like he even attempted to clean. "Is this your idea of cleaning?"

'Listen, Van, if you're gunna come over here and crack some wise jokes, why don't you just leave?" said Brock angrily.

"Whoa. Calm down. I was just kidding, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong."

"I know, that you and Mrs. H, had a fight. I'm not leaving till' I find out why."

Brock sighed. "It wouldn't make a difference if I told you. It's over, again. We had finally gained our friendship back after Barbra Jean and me's divorce, then it was lost after some stupid mistake. Now she doesn't even want to speak to me anymore."

Van looked at his father-in-law. "You don't know that for sure. Did you try and speak to her?"

"I sent her thirty five text messages. She didn't even respond to one of them, I don't even think she read them."

"Mr. H, you don't send a woman a text message after a fight. You have to talk to her in person, or on the phone not through some text message. Trust me I've learned from that mistake."

"Van, it doesn't make a difference. I failed her again. I lost her again. I mean it's not my fault if I got jealous, she's a beautiful woman, and well let's face it, I'm not getting any younger. When all those men looked at her and complimented her, I thought, she could leave me in an instant for one them. I got scared, so I acted like a jerk." he took a deep breath. "I only acted that way 'cause I love her, but she doesn't know that, she probably doesn't even love me anymore."

"She's not gunna stop loving you after some little fight. She's probably just angry, you know Mrs. H and that temper of hers. Have you ever thought of getting her back, some how?" asked Van.

"Not really. All I know is, she's probably goin' out with that moron named Dan."

"I've got it!"

Brock seemed a bit confused at Van's outburst. "What?"

"You'll make her jealous!" Van screamed.

"And how are we gunna do that?

"That new receptionist you hired."

"Jessica? No, I would never be able to do that. She'd probably hate me more, and think it's turnin' into another Barbra Jean situation."

"You won't do anything with Jessica. I'll talk to Jessica, and tell her to flirt with you...you know...drop you a couple of passes...but you just go along with it. We'll see how Mrs. H acts towards it."

"You think it'll work?" asked Brock.

"You once told me that when you both were dating, she was incredibly jealous."

"That was back in college. She's an independent woman now, she wouldn't care."

"Do you want to get back together with her or not?"

"Well 'course I do."

"Then can you at least try?"

"O.k. I'll try."

The next morning Reba walked into her kitchen. It was Saturday, and she had taken off from work. Cheyenne and Elizabeth knocked on the back door and walked into her mom's kitchen. "Hey Mom."

Reba sat down at the table and poured her coffee. "Hey Cheyenne."

"Mom, I was wondering, well Elizabeth has her six-month teeth cleaning appointment today and I was hoping you could take her for me."

Reba looked up from her coffee. "Sure, where does Elizabeth, get her teeth cleaned?"

"Dad's office." said Cheyenne quickly, but Reba understood her.

"Oh no. I'm not going to your Dad's office. Make an appointment else where."

"But, mom, it's Saturday. They're probably all booked by now. Please Mom, you won't even have to talk to him. Elizabeth just has to get her teeth cleaned." she said as Cheyenne gave her a smile.

"Fine. But if you expect anything to happen, then you're completely wrong."

"Oh thank you so much!" she said she hugged her mother and started to walk out the door. "Elizabeth's appointment is in an hour. Thanks, again." she said as she closed the door behind her and smiled to herself.

Reba looked over to Elizabeth, who was playing with her toys. "Grandma is gunna go get dressed, will you wait for me here?" Elizabeth nodded her head and smiled. Reba headed upstairs to get dressed.

About an hour later, Reba and Elizabeth were getting into the car. Reba strapped Elizabeth in her car seat, and got into the car herself, as she drove to Brock's office. It didn't take long to get there. When they arrived, Reba parked the car and helped Elizabeth out the car.

They walked into Brock's dental office, and signed in with the receptionist. Reba eyed her, what kind of girl wore that to work in a dental office. This girl was wearing a low cut blouse, that showed off a lot of cleavage. Her shirt looked like it would pop open, any minute. She was wearing a skirt, that was probably designed for girls Elizabeth's age! That's how small and short that skirt was.

"Welcome to Dr. Brock Hart's dental office! I'm Jessica." she said as she put out her hand for Reba to shake.

"Hi. I'm Reba Hart, my granddaughter has an appointment today."

"Oh my stars, you wouldn't mean Elizabeth? Brock talks about her constantly." she said happily.

"Brock?" asked Reba annoyed. "Since when does a employee speak about her employer, as if she was best friends with him?" she thought to herself.

"I mean, Dr. Hart."

Suddenly Brock walks out of his office, showing another patient out. "You take care of those teeth, Tanya! I'll see you in a couple of months." he said as he noticed Reba. Obviously Van and Cheyenne's plan had made it this far. "Oh Reba. You're here? I thought Cheyenne was bringing Elizabeth."

"She had something to do." she answered simply.

"Hello Dr. Hart. How do you think I'm doing for my first week on the job?" said Jessica as she leaned over the counter.

Reba rolled her eyes. If she bent over anymore, her shirt would definitely rip open. "I think you're doin' pretty good." said Brock as he looked over to Jessica. Reba cleared her throat.

"Can you take Elizabeth now? I have things to do." she said as her tone made it evident she was fuming.

