Reba and the rest of her family spent the night at Brock's house. Kyra and Jake slept in Kyra's room, Cheyenne and Van took the guest room, Henry had his own room, Reba got the bed, and Brock took the couch. They told the family that Reba and Kevin got into a fight that got out of hand and they thought it would be better if they all stayed with Brock. They didn't tell the kids that they were getting back together though. After sitting down and talking about it, they decided that after tonight, as long as Kevin was ok when Reba and the kids went home, they would go back to their everyday routines. They knew that if they told Kevin that Reba wanted a divorce things would end badly, and there was a good chance that he would take out any anger he had on Reba.

Brock stayed in the room with Reba until she fell asleep because she had asked him to. She felt much safer when Brock was around. Kevin didn't even try to call and ask where the family was that night.

Reba didn't sleep well at all. First, she couldn't get to sleep, and then she had a bad dream. After her dream she didn't want to be in the room by herself, so she went downstairs and got herself a glass of milk. Once she opened the fridge, there was a figure illuminated by the refrigerator light, behind her that in the corner of her eye she could see someone there. She gasped, and turned around, thinking it was Kevin. Once her eyes focused she saw that it wasn't Kevin—it was Barbra Jean. "What are you doing here?!" she asked trying to catch her breath.

"I was just about to ask you that same question," BJ said a little calmer then Reba.

"Well, it's a long story, but things aren't working out between me and Kevin," she then turned back to the fridge to get out the milk carton and BJ saw the bruise on her arm and the welts all over.

"Oh my God! What happened to you?!" She asked in shock.

"That would be the long story that I am in no mood to explain," Reba told her, "So what are you doing here?"

"I don't know. I guess I just miss the feeling of this place. I'm guessing that Brock told you what was going on?" Reba nodded, and then told her that they explained it to the kids also, "Yeah, well, I was just leaving."

"Barbra Jean, wait! Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, go ahead."

"Well, how would you feel if I starting seeing Brock?"

"No, I wouldn't mind at all. That would actually make me happy! That is one of the reasons for me and Brock's divorce. NOT that I'm blaming you! Don't get me wrong, we couldn't get along if our lives depended on it, but he has always really loved you, Reba." And surprisingly BJ said all of this with a smile.

"Barbra Jean I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen to you…" Reba said looking down.

"No! No! Honey, it's not your fault! Don't blame yourself. It wasn't just meant to be. There is nothing that anyone can do about it. We've all seen the way you look at each other whenever you see each other: You're in love."

Reba was at a loss for words. So instead of just standing there looking dumb, she walked over to Barbra Jean and gave her a hug. Then she told BJ, "Thank you. I do love him," and that was the easiest thing Reba had ever said. Never before had Reba been able to say that about anyone so easily. Any form of 'I love you' came out the wrong way or was something she had to think about. This was real, she really did love Brock.

Soon there after, Barbra Jean went back to her apartment. Once Reba finished her milk, she went into the living room and made Brock move over so she could lay with him on the couch. Brock loved that he had the chance to hold Reba again. Reba didn't mean to, but before she knew it she had fallen asleep. Thankfully, Reba woke up before anyone else in the house, and got up so none of the kids saw them lying together.

She left Brock a note and told him that she was going home and getting ready. It was Saturday and she didn't have to go to work, but she still wanted to go home and get out of Brock's pajama pants that were way to big, and Barbra Jean's old t-shirt. She was afraid of Kevin, but that wasn't going to prevent her from going in her own house. She walked in and saw no signs of him, and when she got upstairs she didn't see him in their room. There was a sudden feeling of relief when she knew that Kevin was there, but she knew that he could come home any minute.

Quickly she showered and then got dressed. Then, she went into the kitchen to get something to eat. She hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon and she was starving. She got herself a bowl of cereal and a banana. When she went to sit down she saw a note that read:

Reba,

I'm out with some of my friends from work today. Don't worry. I'll be home around 5:00 p.m. tonight. I hope that you can learn to forgive me. I lost my temper and I feel terrible about it. Please tell Brock that I apologize for being such a jerk. I swear nothing like this will ever happen again. I didn't mean I, you know that. I love you!

