TITLE: Fall Into Me
AUTHOR: merylandrebafan
PAIRING: Reba/Brock
RATING: M
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! Sad isn't it?
SUMMARY: I need you to know you can fall into me
That my arms are wide open and will always be
Right here waiting, Staying strong
Come and fall into me
Reba is lost, hurt and scared. So who is the one person she can count on to bring her back to herself? Brock. The problem: Now he is the other man, and she the other woman.
Ch. 9
First off thanks to Reba-Brockfan for the idea for this very first paragraph here!
John paced his apartment, he wished his phone would hurry up and ring. "Her meeting with that damn judge is in half an hour!" he growled. Suddenly his phone rang and he answered it. "Hello?" "John, I did what you asked. I spoke to the judge. She will play the room and by the end of the meeting she will have made it to where Reba will not be allowed to divorce you." Sarah said and John smiled. "Good, so you gave her the money?" "Yes darling, I did. She is fully aware of the situation. You will not be getting divorce to Reba yet." Sarah said. "Good, good job." He said and hung up. "You won't erase me from your life that easily baby." He said to her picture.
Reba paced outside of the courtroom. "When can we go in? I want to get this whole mess over and done with." Reba said looking at Mr. Tyler. "In just a few minutes" he said. Reba nodded and Brock gently grabbed her hand. "Honey, please sit down. This is not good for your high blood pressure or the baby."Brock said and Reba smiled at him and sat down between him and Cheyenne. "Cheyenne, honey where are the kids?" Reba asked. "Oh, my friend Alyssa is looking after Elizabeth, Henry and baby Chris." She said and patted her mom's back. Reba nodded her head. She looked over at Kyra and Barbra Jean, who amazingly enough, wasn't wearing anything too flashy and was sitting quietly. "It's time" Mr. Tyler said and Reba took a deep breath and they all got up and entered the courtroom.
Twenty minutes later found Reba's blood pressure higher than it had been since right before John left. Reba watched as Judge Crawford, a very attractive blonde woman, kept making eyes at Brock. Reba's hormones were in overdrive and jealousy was beginning to run rampant. "Mrs. Gilbert, is something the matter?" Judge Crawford asked with a smile on her face. "I'll tell you exactly what's the matter your honor" Reba said sarcastically. "First I have asked you plenty of times already that I would like to be called Ms. Hart. Second, if you don't stop staring at my man we are going to have a serious problem peaches." Reba spat, her temper begging to flare. Brock looked at Mr. Tyler with worry and mouthed "Once the temper flares there's no stopping her." Mr. Tyler's eyes widened and he tried to change the subject quickly. "Your honor, you will have to forgive her. She is three months pregnant and hormones are beginning to affect her." He said and Reba glared at him, but for the moment, was able to think rationally enough to calm back down.
"Mrs. Gilbert, please approach the witness stand." The judge said and Reba's nostrils flared at the mention of her married name, but she did as she was asked. The judge had already spoken to Kyra, Cheyenne, and Barbra Jean briefly. Now she supposed it would be her and Brock's turn. With the informal hearing the telling nothing but the truth part was skipped and Reba just stepped into the stand. "How long were you married to John Gilbert before he beat you?" she asked. "Two weeks." Reba said quietly. "Now, how long were you married to John before you cheated on him with Dr. Hart?" The judge asked and winked at Brock. Reba felt her temper beginning to take control again. "Same time, two weeks." She stated firmly. "What a coincidence, you never thought that maybe he beat you because he knew you were committing infidelity?" the judge asked with a smile and that did it. Reba jumped to a standing position and got in the judge's face. "Now you listen to me you monkey's butt, I didn't cheat on him until after he beat me the first time. It just happened. Brock was there and he cared about me. I still cared about him. I had been doing my damndest to get over him since our divorce and I never fully ever could. Turns out he felt the same way. He saw I was hurting and he wanted to help." Reba screamed. The judge smirked. "I didn't know sex was a way of helping you get away from your abusive husband." She said. Reba's eyes turned a deep dark blue with rage. "How dare you, he loved me enough to help me try and forget his touch. What the hell kind of judge are you? Thinking you can just use some damn circumstantial crap-o-la on me thinking I'm a mo-ron! You're the mo-ron. You can't see that all I want is to put this behind me. You have been questioning my family over and over again. They have all given the same answers. I just want this to be over with. While you seem to be paying more attention as to what my boyfriend's eyes look like than to me!" Everyone stood eyes wide.
