A/N: Hmmm, it's been about four months since I've updated a chapter. So you all are thinking this one had better be really good right? (Please answer that if you review:D) WELL, guess what? This chapter IS worth it! =) Hear we are; the chapter we've all been waiting for.
Several weeks later
Brock was nervous. He paced back and forth in the men's bathroom. Jake walked in with Van.
"Hey Mr. H; you'll be fine." Van said as he laid his hand on Brock's shoulder.
"Thanks Van." Brock replied. He pulled at his collar. "Why did she want me to wear a tie?" He complained. "Why did I listen to her?"
"Because you love her." Jake interrupted. "Come on, shouldn't we be going into the big room?" Brock laughed.
"That's called a sanctuary Jake, and no, you'll be walking in with Kyra. I'll be standing in there." Brock replied and Jake nodded.
"Alright, then where do I go?" Jake questioned. Brock got down on Jake's level.
"Jake, we've been through this buddy; you'll walk in and come stand by me and Kyra will stand by where your mom is going to be." Jake nodded again.
"Oh okay." Jake paused and looked up at his dad. "Daddy?"
"Yeah bud."
"Why are you getting married when you and mom are already married?" Jake asked. Van laughed and Brock chuckled staring at Van.
"Why don't you go and check on the girls Van?" Brock questioned. Van looked at him and then raised his hands.
"Hey, I can take a hint." Van walked out of the bathroom. Brock sat Jake on his knee.
"Well son, I did something that really messed things up for me and your mom and this is my way of making it up to her." Brock explained.
"Do you really think that a wedding is enough to getting another woman pregnant?" Jake asked. Brock put Jake on the floor and stood up.
"Well son, I hope so." Brock paused. His five year old son had a point. He hadn't actually thought about that before.
"Bye dad." Jake walked out of the bathroom.
"Bye bud." Brock looked in the mirror over the sink and fixed his tie. This was one of the most nerve wracking days of his life.
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Reba stood in the bride's room with Kyra, Cheyenne and Lori Ann.
"Do you think this is a smart idea Reba? I mean he did impregnate his dental hygienist." Lori Ann drawled. Reba looked over at her and nodded.
"I do. This could have gone so many ways, but instead Brock said he wanted to stay with us. I really think things are different this time." Reba said. Cheyenne crossed her arms over to bridesmaid dress. She leaned against the door.
"You know the only reason dad stayed is because you're pregnant right?" Cheyenne asked with a raised eyebrow and Reba glared at her.
"Look who's talking." Cheyenne gasped and Reba shrugged. She walked over and looked at herself in the full length mirror. Lori Ann walked up behind her. "What do you think?" Reba asked. She turned to face her best friend. "Do you think I'm crazy for doing this? I know you have to think this is insane." Lori Ann was quiet. "Lori Ann?" Reba grabbed her shoulders. "Lori Ann!" Lori Ann sighed and then looked down at Reba. She took Reba's hands off her shoulders.
"Whatever you want to do is up to you. Yes, it's known that Brock and I have a history of hatred; but I love you and I want you to be happy. If Brock is your happiness, then that's where I want you to be." Lori Ann replied.
"Are you sure?" Reba questioned. Lori Ann looked into her eyes and hugged her.
"I'm sure." She said in her long drawl. Reba smiled. "My only question; you now have four children, is it smart to wear white?" Reba looked at her.
"It's off-white!" Reba exclaimed. "It's cream!" Lori Ann raised her hands.
"Alright." Reba looked into the mirror. Her dress was silk and thin strapped. The front came across her chest and came down almost to the floor touching the top of her shoes. The diamonds in her ears sparkled as the sun hit them.
"Are you ready to go?" Kyra asked. Reba looked at her daughter and nodded.
"I think so." She walked over to her and wrapped her arms around her. "How do you feel about this Kyra?" Kyra shrugged.
"You were married, you were going to get divorced but didn't; now you are renewing your commitment to each other. What do you have to feel about?" The door opened and Reba's father JV walked in.
"Hi daddy." Reba said. He hugged her tightly.