–Kevin

Reba wasn't about to fall for it this time. He would act perfect for a sort time, but in the end he would loose it again. She wasn't going to put herself through that again.

Later that day, Reba went back to Brock's house for the kids. She took them all back and told Cheyenne to, yet again keep and eye on Jake, but this time it was different. She was going to see her lawyer. She was leaving Kevin once and for all. She brought Brock with her because she didn't want to go alone, and she just wanted to be with him.

Once they left Brock told her how incredibly proud he was of her. He told her that he was never leaving her side, and that he was there for her anytime. Brock always knew what to say to make Reba feel better, and in this situation it was working, yet again.

Reba told the family all about what was going on later that night. She told them everything, even the part about her and Brock wanting to get back together. They were all excited to hear about that. They thought that maybe the kids wanted them to get back together even more then Reba and Brock themselves!

Although they were excited they told the kids that they could say nothing about the divorce to Kevin. They understood completely and promised they wouldn't say a word. Now all they had to do was pretend that everything was fine for about a month, until the divorce papers were sent out to Kevin. They knew that after Kevin found out about the divorce he was going to be very angry, and they also knew they couldn't stay home with him when he was like that.

The family eventually did get back into a regular routine. They all spent as much time as they could at Brock's just to be safe, and Kevin spent a lot of time out with friends. About a month after Reba had filed for divorce there was no news about Kevin receiving any papers. They family kept a close eye on the mail and Reba tried calling her lawyer but he just kept telling her that these kinds of things take time, and that he would send them out any day now.

In the meantime, Reba was starting to feel sick. Everyone thought she might have caught the flu, but Reba didn't think it was the flu. It didn't feel like the flu, but then again, Reba didn't normally get sick, so she wasn't one to ask about these kinds of things.

It was about 4:00 p.m. and the kids were home from school by now, but just like every other day, they were at Brock's house. Reba was still at home, and Brock came by to see what she was up to, also making sure that everything was ok.

When he first walked in he saw Reba lying down on the couch with a wet towel over her eyes. "Reba?" She lifted the towel and as soon as she saw Brock she smiled.

"Hey," she said, before placing the towel back over her eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't feel too good."

"Ah, the kids told me you weren't feeling too great. They said you had the flu."

"Yeah, I don't know, Brock. It doesn't feel like the flu at all," she took a deep breath before she said what she was thinking. "I think I might be pregnant."

"Your…pregnant…" Brock said to himself, but openly. His eyes were wide open, "How would we know?"

"I don't know," Reba though for a second, then it came to her, "A test! Brock, run to the store and pick me up a pregnancy test."

It took Brock a minute for Brock to process all this information. After BJ, Brock thought that he would never go through another pregnancy. That was the last thing he was ready for right now, although he had to admit that a baby would be the perfect excuse to finally re-marry Reba. "Brock!" Reba yelled, snapping Brock out of his trance like state.

"Yeah? What? Oh, right, pregnancy test, I'm on it!" he said turning to leave.

"Oh, hey, and Brock? Hurry, I don't know what time Kevin is planning on getting home."

"Alright, give me 10 minutes and I'll get back as soon as I can!" Brock promised before leaving.

Keeping true to his word, he showed back up at Reba's house 10 minutes later. He handed Reba the test and she went and took it. She came back out of the bathroom and told Brock they had a few minutes to wait. They were both getting nervous because they knew Kevin would be home any minute.

The test took 5 minutes, and then Reba ran back in to the bathroom. She came back out and walked straight into Brock's arms. She just stood there for a minute with her arms around him. Brock wrapped his arms around her, but had no idea what this hug was for. "Pregnant. I'm pregnant Brock. We're having a baby…again," she didn't take her arms back, but she looked up into his eyes to see if he was happy about the news or not. To tell the truth, Reba didn't know what to think. She couldn't help but be a little happy about this baby, but in reality this was the worst time imaginable, and they already had a pretty big family. Not only that but Reba wasn't as young and she once was and there is a possibility of complications. Not only was Reba scared of complications but she was terrified of what would happen to her or the baby if Kevin found out.

