Title: Deceived
Chapter 14: Needing a fresh start
Time: Summer-Fall 2008 (when the Reba show would be starting season eight)
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Previously- "I gotta go. Maggie and Jake need me. Kyra is gone tonight. Cheyenne and Van can't cook. The kids have got to be starving."
"You have to stay here. The kids will be fine. Have them order take out or have Barbra Jean cook for them. It'll take her mind off Alex and give her something to do. You've been feeding her kid for about a week now. It's her turn to feed ours." Brock was talking very fast.
Reba knew that there was a deeper issue behind it. "Okay, Brock. Are you scared?"
He looked into her eyes again. "No, I'm not scared. I just don't want you to leave." He said these words in the most sincere way possible.
She ran her hand over his hair again. Her voice was breaking with emotion. "Okay, I'll stay. I'll stay right here. Just as long as you need me, okay?"
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The answers to the questions above will be revealed as you read the story. Here is Deceived!
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The next morning, Brock was asleep on the couch. Reba was in a chair, watching him sleep. When he started to move around in his sleep, she became worried and went over to make sure that he was alright. She brushed his hair back from his forehead gently. His eyes flew open and he roughly grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
"I was just checking on you. It's okay. It's just me, your wife."
Brock smiled at her. "I'm sorry."
"Does that happen a lot? Do you always wake up like that?"
Brock nodded. "Listen, I've got to get over to the docks. Everyone is in danger. Big Daddy is at the docks right now with a gun." He started to get up from the couch.
Reba blocked him from getting up. "Ssh, it's okay. You can't go anywhere. You don't have to worry about that now. Brock, you've been shot. Right here, in your shoulder. We're at your house. The kids are at my house, safe and sound. Barbra Jean is there with them, just like you wanted. She said that it was the least that she could do."
"Your house, my house. I really don't like how that sounds." Brock's voice was rising with temper.
"You really aren't a morning person, are ya? Listen, I did not go through all of the mess tending to your wound yesterday, just for you to hurt yourself again today." Reba tried to be gentle with him. She knew that he'd been through a lot in the past eight years. She's hoped that things would get better with time.
"I don't remember much."
"I know. Listen, Big Daddy is gone. Permanently. He's dead and we don't have to worry about him anymore."
"I think I shot him. He said that he killed all of you. That was the worst moment in my life."
"I'm so sorry that you went through that. We're fine. Mike found the bomb and it went off in the pond far enough away from the house. The kids are a little shook up, but fine."
"My shoulder really hurts."
"I know. I did the best I could."
Brock pulled the blankets up to his chin. "Could you close a window? It's really cold in here."
Reba looked around. The thermostat was set at 70 and there were no windows open. It was October, but it was 60 degrees outside. She put her hand on Brock's forehead. He was burning up. "You've got a fever, Brock."
"I need antibiotics. Listen. I always kept an extra prescription pad at home for emergencies. It's the green box of pictures in our closet. I figure that you haven't gotten rid of the box so it should still be there, right?"
Reba smiled. "Yeah, I hung onto it."
"That's my girl. Now call Barbra Jean and have her run it over here. I'll sign a prescription and Barbra Jean can fill it for us."
"Who's gonna stay with the kids?"
"Cheyenne is a mother, right? I'm sure that she can watch Jake and Maggie while we get this done. Please hurry. If the bullet didn't kill me, the infection still can." Brock took a hold of Reba's hand in his.
Reba pulled away and began to get ready to leave."I can do it. I should check on the kids anyway. I'll just go right down the street to the house and I'll be right back."
Brock took the telephone from the table in front of him and threw it against the wall with his good arm.
"No, don't go. I need you here, with me."
Reba went to pick up the telephone. She popped the battery back in and the cover on before setting it back in the charger away from Brock. "I know you do. But you don't have to throw a tantrum like a two year old to get me to stay."
"Really? 'Cause from where I'm sitting, that's the only thing that kept you from walking out the door."
"Fair enough. Please try to rest and relax. You've been through a lot."
"Why are you in such a hurry anyway? Are you tryin' to call your boyfriend and you don't want me to hear?"
"It's like I said. I needed to check on the kids."
"Barbra Jean is there. The kids are being looked after. What's the real reason?"
"I just needed a break. I'm stressing out and I've got high blood pressure."
"When did you get diagnosed with that anyway?"
"Last year. I'm having a hard time handling this."
"What do you mean by this?" Brock looks her straight in the eye. He wanted to know what was going on inside her head.
"This! You and me, this. It's hard. We've been thrown together under extreme emotional circumstances. I want to keep things in perspective. We haven't worked anything out yet. I'm not going to just take you back until that happens. I'm not doin' that again. Relationships take work and time. We haven't put in the work yet."
"We may not have to. I could still die today. If you go and something happens to me, I'll be alone. Please don't let me be alone. Have Barbra Jean bring you whatever you need. If you need a break, then go into another room. Call Dr. Morgan from one of the bedrooms upstairs, if you need to talk to him. Just don't leave me alone in this house."
Reba stayed in the room. She called Barbra Jean and explained the situation. Reba turned her attention back to Brock when the call ended. "She's gonna be here soon to help, okay?" She slowly ran her hand up and down Brock's good arm to comfort him. The tension in her body caused tears to come to her eyes. She was emotionally exhausted. She couldn't hold back the tears from running down her cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.
"I'm scared. I can only imagine what is going through Maggie's mind right now. I ran out of the house like a madwoman. Look, we are gonna get through this. I'm just scared right now."
"Well, we promised for better or for worse, right? I think that this is the worst. Please don't cry, honey. I'll do whatever you say. I'll be a good patient and then I'll get better. That day that Maggie first ran here, she was crying just like you are now. She trusted me to help her and I did."
"Great story. My daughter was traumatized on her birthday by seeing her parents screaming at each other."
"Her parents? Somehow I don't remember screaming at you that day."
"Right, sorry. You know what I mean. My daughter ran to a stranger's house because her mother was fighting with the only father that she had ever known."
"A stranger's house? Do I look like a stranger to you?"
"At the time, I didn't even know who you were. When I was talking to you through the door, I thought that I was talking to a stranger. Are you trying to pick a fight with me?"
"I didn't think so. I just talked to you about your tears and how Maggie trusts me to help her. I want you to trust me. That's when we got all defensive and started picking each other apart."
Reba sat down on the floor next to the couch where Brock was. "True. It's just so strange. I don't know what memories to connect where and who to connect them with."
"How about a fresh start then? We can figure out the rest together." Brock stuck out his good hand. "I'm Brock Hart. I'm from Dallas, Texas."
Reba smiled and shook his hand. "I'm Reba McKinney. I'm from McAlester, Oklahoma."
To be continued...
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