"Reba your not pregnant." you just had your appendix out."

"Brock! I'm not stupid or blind I Know what the pregnancy test said this morning! " I'm going to have a baby!"

"Your serious?" were going to have another child?" Brock says as he blacks out hitting the floor.

Dr. Rebels ran back into the room as he saw him laying on the floor passed out. "Sir?" You okay?" asking him questions hopping he would respond

"Everything seems to be good his blood flow is okay an the color is back in his face."

Brock opened his eyes as he slowly raised up still seeing the room spin a little. "Reba I had the weirdest dream." We were going to have another baby."

"We are you mo-ron!" sighing as she throws the covers off her arms " I should have told you this morning but I didn't want know how to."

"It's okay." I can't believe it were having another baby." I couldn't be happier." Kissing her gently on her forehead.

Reba started to feel relaxed with the meds they gave her for pain an fell a sleep. Brock walked away from her bedside taking a seat in the chair next to the window.

Covering up with his jacket he watched his sleeping beauty dreft off to sleep.

The moon cam out from behind the clouds lighting up the room putting him right to sleep.

What Am I Gonna Do About You By Reba Mc Entire was going through Reba's mind as she remembered him saying he didn't want anymore kids. Opening her eyes as they adjust to the dark room looking over at Brock with tears falling down her face.

Morning came with the sun barely peeking through the clouds with a sound of thunder rolling in the distance as Brock began to wake up to the sound.

"Ms. Hart?" said Dr. Rebels knocking lightly on the door.

"Yeah?" said Reba in a tired voice.

"You can go home an get some rest." I'll bring in a wheelchair for her." walking back outside

"Thank you." said Brock walking up to Reba's bedside

"Oh good I get to lay in my own bed I hate hospital beds." sighing as she tried to raise up slowly to get dressed.

Helping her walk to the bathroom to change. " Don't worry I'll be right outside if you need me." said Brock

Where was that man twenty years ago Reba thought to herself putting on her socks an shoes.

"Okay I'm ready." Let's get out of here." taking a seat in the wheelchair they brought her.

Driving up to the stop sign Reba turns on the radio as her song started to play. What Am I Gonna Do About You By Reba Mc Entire who happened to be one of her idols an favorite singer of all time. Laying her head against the window she watched the trees move by as if they were running a marathon.

"Brock can I ask you something an you be totally one hundred percent honest with me?"

"Yes." Keeping his eyes on the road

"Do you want this baby?"

"Hey look there's that new Mexican place people were talking about."

"Brock!"

"What!"

" I asked you a question an you didn't answer me! Do you want this child?"

"I don't know..." driving into the driveway putting the car in park

"That's your answer I don't know!" rolling her eyes as she stumbles out of the car heading to the house

"Reba wait!" said Brock walking into the house seeing her on the couch laying down

"I waited long enough for you Brock if you don't want this child then getting married to you again was a mistake." punching her pillow

Taking a seat in one of the arm chairs running his fingers through his hair an down his face trying to figure out what to say without getting into another argument.

"Reba I never said I didn't want this baby I do."

"Do you really mean that?" raising up from the couch

"Yes I do with all my heart."

"I"m so glad cause I've always dreamed to have another baby with you."

"Me too." smiling as he sat down beside her holding her in his arms.

"I love you Brock."

"I love you too Reba."

Chapter 11 is coming soon...