Once Brock felt her look up at him he looked down and said, "Reba, will you marry me?"

Reba giggled, "Yes, I'll marry you Brock, but could you wait until my divorce is final?"

"Well, we both know that is going to be a while. By the time your divorce is final Kevin will have found out about the baby, these things tend to be quite noticeable," he reminded her. He back up a little bit and while keeping one hand around her, he put one hand on her side, and let his thumb extend to rub the side of her stomach.

"Ok, consider us officially engaged," Reba said with a smile. She started kissing Brock until things got heated, and then she heard the car door close. Reba suddenly started to panic. She ran into the bathroom and threw the test away, then told Brock they better leave for his house.

Kevin opened the front door and said, "Baby, where are you going?"

"I was just going to Brock's for dinner. He invited the whole family," she lied to him, and this wasn't the first time.

"Please stay. I haven't seen you in days."

Reba looked at Brock, and Brock nodded at her. "Alright, I'll stay," Brock hated leaving her there, but he didn't want to cause any trouble. He would just have one of the kids 'forget' something at home and come check things out. Reba headed back towards the living room where Kevin was, and Brock left.

"Hi honey. What have you been up to today?"

"Nothing much, I think I caught the flu," she complained to him.

"Aw, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I'll be fine, I'm going to get a sweatshirt, I'll be right back," she told him as she ran up the stairs to get her sweatshirt, and when she got to her room she realized how tired she was. She would give anything to just lie down and take a nap, but she knew that would just make Kevin mad, so she turned and walked out of her room. Once she made her way back downstairs he was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. "All better now," she smiled. She walked to the ground and put her hand on the banister.

"That's great. What's this?" he said as he held up the pregnancy test. It suddenly felt like there was a knot in Reba's throat. She couldn't think of an excuse fast enough. "Are you pregnant, Reba?" Reba looked at his face to see if she could read his expression so that she could tell him what he wanted to hear, but she was drawling a blank. He didn't seem to be showing any emotions at the moment, so she didn't know what to do.

"I didn't want to say anything right away, it was still settling in and I-I thought you might be having an affair…" she told him. After thinking about it she figured that she would be best telling him that she was pregnant so that maybe he wouldn't throw her around and then throwing in that she thought he was having an affair would make him feel bad for her. She felt confident in her response.

"An affair?!" she could tell he was angry and suddenly regretted whatever it was she said that made him mad, "How about you tell me who you've been sleeping with because I know this baby isn't mine!"

"Kevin, of course the baby is yours!"

"We haven't had sex in 2 months Reba! I know this baby isn't mine!" Reba forgot about that. She had been with Brock and forgot all about Kevin. She felt her hand's grip on the banister tighten. "When were you planning on telling me? After we get divorced? Or maybe when you just couldn't hide it anymore?" Reba just looked into his eyes, trying to give him her saddest puppy-dog eyes; she even made it look that she might be in pain. He looked at her for a minute then he looked away, "I can't even look at you anymore! You filthy little…" she lost him after that. He was just mumbling to himself.

Reba just stood there with a tired expression on her face. She knew that the hurt was coming. She also knew that it would be a while until Brock sent anyone to check on her, so she had a while alone with Kevin. She knew it was hopeless, and she didn't bother paying attention to what Kevin was muttering about, she was trying to think about the future. If she made it through the night she had a lifetime to spend with Brock. She wanted Brock right now more then ever. She was tired and didn't want any part in another fight. She wanted her knight in shining armor to pull her out of this one, but she knew that wasn't happening.

Then, suddenly, he had a hold of her arm. She snapped back to reality and kept her hold on the banister. He pulled a little harder and Reba was too exhausted to hold on. Once he got her off the banister she lost her balance and slipped but Kevin didn't stop for her to get back up, he just continued to drag her across the floor. Once he made it to the chair he threw her hand down, and Reba just laid there not wanting to move.

