"Since we are both back in our jeans and tee shirts what do we do know? It's not like we have much options." She ask.

"Maybe we can watch a movie, if we can find one on the 3 channels we get. I'll let you try to find a movie while I get the popcorn." He rummaged through the cabinets trying to find the popcorn, and after a 10 minute search, he found some. 3 minutes later the popcorn was ready, but he could here Reba cussing in the living room.

"Damnit. Work. I have moved you 100 times. Pick up one movie you bastard."

"Easy red. Your just going to make it worse. What is it on now?"

"Nothing yet..." she moved it around a bit more and finally the picture came to life. She flipped through the channels and all she could find to watch was Gunsmoke, and Family Matters. "Gunsmoke ok?"

"That will be fine." They sat on the couch, watching Matt Dillon and Miss Kitty.

"You know, I never understood why they never kissed."

"Never?"

"Never. Not in the 20 something years the show aired."

"Seems odd, but I gues that is how television was back then. Everything was censored."

"I guess they just wanted the audience to draw conclusions themselves."

"Maybe, but you'd think they would let the audience witness them kiss one time. I mean, as many scrapes and cuts she's doctored, and as many bullet wounds she's attended to."

"It just gave the audience a reason to watch.Will they kiss this episode or the next?"

" Sounds right. I guess they just wanted to keep an audience."

"Amanda Blake is a total babe." He mumbled while stuffing popcorn in his mouth.this earned him a playful slap from Reba. "What! I have a thing for red heads."

"Um hmm"

"I married you didn't I?"

"You also divorced me didn't you?

"I'm not discussing this tonight."

"Discussing what tonight?"

"The divorce. I've heard enough about our divorce." He sat the popcorn down.

"I was merely stating a fact."

"Well I'm walking out, I need some air. I'm not fighting tonight Reba." He got up from the couch and went into the porch and sat in the glider. Why must she always bring up the divorce?

"Brock please come back inside."

"No. I'm not fighting about this Reba. We have been through this argument so many times I have lost count. I'm done talking about the divorce. I don't want to think about the divorce!"

"You don't have to get upset everytime I point out the fact that you left me for someone else."

"There you go again. I'm done talking about this." He got up to go inside but she wouldn't move."Reba move."

"Why. So you can run, like you do every other time we have an argument.Wasnt that our problem. You didn't want to talk to me about our problems. Refused to see a marriage counselor. Then in the same decade you go to a marriage counselor to try and save your second marriage."

"Oh, so you really want to argue tonight.Alright let's argue."

"I don't want to argue." She stepped aside and he walked in turning to her.

"From this point on, no more divorce talk, or I'm out. I'm going back to Houston. You can let someone else babysit."

"You'd really leave me."

"If your acting like this. You bet your ass. If I wanted to rehash all my past sins, I'd become catholic and start confessing to a priest."

"I'll not bring it up again."

"Good. Now that we have that settled, can we finish gunsmoke?"

"Yes."

A knock at the door sounded before Brock could get settled.Brock walked over to the door, looking out the peep hole. It was only Officer Lewis.

" It's just lewis Reba." Brock opened the door and greeted the officer.

"Evening James. What brings you by?"

"You never called so I was a little worried."

"Oh yeah. We forgot." Lewis eyes glanced at the bowl of popcorn and the tv.

"I see you two were comfortable, but I came to tell you I have an update on your case."

"Last night we went back to the crime scene. A note was left addressed to you. I'm not going to tell you what the letter said, but it wasn't pretty. It's really important that you stay put for awhile. I have a picture here and I want to run it by you Reba. Do you know this man? Reba's face turned pale.

"Yes. That is Blake, but how could he do this? He was with me last night." Brock stood silent.

"He didn't, do that to your house, but he is an accomplice to the murders we believe. He's been under our radar for some time, because he dated the first victim. We never could pin him to the murders.He is the Ted Bundy type in my opinion. He comes off as nice, a real gentleman, but deep down he is a sadistic evil man. I had no idea you had a connection to him until your daughter was telling my deputy you had a date with a nice doctor. Call it a hunch, that I assumed it was him."

"He was a perfect gentleman. How could a Dr be a killer?"

"Trust me ma'am, those you'd never expect can be killers."

" Are you sure I mean..."

"I am not 100% positive but so far it doesn't look good for him."

"Also, your daughter said to give you this." It was a family picture.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome. One more thing before I go. This will be the last time I come here. That card I gave you has 5,000 dollars cash. If you need anything, only ask Christine and Tim. I would trust those two with my life. If I tell them to tell you, I owe you some money, I want you Brock, to take her as far as you can away from here. Got it?"

"I will."

"Reba. You have to stay close to Brock.Dont buck up and say no."

"I won't." She held her hands up.

"Good. I'll be seeing you two." He topped his hat and was gone in a flash.

"So Dr Jackass is actually Dr Rudnick."

"Yes. How in gods name did I get so unlucky. I'm cursed when it comes to men."

"Your not cursed. Just not lucky."

"Oh shut up moron. I'm going to bed. It's been a hell of a week. I need sleep."

"I guess I should turn in early myself."

"Tomorrow better be a better day."