"It's clear your husband isn't the only one with the temper, and obviously, you are equally at fault for what's going on. Divorce not granted." The judge said and tapped her gavel. Brock saw the look in Reba's eyes and jumped and made it to her just before Reba lunged at the judge. "I will hold you in contempt if you do not stop. Court is adjourned." She said about to get up. Reba's eyes began to water and she started to feel light headed. "Honey please calm down. What about the baby?" Brock asked and Kyra was already up and headed for the judge. Yep, there would be court mandated therapy again after this. Kyra ran forward and grabbed the judge and punched her hard. "What you said is ridiculous and you damn well know it!" Kyra shouted, and the judge made the mistake of finally slipping. "Your mother is nothing but a two-bit whore. Just like John said." Everyone stopped and the room got quiet. "What the hell are you talking about?" Kyra asked and got ready to blacken the judge's other eye. It was too late. Cheyenne and Barbra Jean were up there as well. Cheyenne punched her as well and Barbra Jean lifted the petite woman off of the ground. "Nobody talks about my mommy like that." Cheyenne said and Kyra and Cheyenne were about to wail on her some more when security finally arrived. Mr. Tyler had gone to retrieve them and Brock had stood there holding Reba tight so she couldn't escape his grasp to go and his the judge as well. Reba looked at the judge's swollen eyes and smirked. "Good job girls. Now, the only way you could know what John said is if he paid you off." Reba said in a deadly tone and Judge Crawford got a guilty look on her face. "Brock let me go please. I promise I will not hit her. Security is here. By now they were holding Cheyenne, Kyra, Barbra Jean, and the Judge. Reba walked forward as Brock let her go and reached into the woman's robe. She dug around until she found a wadded up roll of bills. With a note from John.
Reba looked at Mr. Tyler. "I want another judge by this afternoon. One who will look at things fairly." He nodded and Security began to take the judge away for bribery charges.
Half an hour later found the entire family, magically, relieved from mandated court therapy due to the circumstances. There were no charges against them thanks to the judge's behavior, and a nice elderly man came to Reba as her judge. "When are you due?" he asked. "In seven months" Reba replied. He smiled. "You're glowing." He said Reba smiled at him. "I commend your courage in getting out of that relationship, and I wish you and your baby the best of luck. I reviewed the case briefly. I see no need for a hearing. Here are your divorce papers, signed and ready to go. You're a free woman." He said and Reba's eyes teared up. "Thank you" she said. The man smiled. "You remind me of my daughter. If you don't mind my asking boy or girl?" Reba smiled bigger "Girl" she said. He nodded his head. "I thought so." He turned to Brock. "Take care of her now." He said and walked off, and just like that, the Hart family was free to go, and Reba was single again. She breathed a sigh of relief as Brock took her hand and they walked out of the court.
Reba and Brock lay in bed that night as thoughts and worries consumed her. "Brock, how did he even know about the divorce proceedings?" Reba asked quietly. Not having a real answer he just moved behind her and held her tight in his arms. "This means he's somehow keeping a closer watch on me than I ever thought possible. This means he probably knows about the baby, and the entire situation." Reba said trying not to break down, she hated feeling weak. "Listen to me, I love you with all my heart, and I love our baby. The rest of this family loves you so much they can't stand it. Did you not see the way Cheyenne, Kyra and Barbra Jean wailed on the Judge?" He asked chuckling. Reba couldn't help but smile at that thought. "The only reason they got a hit in is because you had your arms around me and wouldn't let me at her." Reba grumbled. Brock kissed the crook of her neck and Reba shuddered. Despite today's events the guards were officially gone. They were currently short staffed and needed everyone they could spare out patrolling Houston. When Van had learned of that, plus the earlier events of the day, he had insisted that He, Cheyenne and the kids all move back in for the time being to help protect Reba. It was a full house again, and for that Reba was grateful. Kyra was staying with Barbra Jean and Henry right down the street to give Elizabeth and Chris their own room. "Honey, stop worrying. There is a loaded gun under our bed as well as one under Van and Cheyenne's. We will protect you and the baby." Brock said.
Reba suddenly giggled. "What?" Brock asked. "I was just thinking about the time Van heard me in the kitchen cleaning the oven and decided he could scare off who he thought was a burglar with a light saber." Reba said and Brock chuckled as well. Reba turned to face Brock and kissed him deeply. "Make love to me Brock" Reba whispered when the kiss was broken. "You sure you're up for that?" he asked gently. Reba nodded. "I feel safest in your arms, like nothing can touch me." Reba said smiling and Brock smiled back and leaned down and kissed her lightly at first. Reba moaned and opened her mouth to accept his tongue inside and shivered in delight when his tongue ran over her teeth. He reached down and grabbed the hem of her tank top and gently lifted it from her body, revealing her bra clad chest to him. He kissed her again and when they came up for air Reba managed to gasp "You should lock the door" Brock groaned but got up and did as she said. They couldn't take any chances. On his way back to the bed he removed his own shirt and pajama pants, leaving him in his boxers. Reba smirked and got on her knees in the bed to meet his lips for a lust filled kiss.
