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"Good morning ladies" Brock had never been in a happier mood in months. He entered the kitchen whistling a tune, giving Reba a good morning kiss, grabbed his coffee and was about to join the ladies for breakfast. He looked at the two of them and decided to skip breakfast. One pregnant lady was having a bowl of strawberry ice cream plus he saw two empty Popsicle sticks on the table; and another one having a hamburger, French Fries, and a milkshake. "Are you two having an eating contest? Ouch!" he got smacked from both Reba and Barbra Jean without them saying a word. Maybe standing between two pregnant ladies wasn't a very good idea, he moved next to Reba. He sat and stared at her. "How are you feeling?" Brock just realized that the ladies were still in their pajamas, and how did they get burgers?
"I'm fine, it was Barbra Jean having her morning sickness this morning. And after she got rid of everything, she began to look for food and we went to a burger place." Reba told him about them getting up early and going to a drive-thru in their jammies under their robes and got a funny look. They were having so much fun. "And look what she's having for breakfast."
"Oh look who's talking miss second bowl of ice cream!" said Barbra Jean finishing off her burger.
"I'm going to see Cheyenne and mini-Van, are you coming with me?" invited Reba.
"Sure, Henry's also missed Elizabeth. Maybe we can take them out to the zoo, just like old times. Shoot I should have made matching t-shirt!" Barbra Jean wailed. "Man I wish I could move back here!" After Breakfast, all of them went to visit Cheyenne. They planned to go to the zoo later, but meanwhile Cheyenne seemed to need a little help with the newborn. Reba was holding mini-Van trying to burp him when the doorbell rang, Cheyenne went to open the door.
"You better go, mom's here!" Cheyenne told her friend
"What? You are the one who called me to come over and why can't I stay? I like your mom, she's hot!"
"I didn't think she'd be here when I called you, but it's really not a good time, go go go" and Cheyenne shut the door, but not soon enough. Reba stood not too far looking for an answer
"Who's that?"
"A friend" Cheyenne looked a little guilt
"I remember her voice Cheyenne." Brock and Barbra Jean just entered the room to join the conversation, followed by Van. He was showing Barbra Jean the tree house, which pretty much just a pile of wood right now. "How long have you known Carrie?" asked Reba glancing at Brock, who also looked a little guilty.
"She was in my classes when I was studying dentistry. We were the two hottest blondes in the class. She told me that she'd be working with dad and I kinda ask her if she could make you jealous." Cheyenne admitted.
"Why would you do that for?" she asked Cheyenne, but still glared at Brock as if to find out if he had anything to do with this little scheme. Brock put his hands up motioning that he had nothing to do with that at all.
"Well, I just wanted you and dad to get back together and you didn't trust him and I just don't know how long it's gonna take you before you trust him again. C'mon mom, Kyra said he was standing outside of your window every night, I don't know how could you be so heartless, so when Carrie told me she'd be working for dad, I just want to find out if you could see him being with someone else. If dad really fell for her, then you'd know he's just a pig and move on"
"Hey!" cried Brock
"Oh shut up dad I'm helping you!"
"You really didn't know about this?" Reba asked Brock
"I swear to God, not until yesterday when she came to our house, she admitted that she didn't mean to make you hate her, it was Cheyenne's idea and she really likes you." Reba still narrowed her eyes in suspicious.
"Why did she all of the sudden admit to you?"
"As soon as she left your place she called me and told me that she spotted the hickey you gave dad and she said 'mission accomplished'. She assumed that everything between you and dad were ok now. She really didn't want to do this mom, so she got out of it as soon as she can." Cheyenne admitted everything to her mom.
"Van..." she turned to Van
"I didn't know what Cheyenne planned I swear, but she did tell me to pretend not knowing Carrie if I ever saw her with you or Mr. Hart" admitted Van
"Aren't you afraid that she might 'accidentally' have an affair with your dad for real?" Barbra jean questioned
"Well... how can I say this... she's more interested in mom, than dad."
"WHAT?" Barbra Jean and Reba cried out in unison, Brock and Van let out a loud laugh "You mean she's..."
"Yeah, super gay" Brock and Van couldn't stop laughing
"I should introduce her to Sadie" Reba rolled her eyes
"Mom, there's a good reason why she never hit on me, she only has a thing for redheads." said Cheyenne. For some reason, Brock and Van found that really amusing.