Brock noticed Reba's reaction. "Sure, just let me finish talkin' to Jessica." he said as he turned back to Jessica. "I can help with that, thing you wanted help with. You know, that thing you mentioned to me yesterday after I took you home."

"Thing? What was the thing? He took her home?" These were the thoughts that were racing through Reba's head. Had he already moved on? She didn't know if she was just playing with her or if this was a serious thing. She looked over to Jessica one more time. She's old enough to be his daughter, what would he want with her?!? Jessica looked over at Reba. She hoped she wouldn't hate her when she found out the truth.

"O.K. I'll take Elizabeth now." said Brock snapping Reba out of her trance.

"Yeah I'll just go sit down and wait till she's done."

"Dr. Hart? Can I help, I really want to get some practice before I start working as your intern." Jessica asked Brock.

"Sure, I'll show you what to do first."

"Oh I'm pretty sure, I remember a lot from the last time you showed me." Jessica said winking at Brock.

That did it for Reba. She felt her heart increase it's speed, and her temper flare. "Brock Hart, I need to talk with you in your office."

Brock looked at Reba. "Sure, let me just-" he was cut off.

"Now." she said as she walked into his office.

"Reba, what's wrong?" he said as he followed her into his office and closed the door behind him.

"Don't you 'what's wrong' me! You know damn well what's wrong!" she yelled.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh really, would you like me to remind you?!" she screamed. "Dr. Hart, am I doing a good job?" or "Dr. Hart I remember a lot from last time." she said as she mocked Jessica's tone of voice.

"You don't happen to be jealous, would you?" he said with a smirk.

"I'm not jealous."

"You sure sound jealous. I mean with the way that you ordered me into my office like that and those looks you were givin' Jessica."

"You noticed those-I mean, what looks?"

Brock smiled. "O.K. So if you're not jealous why are you makin' such a big deal about it?"

"I'm not making a big deal about it!"

"Sure sounds like you are. I mean why else would you have dragged me into my office."

"Is it wrong for me to want and talk to you?"

"Yes. I mean, I've text messaged you about thirty somethin' times, these past two weeks and you never answered."

"I'm sorry I never answered. But, you have to understand I couldn't."

"Why not?"

"Because, I knew if I did, we'd rush back to gettin' back together again."

"What's wrong with that?" he asked. "Isn't this the moment where one of us is supposed to say: Look, this is ridiculous, we love each other, all couples go through this, let's give it another try. "

Reba sighed. "It should be but, I want to start slow first, Brock. I want us to have a friendship, before anything. We rushed so quickly into a date, and it ended badly. I want us to long for each other, I want us to miss each other, and find our way back together again."

"Oh." was all he could say. "But what if I said I already miss you."

"I know you do. But there's Jessica now. I know you like her, and well I'm not gunna stop you from goin' out with her, even if I was a lil' jealous."

"Jessica? Honey, you've got it all wrong, I'm not goin' out-"

"Brock, you don't have to explain yourself. So if you wouldn't mind, taking care of Elizabeth now, so I could get goin'."

"I'm gunna kill Van!" he thought to himself. "Where are you goin'?" he asked her.

She looked up at him. "I'm goin' out with Dan." she sighed as she saw the hurt in his eyes.

"Dan? Restaurant Dan?" he said trying to not sound hurt. "I'm sorry I kept you waitin' so long." he said as he choked back a couple of tears. He couldn't believe he tried to make her jealous, when she had moved on. "Reba..." he began.

"Yes?" she asked curiously.

He looked over to her and smiled. "I love you." he expected her to return the love but instead she said. "I know you do."

About an hour later, he was done with Elizabeth's teeth cleaning. He watched Reba leave and smiled at Elizabeth. Brock talked to Jessica, and told her the whole flirting thing was off. He had to think of way to get her back, to gain their friendship back. He was still very angry with Van though. Very angry. After work he drove over to his son-in-law's house and walked inside.

"Mr. H! Hey, what are you doing here? and looking kind of angry?" Van said as he sprinted up from the couch.

"Do you know, you just cost my relationship with Reba!? All because of your stupid little plan on getting her jealous."

"Wait what happened?"

"She came into the office with Elizabeth, and everything was on cue."

"Did she get jealous?"

"Oh she got jealous alright. Now she thinks Jessica and me are goin' out and to top it all off she has a date with that Dan guy!!"

"Oh."

"Oh? Oh? That's all you can say?! You just ruined my chances with her!"

"Newsflash, Mr.H. Your chances with her would of already been ruined. She's goin' out with Dan, she wouldn't just run into your arms, like she did last time." he said trying to calm Brock down.

Brock calmed down and sighed. "Yeah I guess your right. She wants us to have a friendship, before we even go into relationship." he thought for a moment "So that's what I'll give her!" he said as he screamed the last part.

Van looked at him confused. "What's goin' on in that tan head of yours?"

Brock smiled. "Reba, fell in love with me in college, simply 'cause we had a friendship. We went everywhere together, as friends. I always loved her. But I never told her. Then one day she just told me she loved being around me, and she said she thought she was falling in love with me."

"So, you're gunna make her fall in love with you by gaining back your friendship?"

"Yup."

A/N: So, this chapter sucks. Excuse my term of language. I stayed up all night, fightin' through a fever just to write this, and since i'm so stubborn and have this obessive disorder, where I have to post the chapter, it turned out horrible. Well anyways, reviews would be lovely. Thanks again for the previous reviews you guys rock. :)