Disclaimer-Reba isn't mine

Brock's POV

I can't believe how incredibly stupid one has to be to sleep with his ex-wife when he's married. But apparently, I've reached that level of idiocy. Clap hands, Brock knows a big word. Maybe I'm not an idiot. Maybe I'm just a pathetic loser.

Still. I might regret doing it…but I can't say that it wasn't the best time of my life. Why in the Hell did I divorce her?

Oh yeah, because I got BJ pregnant.

BJ…I really do love the little nun. She's so incredibly bouncy and cheerful. I really do have strong feelings for her, even though sometimes she seems a little…one-dimensional. She smiles when we fight, for God's sakes!

~"WAAAAHHHHH!!!"~

There goes Henry. He's probably hungry.

Oh my God. What if I got Reba pregnant?! She's not going through menopause yet, Cheyenne would have told me. And we didn't use protection.

I AM an idiot. AND a pathetic loser. Maybe I should add pervert to the list as well.

~Brock got Henry's bottle out of the fridge and started to feed his son.~

But what am I gonna do if she IS pregnant? Reba would never, EVER, abort a child. She wouldn't abort if Saddam Hussein was the father!

I suppose I'll just have to take care of the child. Let's see, this makes two wives and five children…

Wait a minute! How do I even know she's pregnant? Who long has it been? 4 days? That means Reba will have an answer. God bless pregnancy tests.

But the big question remains…should I tell BJ, regardless of if Reba is pregnant or not?

~Brock put his son back in the crib for his nap.~

BJ might be able to handle it, after all, I was married to Reba when I got her pregnant. And I'm married to BJ when I got Reba pregnant.

Jesus. Can anyone say soap opera?

~Brock looked over to see BJ sleeping in the bed. He made sure that Henry was secure in his crib, stationed 10 feet away from the bed, and then went to the door.~

I need some time to think…

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