"Is that why she said you look hot in that outfit." teased Brock, Reba smacked him "Well, I must say she has great taste in woman." Brock couldn't stop chuckling
"Oh you wouldn't wanna hear the way she described mom. I mean, I'm her daughter and she told me she has a thing for redheads and mom totally fit her description. She even said if dad ever left mom again..."
"AH STOP!" Reba held up her hand
"I think I know which topic is gonna come up when I talk to her tomorrow at work" Brock continued to laugh "Should I start getting jealous? Ouch!" Reba smacked him again.
"Good Lord! It's nice to know that I have option, but can you let her know that I don't have desire in gayness whatsoever?"
"Yeah and if I can't have her, no one can!" announced Barbra Jean so protectively.
"Oh for the love of grit and gravy, don't you start that too!" cried Reba. Brock laughed as the two women were joking and laughing with each other. There was no doubt in his mind who he really loved. The redhead had captured his heart from the first time their eyes met and he had never stopped loving her. The love he had for her grew deeply in his heart. He didn't know what he did to deserve her, but he knew he was lucky enough to get a second chance from her, he swore he would not let her go again.
"Brock are you crying?" asked Reba seeing his eyes a little misty.
"Huh? No I was laughing so hard, I wasn't crying." Brock didn't even realized how emotional he was.
"Aww... Here Cheyenne take your baby, I'll take care of mine" she gave the baby back to Cheyenne "Come here you big baby" she gave Brock a hug and a little peck on his lips.
"I love you, Reba" said Brock pecking her lips again
"And I love you too" she wrapped her arms around him and held him tight.
Aww..." Barbra Jean and Cheyenne let out a happy sigh, seeing they were in love again.
Now that Reba knew about Carrie, she didn't look at her through jealous eyes anymore, and she learned that in fact, she was very professional. Carrie said she hated it that people hardly take her seriously because the way she looked. Reba was impressed when Carrie told her that she worked at Hooters to send herself through dental school. Reba started to like her more by the minute. Reba found that Carrie was adorable, just like Cheyenne but witty and sharp just like Kyra. Reba didn't mind hanging out with her as long as she knew that her intention was nothing more than friendship and don't make a pass on her, she had nothing against lesbians. She was also friend with Sadie after all.
"You let her call you 'Reba'?" via the phone, Reba could almost tell Barbra Jean was pouting
"Oh call me a flirt! She's nice, we hung out in the mall today. She helped me choose some sexy outfit to wear before I can't wear it anymore." said Reba rubbing her belly, the bump was starting to become more prominent. She had been driving Brock crazy with sexy lingerie and Carrie had helped her picked, she wouldn't feel comfortable with either Cheyenne or Kyra for picking out things like that, but with Carrie, she had fun. It was like the other side of her that she just discovered. It all started when Reba accidentally mentioned that Brock said she wasn't hot or sexy, and Carrie looked at her as if she had two heads. And she had been helping Reba bring out the sexy side of herself ever since. Brock even commented that it's good thing she wasn't introduced to Carrie before they got together again or else Reba wouldn't be single for this long. He learned that deep down, Reba in fact had a very 'colorful' personality that had been buried beneath 'beige', he should have known when she stole Van's car to cruise around town. And the fact she let them join the mile-high club, no 'beige' person would have done that.
"You went to the mall with her? Dear God Reba, it was like you're cheating on me!" cried Barbra Jean over the phone. She didn't want to lose her best friend. It took her 6 years before Reba accepted her as a best friend. She didn't want to lose that now. And in just a few weeks later, she showed up at Reba's front door again.
"Hey Reee.." Barbra Jean barged in knowing Reba would be home at this time a day, didn't expected to see Brock was there too.
"CRRAAAAAAPPP, Barbra Jean! Don't you know how to knock!" complained Reba, jumping up to her feet and straightening up her clothes. Brock sat up straight on the couch running his fingers through his hair.
"It's broad daylight and you didn't lock the door, who would have thought? You know your kids could walk in and out anytime right?"
"Kyra won't be back until later tonight, Jake went to see his friends and won't be back till dinner time, who would have thought you'd barge in from nearly a thousand miles from here?" said Reba annoyingly.
"You want me to leave?" pouted Barbra Jean; she got emotional from being pregnant and the thought of Reba not wanting to be her friend anymore.
"Nha, the moment has past." said Reba, sitting back down on the couch, motioned her to stay.
"But seriously, next time, lock the door!" said Barbra Jean sitting down on the chair.
"It's her fault." Brock blamed Reba "I was watching golf, minding my own business and she came in the room and seduced me."