Brock's hands roamed the soft skin of her sides and hips and reached down and helped her out of her pants. He then began to trail kisses from her mouth, down her throat and over her chest. Reba moaned as he reached behind her and removed her bra. He pushed them back down on the bed with him on top and he continued his exploration of her chest. Reba gasped as she felt his mouth cover her breast and she pressed herself further into his mouth. Her hormones were on overdrive and thanks to his teasing kisses and touches she was already ready to burst. "Brock stop teasing me. I need you. Now." She said through heavy breaths and Brock removed her panties and his boxers quickly and then moved back up her body to capture her mouth and muffle her moan as she entered her. He set a slow, languid pace that only served to drive her crazier. She wrapped her legs around his waist in order to feel him deeper, and she tangled her hands in his hair as their tongues fought for control in her mouth. Reba arched herself further into him and broke the kiss long enough to moan "harder" into his ear. He obeyed and moved faster and harder inside her and she gripped the bed sheets for support as she felt her orgasm stirring inside of her. Brock could feel his own orgasm approaching and he once again sped up. Just as her body started to tremble he shoved his tongue into her mouth to muffle their cries as their orgasms erupted in unison and they rode out the waves of pleasure together.
Afterwards they lay in each other's arms trying desperately to catch their breath. "That was amazing." Reba said as Brock chuckled and held her tighter. "No, you're amazing" he said and she giggled when he kissed her neck. Brock put his hand over her belly where their child was growing and smiled. Reba placed her hand over his and looked into his eyes. "What are you thinking about?" she asked. "How well pregnancy suits you." He said and Reba raised her eyebrow. "Everything about you seems to glow from the inside out, it always amazes me how beautiful you look." He said and leaned down and kissed her stomach. Reba smiled, touched at his words. Knowing he would never say them in the presence of others because he would feel weaker and she would roll her eyes and call him corny. "When I saw you all those years ago in college, I remember thinking you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, but you were dating Parker, and I Lori Ann." Brock shuddered at the memory. When you broke up with Parker I was so happy. Then shortly after you started dating Terry and working in his bar. I thought for sure I had blown it. Then one night we had both stayed late at the bar. I had been working it because Terry was sick, and I talked you into dancing with me after everyone else was gone. It took every ounce of courage I had to kiss you. The moment I did, I knew I had found the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with." He said and Reba smiled at the memory. Brock had been rubbing soothing circles on her belly and Reba sighed. "I'm sure it won't be too long before I'm showing." Brock smiled, and just as they were about to fall asleep they heard the doorknob jiggle.
They sat upright when there was a small knock and Reba looked at like 'I told you so' "Who is it?" Reba asked quickly finding her pajamas and putting them back on, as did Brock. "Grandma it's me" They heard Elizabeth say. Reba noticed she sounded like she had been crying and she had Brock quickly straighten the bed back up as she went and opened the door. "Honey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" she asked picking her up and shutting the door again. "I had a bad dream." She cried and Reba hugged her tight. "honey why didn't you go to Mommy and Daddy's room?" she asked and the little girl cried harder. "Because in my dream you and baby died." Reba's eyes filled with tears and she hugged her tighter. "Darlin I'm right here safe and sound and see so is the baby" Reba said patting her stomach with her free hand. Brock came over and kissed Elizabeth's head. "Let's get you back to bed." Reba said gently but Elizabeth clung tighter and shook her head. "Do you want to sleep with us?" Reba asked gently and the girl nodded her head and sniffled. Reba smiled and walked to the bed and laid her down between herself and Brock. Reba began to softly sing her granddaughter to sleep and Brock rubbed Elizabeth's back. Soon she was asleep and not long after her so was Reba.
Brock stared at the two. Reba had an arm wrapped protectively around Elizabeth as they slept. Brock smiled. Just when he thought he couldn't love her anymore she would prove he could. As he went to sleep that night he decided to take Cheyenne ring shopping with him tomorrow. He wanted to propose to Reba and get their lives completely back on track. The very last thing he did before falling asleep was pray for John to get caught and locked up for the rest of his life so his entire family could once again live in peaceā¦.TBC
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