I could hear voices, lots of them, all talking, but I couldn't make out a word they said, or who they were. I didn't feel real, I felt strange.

I tried opening my eyes, but couldn't, they were too heavy. All the voices around me sounded like they were talking underwater. I felt sick. Am I dead?

I tried opening my eyes again with somewhat of a success, but the light was too blinding to keep them open. I closed them immediately and let out a small groan.

I heard someone come closer to me. "Reba?" it was Narvel.

I finally got my eyes open and looked around, only to realize I was in my bed, in my bedroom, at home. "What happened?" I asked.

"You got light headed while talking to Ronnie, and passed out. You hit your head really hard. How do you feel?"

I sat up in bed, I noticed Ronnie was standing to the right of Narvel. Narvel sat down beside me.

"Like my head is going to explode." I rubbed my head, I could feel a slight lump, I don't remember falling. "I had a weird dream. I dreamt that after our talk, Shelby came home and then I woke up and I dreamt that he was here, then I killed myself."

Narvel looked at me with a look of concern.

"it felt so real." I said. I tried to hide my emotions, didn't work. "Why didn't you take me to the hospital?" I wondered.

"You weren't out very long, I had just walked in the door when Ronnie was trying to catch you. I saw you fall, and I carried you up here. Do you think you need to go?" asked Narvel.

"I don't think so, I think I will be fine."

"I really ought to get going back home, Janine has dinner ready. Let me know if you need anything, ok Reba?"

I nodded and he said goodbye.

"We need to talk Reba." Narvel said. He was looking down to the blanket on the bed, avoiding eye contact.

"Do we have to?"

He looked up to me and I could see pain and guilt in his eyes. "I never meant to hurt you Reba. I didn't realize in the moment what I had done until I got home and seen your finger, Ronnie told me I broke it. I am sorry Reba. I got mad, it's just you mean more to me then anything in this world, and I hate that you may think I am only with you because of money."

His words really got to me. "I never have once thought that Narvel, honestly. I don't know why I said that, it just came out. Your actions earlier scared me, I thought I had finally pushed you away for good. I know I am not the easiest person to live with, or love." I looked away, willing the tears not to fall.

"Reba, there is nothing in this world that would make me not love you, nothing."

I looked to him, and hated to say what I was going to. "Janine did."

The look of pain and guilt in his eyes just deepened at my words.

"I know you want me to just forget it because I forgave you, but I can't. it made me realize how easy you could just throw me away and ruin my life. I was so broken when you left me. It was so unexpected, and I hated you for it. I can't just forget that. I'm sorry." I started to openly cry, and I turned away from him completely.

"I know you can't, and I hate myself for making you feel that way." he took my hand in his. " I promise you, for every second of every minute of every day I will spend all of it making sure you know how beautiful, how amazing, and how loved you are. I made a huge mistake and I would give everything to go back in time and stop myself, but I can't."

"I thought about killing myself when you left earlier."

He looked at me in shock. "What?"

I tuned back around to face him, but still didn't make eye contact. "After you left, I went into our bathroom and got out some pills, I debated taking them all. I felt I had nothing to live for anymore. Shelby's gone, you left, and I just felt like giving up."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"How was I supposed to?"

He hugged me and held on and I just cried. "I couldn't go through with it, I knew Shelby wouldn't want that, so I didn't. I went to the hospital instead. Narvel?" he looked at me. "Promise me if you ever get a time machine, go back and save our son instead."

He smiled at me. "I promise I will."

We spent the rest of the night talking. I had a bad headache and was ready for bed early.

I woke up around 1am and didn't know why I was awake at first. I didn't have to go to the bathroom, and I didn't have any bad dreams or anything. Narvel was sleeping peacefully beside me.

It was then that I heard a noise. It wasn't a loud noise, but It was coming from downstairs. I woke Narvel up.

"What?" he asked groggily while rubbing his eyes.

"I heard something downstairs. I think someone's in our house."

He sat up, more alert now. Suddenly we heard the noise again. Narvel got up quickly and found his gun. He went downstairs and I followed right behind him.

We got downstairs and I could see a figure in our kitchen.

Narvel snuck in behind the person. As I got closer I gasped when I realized who it was. Narvel froze, and the person turned around.

They stood there with a sandwich in their mouth, a little shocked that we were behind them.

I couldn't believe it. This can't be another dream, it's so real.

"Surprise…."

Narvel practcally dropped his gun, fortunately it didn't go off.

I ran and hug the boy standing in front of me. Please don't let me be dreaming, please, not again.