"All I did was pick up the dip and told you to move over!"
"Not just that you also said you..."
"Hungry! I said I was hungry!"
"I could have sworn you said you were..."
"Oh shut up and get me some ice cream!" Brock chuckled; he kissed her cheek that just turned bright peach before disappearing into the kitchen. Barbra Jean looked at her best friend's top, a little lower cut than she usually allowed to revealed her cleavage, not something she saw often. No wonder Brock was easily put in the mood. It must have been Carrie that talked her into getting it. "Anyway Barbra Jean, what brings you here? Dr. Hu didn't say anything about how often you came to Houston?"
"Dr. Yonge! When are you going to get his name right, Reba? Call him Tim! And yes, he started to complain since I'm pregnant and taking the Greyhound for nearly ten hours a trip isn't the most comfortable things in the world. But I can't help it, I'm losing my best friend!" cried Barbra Jean. "Brock, shouldn't you be at work today?" asked Barbra Jean, seeing him returned with a Popsicle stick for Reba. She just realized that it was currently Brock's office hours.
"I should, but all my morning appointments today were just teeth cleaning, and almost all of them were guys. Carrie said she could handle them. She told me to go home and taking care of my wife. And that's what I was hoping to do before you showed up." Barbra Jean disliked Carrie by the minute. "Where's Henry?" Brock started to look for the boy.
"I stopped by Cheyenne's before I came here, I thought you'd be at work. Anyway, Reba, are we still friends?" pouted Barbra Jean, Reba had been hanging around Carrie so much lately and she felt left out.
"Of course we are still friends, what makes you think I'll stop being friends with you? Although I might reconsider if you ever barge in when something good is about to happen again." said Reba quickly finishing off her desert. Brock chuckled at her comment, he loved it when she was pregnant, and he loved giving her all attention she needed.
"Anyway, I'll let you two catch up then. I'm going back to my office. I have root canal appointment later. I'll see you later honey, and we'll have that discussion about you 'whether you were hungry or something else' tonight." Brock gave Reba a kiss before returning to work. Barbra Jean observed his action. She was right to leave, he had never stopped loving her best friend, and for almost 7 years, she had never seen Reba happier. After Brock left, the two ladies just hung out together: going to the mall, watching a movie, having a post lunch, having a pre-dinner and some snacks in-between. And when it was about time for Brock to finish work, Reba decided to drop by and see if he wanted to go to dinner with them. Barbra Jean couldn't wait to meet Carrie.
"Hi Reba, looking hot as usual" Carrie greeted with a little hug. And as they started to have conversation, Barbra Jean cleared her throat and nudged Reba, wanted to be introduced.
"Oh yeah, Barbra Jean, this is Carrie, Brock's new intern. Carrie this is Barbra Jean, my girl friend, I mean friend who happen to be a girl, I mean a woman." Reba stumbled. Carried giggled, sometimes Reba was still a little jumpy about her being lesbian.
"I know I know, you're only interested in men, or only Dr, Hart to be precise." said Carrie with a smile "Hello Barbra Jean, nice to finally meet you. Reba told me so much about you."
"Nice to finally meet you too. And of course she would talk to you about me. I've known Reba for a long time and for your information peaches, she's mine!" Barbra Jean stepped between them. Carrie's eyes lit up. Reba could tell she was just being playful. Carried walked to the other side of Reba and held her arm.
"Is she? Prove it" they had a moment of eye contact. Reba wished she wasn't in-between.
"I knew her first and I'm her best friend." Barbra Jean held Reba's other arm, almost pulling her over.
"Only because you know her first doesn't mean she would like you more than me. You're leaving in couple of days and then she'll be all mine" said Carrie, pulling Reba to her side a little bit more.
"She likes me more because I'm taller than you" said Barbra Jean, Reba rolled her eyes, when Barbra Jean tried to win an argument, she always came up with something weird.
"Well if that's the case she must like me more since I'm bustier than you are." Reba just hoped Carrie wasn't seriously meant what she just said.
"Those? Where did you have them done anyway? 'Cause they look fake!"
"They are real, hun, but you're probably not used to things being perky, because yours kinda droop. If you want, I'll help you find a Doctor for you, 'cause seriously, you may want to do something about that saggy bottom too." The catfight continued for a few more minutes before Brock came in to rescue. When Reba was pulled away, they were shouting 'she's mine' and bluffing each other.
