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"What are you tryin to say Reba?" he asked.

"What I'm sayin is...Brock...I don't think this baby's yours, I think it might be... she paused. Jack's."


"That son of a...I'll kill him." he said as he grabbed his jacket off the chair.

Reba grabbed him by the arm. "Brock, lets just talk calmly, you're making a scene."

"Calmly? Reba you can't be serious. This guy took advantage of you, and now you're pregnant with his child."

"I said maybe, Brock. I might be." she said.

Brock grabbed his jacket and pushed in his chair. "I'll see you at home."

"Where are you going?" she asked worriedly.

"To take care of some business." he asked as he vanished outside of the restaurant.

She held her face in her hands as she started to cry. Just then the waitress walked by and noticed Reba crying.

"Miss, are you okay?" asked the waitress.

Reba looked up as she wiped away some tears. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired. I'm gunna go now." she said as she started to get up.

"Miss, would you want one of our waiters to walk you to your car?"

"No, it's okay. I'm fine." said Reba.

Reba got into her car. And just sat there as she put her head down on the steering wheel and let it all out. She cried more than she ever cried before. She thought about how she actually was stupid enough to believe that Jack cared about her. Why did she let him do that to her? Why did she let him take advantage of her? She continued to cry as the hours flew by.

She had awaken up two hours later, and looked at her clock on the dashboard. It read 6:00 pm. She took a minute to notice her surroundings. "Crapp...It wasn't just a dream." she recited out loud. She started the engine of the car. "You could end it here. Stop this pain." A voice called to her in the back of her head."Reba, don't think like that. You have a family, a man who loves you, possibly a new addition to the family. Don't end it." recited her logical side.

Reba realized what she had to do. She stopped at the nearest store. She walked into the store and walked to wards the aisle which held the pregnancy tests, grabbed one of the shelf and walked to wards the cashier. Reba stared into space, that she didn't even realize the cashier screaming 'NEXT.'

"Ma'am? You're next." said the cashier.

"Oh yeah..suree...um sorry." she said as she handed him the pregnancy test and a pack of gum.

"Is that all ma'am?"

"Yeah."

"11 dollars."

"Okay." was all she could say as she opened her wallet and pulled out 11 dollars.

The cashier continued to put her stuff in the bag. "If you don't mind me asking, are you okay?"

"Why does everyone think, I'm not Okay? Yeah, I'm fine." she said as she smiled. "Thanks."

She walked to wards her car. As she drove her mind began to wonder. "Who was that lady that giggling on the other side of the phone when she called Jack?" she asked herself. "Was she not good enough for him?""What if she was pregnant? But not with Brock's child? What if it was Jack's? Would Brock still accept this child? Would Jack even want part of the child's life?" these were the questions that haunted her.

Reba had reached the house. She walked up to the door. There was a note.

Dear Mom,

Cheyenne and Van, took everyone to the movies. Yippee. More time to take out of my boring life. Might not be back until late. We might just stay at Cheyenne's for the night if it does get late.

Love,

Kyra.

Reba walked into the house. "Brock?" she called out. But he wasn't there. She could probably walk to his condo. She might find him there. But did she want to find him?

Meanwhile at Brock's Condo:

"Yeah, Operator. I'm lookin for a... Dr. Jack Morgan? Yes...he resides here in Houston." he paused. "515-689-9987? Thank you, for your time Operator."

He dials Jack's number, ready to give him all. Ready to yell at him for what he might of caused, and for leaving Reba in such a state.

"Hello?" asked a familiar lady voice on the other side of the phone.

"Barbara Jean?" asked Brock confused. "No wonder." he thought to himself.

"Brock? Is that you... um what do you want?"

"I don't wanna talk to you. I wanna talk to Jack if it's possible."

"Jack? Uhh...yeah..sure." she paused as she screamed his name. "JACK, HONEY THE PHONE'S FOR YOU!"

"Who is it Barbara Jean?" Jack got onto the phone.

"Yeah...listen Brock, about what happened with Reba...But I mean you're a guy and you know we got needs..." said Jack.

"NO YOU LISTEN TO ME BUDDY. I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FIND OUT WHERE YOU LIVE. I WILL NOT LET YOU HAVE A MOMENTS PEACE. IF YOU EVEN TRY TO TOUCH OR COME NEAR REBA AGAIN. I WILL KILL YOU. OH AND JUST TO LET YOU KNOW. IF I FIND OUT SHE'S PREGNANT WITH YOUR CHILD, AND YOU'RE NOT WILLING TO TAKE CARE OF IT, I WILL SUE YOU, FOR WHAT EVER YOU'RE WORTH." said Brock as he yelled into the telephone.

"You come near me, and I'll call the cops." said Jack.

"CALL THE GOD DAMN COPS, MAN. I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU OR THEM." answered Brock. "BUT YOU EVEN COME CLOSE AS TO CALL REBA I WILL FIND OUT WHERE THE HECK YOU LIVE."

"Is that a threat?" asked Jack.

"Yes it is." said Brock. "OH AND TELL MY LOVELY NEW EX-WIFE, I HANDED IN THE PAPERS TODAY. WHICH MEANS I'M A FREE MAN."

Brock didn't even give Jack a chance to speak. He hung up the phone. And was proud of what he had did. He didn't care if Reba was pregnant with his child. He was willing to take care of it as it was his own.


Reba walked out of the bathroom."Two minutes." she thought to herself. Two minutes until she figured out if her life actually changed. She sat on the couch as she stared at the cable box clock. It seemed to take forever. A minute seemed like a century. Just then Brock walked in the door.

"Reba." he called out.

"Brock." she said as she walked to wards the door.

She pulled him into hug, and he pulled her closer. They held on to each other which seemed forever.

"So...are you..pregnant?" he asked.

"I don't know, yet. It should be time soon to check." she said as she moved to wards the couch and sat down.

Brock took a seat as he brought Reba's hands in his own. "Honey, I would love this child as it was my own. I don't care who the father is, it's the presence of a person that counts." he stated.

Her heart soared, that was just what she had wanted to hear. She was so worried that Brock wouldn't be able to accept this child. Just then she looked over to the clock. "It's time." she said as she got up from the couch and walked into the bathroom.

She emerged minutes later, with the pregnancy test in her hand. Reba walked over to Brock took his hands in hers, looked him straight in the eye and said...


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