"I have showed you NOTHING but love! I would have NEVER hurt YOU like that! But we all know it's YOU that has to have all the attention!!" he scolded her. Reba just laid there and waited. She wanted to run but she couldn't find it in her to get up off the floor. She wished she had moved when she felt something hit her side, and then her arm. She turned her head to look and see what he was doing, and she saw the remote in his hand. "Paybacks a BITCH!!" he yelled at her. Reba saw the remote come down on her and she put her hands over her head, to make sure he didn't really hurt her.

"Kevin, please…" she got out. Reba found it in her to kick him, and that sent him off balance. He took a step back and ran into the coffee table, and then he fell backwards. Reba crawled to her feet and ran for the door. She then realized it was locked, and she had to undo it. She fumbled with the lock, her vision becoming blurred by tears. By the time she had finally unlocked the door Kevin was right behind her. She cracked the door open thinking that she could at least try, and then he shoved her back onto the door, closing it. Reba fell back down, and Kevin reached over her and re-locked the door that Reba had worked so hard to open. He then dragged her back up and pushed her into the closed door, "Wanna run now!?" Kevin shouted at her while shaking her back and forth. She had her eyes closed, wishing this all away. Then, when she opened her eyes she saw Barbra Jean with a vase she grabbed off the table. Reba watched as BJ hit him in the head with it. He fell and hit his head on the desk by the door, and was out.

Reba reached out for Barbra Jean in hopes that she would catch her because Reba felt her legs start to give out. Luckily she caught herself and she watched as BJ ran to her side. "Reba! Are you ok?!" she waited a minute and said "Common talk to me!" Then Brock came in the kitchen and he saw Reba laying there.

"What happened?!"

"I don't know! I came in and he had her by the door shaking her! I grabbed the vase and hit him!" she was talking fast in a panic.

Brock lifted Reba up and brought her over to the couch. She knew what was happening, but she couldn't find her mouth. She wanted to thank BJ for saving her, but she didn't know how. She was so tired. "Reba, if you can hear me don't fall asleep!" Reba opened her eyes a little and then closed them again. "Reba! Common, wake up! What did he do to you? Reba talk to me."

Reba then found her mouth. "Kevin…" she whispered. She needed him to know that it was Kevin that did this.

"I know baby, I know. What did Kevin do?"

"Remote," she made a swinging motion with her hand, "I kicked and ran. I ran and I had it opened! I was so close!" Reba said starting to wake up a little more. "So tired."

"I know, you hit your head honey, you're going to feel tired but whatever you do don't fall asleep. BJ called an ambulance, so just try to look at me ok?" Reba opened her eyes and watched Brock. Then he gasped, he remembered the baby, he put his hand on her stomach, "Oh, the baby!" Reba grabbed his arm and smiled.

"It's ok," she told him.

Brock was so worried for the poor little thing. It hardly had a chance with Kevin around. He just wondered what he could have gotten so mad about this time. Then he saw that Reba was falling asleep again and he knew the he had to keep her up, so he asked, "What did Kevin get so mad about?" Reba didn't want to talk so she just slid her hand down Brock's arm and squeezed his hand that was on her stomach. "The baby? How did he find out about the baby?"

Barbra Jean sat down on the sofa, "She's pregnant?!" Brock just nodded, he was trying to pay attention to whatever it was Reba was doing.

She was trying to think how this all started, but she was too tired to think. "Common," she heard, "How did he find out?"

She grunted at him for not letting her sleep, but she tried to clear her throat a little and she said, "I was cold. He found it. He asked me, but he knew. I lied. I was so tired."

Then Brock heard the paramedics knock on the door, Thank God! He thought. He ran to open it, and then pointed to Reba on the couch, forgetting about Kevin. "She's getting tired, and she hit her head. She's delirious, but I tried to keep her talking."

"Ok, that's good," he told Brock, "and what about the male?" he asked motioning to Kevin.

Brock didn't really care about him right now but he told him, "He was hurting her and Barbra Jean got scared. She came in here and hit him with a vase, and he fell and hit his head on the desk."

After a few minutes the paramedics had taken them both away.

"Common!" Brock motioned for BJ to follow him, "I'm going to drop you off at home, and then head down to the hospital. Someone has to tell the kids what is going on and I don't have enough time, I have to be with Reba." BJ just nodded and followed him out the door.