"Actually, she's mine." said Brock grabbing her hand and lead her to his office "and don't get me start on what I have and you two don't! Before anyone had chance to follow, he taped 'DO NOT DISTURB' note on the door.
"I wish I have that same effect on men!" Reba gripped.
"I'm attracted to you aren't I?" Brock kissed her after the door closed; they could still here a little catfight outside. "Here, why don't you just sit and relax." he sat her down on his lap. And talked about the baby. He rubbed her tummy that already showed that she was carrying his little one. Her skin glowed, along with her gorgeous smile; he couldn't help but kiss her passionately. A moment later, before things heated up, they heard a soft knock on the door.
"I don't mean to interrupt, but I'm hungry, shall we go for dinner?" asked Barbra Jean peaking her head in after Brock allowed her in.
"I drove here, so why don't Barbra Jean and I go pick up Henry and Jake and after you drop Carrie off, you can pick us up at home?" Barbra Jean looked at Carrie with victory in her look. Reba saw that and decided to join in with the fun. "Or you and Barbra Jean can go pick up Jake and Henry while I drop Carrie off..."
"YES!" Carrie let out a shout pulling her fist to her side. "I mean... Thank you." Reba chuckled at her action and Barbra Jean pouted.
"I'm going with Reba" announced Barbra Jean
"But she said she's dropping me off."
"I know what she said, Brock can go pick up the kids alone, but I'm going with my best friend"
"Fine, I call short gun!"
"I'm her best friend, I get to sit at the front." Brock glanced at Reba as if to say 'look what you've done'. He sighed as he took his car keys out and put them in Barbra Jean's hand.
"Here you drop off Carrie, and take Jake and Henry out for pizza. Reba and I are going out to a romantic dinner."
"WHAT?" the two blonds shouted out at the same time, but Brock already pulled Reba out the door. After they came back from a romantic dinner at their favorite restaurant out of town, Barbra Jean was sitting on the couch pouting and had her arms folded as soon as she saw Reba come back.
"Where have you been?" asked Barbra Jean with her arms still folded across her chest. Brock grinned and quickly excused himself to go upstairs. Because being between two pregnant ladies wasn't something he'd prefer.
"Okay, what's matter with you Barbra Jean? You're acting like a jealous wife!" asked Reba sitting next to her friend on the couch
"I'm losing my best friend to a blonde bimbo"
"I'm going to assume that you didn't mean what I just thought you said. You're not losing me, we are still friends. We still keep in touch. You're Henry's mom, Brock's son. There's no way I could get rid of you for good, not matter how hard I tried. We may not get to hang out, but believe me, for a woman who's once I shared my husband with, you hold a special place in my heart." Reba patted Barbra Jean's shoulder.
"You really mean it?"
"Cross my heart" said Reba with a smile
"I should go to bed, I have to go back tomorrow so Henry wouldn't miss his school."
"I'll go visit you at Fisheye Bottom sometime, I promise. And by the way, next time don't take the bus, just fly!" Reba accepted a hug from her best friend before she disappeared in Cheyenne's old room. Reba let out a long sigh, sure she was a friend with Carrie, but she also missed Barbra Jean more often than she wanted to admit. Reba walked into her room that was now hers and Brock's room again. Brock was getting ready for bed when Reba went behind him and wrapped her arms around his middle.
"Hmm... What was that for?" Brock was a little surprise. She showed affectionate toward him sometimes, and most of the time she wanted something.
"What? Can't I just give my husband a hug?" said Reba with a sheepish grin. Brock turned around and wrapped his arms around her gave her a tender kiss. He looked into her sparkling blue eyes. Yep, she wanted something. "Alright, I want to go to Fisheye Bottom sometime maybe next month. We can visit Barbra Jean and we can go to Hope Island and the Tropical garden. I missed our romantic time together."
"I'd love that. And I'm sure it'd be even more romantic this time when we go back. Feel free to run into my arms topless anytime you want" and Reba playfully slapped his upper arm.
"You're not going to let me live that down, aren't you?"
"Nope, I nearly had a heart attack seeing you for the first time in too many years, you can't take that away from me, babe" said Brock with a mischievous grin. "Now... about today..."
"Yeah... I said what you heard me said" she admitted giving him a naughty little wink before whispering into his ear "and I still am." Ain't life just wonderful when everything is right. Despite being pregnant, she was still gorgeous under the ray of the moonlight. Brock realized he could not lose Reba ever again, and he had to make this last. He would start by making it real.