"My carrot top." Reba tried to get out of his tight grip.
"Daddy, I've already married him. You aren't losing me again." JV nodded and let go.
"Are you ready to get married?" He paused. "Or whatever it is you two are doing?" Reba's eyes misted up.
"I think I am daddy. I really believe I am."
"Alright. Let's get this show on the road." He smiled and took Reba's arm through his. Reba was thinking before they left.
"Now we don't need a ring bearer because we aren't going to be exchanging rings. And I thought it would look weird to have a flower girl and no ring bearer."
"Reba, would you just get married already?" Lori Ann laughed. She kissed Reba's cheek. Kyra touched her mom's hand. The girls and Lori Ann would go in before Reba. When they stood in front of the doors to the church sanctuary they saw the guys. Suddenly, the doors opened and Reba heard the music playing. Jake and Kyra slowly walked down the aisle together; swiftly followed by Cheyenne and Van. Lori Ann looked back at Reba one more time and smiled before she walked through the church. She was on the arm of one of Brock's golf buddies. It felt like so much longer than that minute before the music started playing, everybody stood and Reba walked down the aisle on the arm of her father.
"It's just like the first time." Reba thought. Then she felt the special gift fluttering in her womb. Reba laughed. "Maybe not exactly like the first time." Reba and JV got to the front of the church and everybody sat down.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered together today to reunite Brock Hart and Reba Hart."
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The ceremony felt like it took hours instead of the last few minutes.
"Reba and Brock have written their own vows and would like to share them now." Reba and Brock turned to face each other. He took her hands in his. Reba felt Brock run his hand along the gold band of her wedding ring. He looked deep into her eyes.
"Reba Nell Hart, I've known you since you were twenty-two years old. I don't know how you've been able to put up with me the last twenty years, but I love you and I'm glad you have. I love you and you are the mother of my children. Something I will always be grateful for. I've made mistakes in my life and I know I'm not perfect but I'm thankful that you are willing to put that behind us so we can continue our lives together. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, to raise our children and to see our grandchild come and go. Hopefully, I'd even like to see our great grandchildren together."
"That's pushing it a little." Cheyenne muttered to herself. She didn't think anybody could hear it, but Reba did and smiled. Kyra elbowed her sister in the stomach.
"Brock Enroll Hart, you are the love of my life and you always have been. We've faced plenty of trials together and I'm grateful that we can spend our lives together. I love you and I too want to see our grandchildren grow up in front of us. I am excited about what the rest of our future holds and ready to think about the past and reminisce with the love of my life. I thank you for being willing to see the good and the bad with me. I really do love you Brock." Brock leaned over and kissed her.
"As the power invested by me according to the Word of God as well as the state of Texas, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride, again." The guest laughed as Brock leaned over and kissed Reba again. This time softly and more passionately. "For the first time today, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Brock Hart!" Everybody clapped as Brock and Reba walked through the sanctuary.
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Reba and Brock were sitting at the table during their reception when Lori Ann walked past them. She smiled at Reba and scowled at Brock.
"Hello Brock." She said in her cold way.
"Hello, Lori Ann." Brock replied in his typical way. Reba smacked his arm.
"Come on guys, don't fight. This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life." Reba smiled.
"I know."
"We're just playing Reba." Reba nodded.
"Sure. I'm going to buy that one." She smiled. "There's an open bar, do you want something Lori Ann?" She looked at Reba and then walked away.
"Congratulations Reba." She said over her shoulder. Reba and Brock laughed. He put his arm around her shoulders. Van got up and tapped his glass.
"As the best man, my father-in-law asked me if I would give the toast." Brock nodded as Van continued. "I've known Mr. and Mrs. H for a long time now. Their daughter Cheyenne and I have been together for a while and now they have let me join their wonderful family, even though I got their daughter pregnant and now I've moved in with them-"
"Thank you Van." Lori Ann said loudly and then looked around at everybody. "I think what Van was trying to say was, congratulations to Reba and Brock."
"To Reba and Brock." Everybody said.
This would be something they'd never foget.