Reba wrinkled her nose the next day and was not feeling at all well. "What up Mrs. H?" Van asked.

"I'm fine, you?" Reba asked. "Cheyenne beaned me with a pan and it hurt." Van said showing her the bump. Reba kissed it and Van busted out laughing.

"Hey, dude, that's what I do for everyone." Reba said. Reba sighed and put her hand on her forehead and Van could tell she wasn't ok.

"All right Mrs. H, you'd better tell me what's wrong right now." Van said. "I've been throwing up all morning." Reba said.

"Yeah you looked pale." Van said fealing her forehead, and it was burning up. "All right, time for Doc Van to work his magic." Van said.

"What?" Was all Reba could get out of her mouth before Van scooped her up off the couch and started dashing up the stairs.

"All right and Montgomery kicks the door open." Reba screamed and shut her eyes tightly and grabbed hold of Van's shirt as Van actually kicked the door open and he yelped because she had grabbed some of his skin in the process of kicking open the door.

"All right let go of me!" Van screamed dropping Reba on the bed. Reba was laughinhg as Van stood in the doorway.

Reba shouldn't have laughed because she dashed in the bathroom to throw up.

Van couldn't stand that sound, he'd heard to much of it at his house and a loud bang echoed throughout the house as the big ex football star, dropped to the ground.

"Because of you I never stray to far from the sidewalk, because of..." Van picked up his phone that had woken him up.

"Van where are you?!" Cheyenne cried into the phone. "What are you watching?" Was the first thing Van asked.

"Nothing, just about this grandfather who can't see his little boy play ball, because of bladder conditios." Cheyenne cried.

"Where have I heard that before?" Van asked shaking his head. "Well are you ok?" Van asked. "No! You're cheating on me aren't you!?" Cheyenne yelled.

"Oh yes, I'm cheating on you with your mother!" Van hissed. Van removed the phone from his ear as Cheyenne screamed. "HOW COULD YOU!!?" Cheyenne screamed slash cried.

"I was kidding." Van laughed nervously. "Well you can kid all you want on the couch!" Cheyenne yelled as she clamped her cell phone shut.

"I better check on Mrs H before I go." Van said. "Hey Mrs H I..." Van said walking into the empty bedroom.

"Where are you little booger?" Van asked. "Hellooooo?" Van asked looking under the bed, all that was under there was the lawn mower. (A/N: Did anyone forget Van put the lawnmower under the bed?)

"Where the hell are you?" Van mouthed. Van passed the bathrrom and looked out the window. "Well we know she didn't fly to the reaper." Van said.

Van walked by the bathroom again and noticed something was different. "Ok, let me back up." Van backed up and saw a hand coming out of the door.

"Mrs. H?" Van asked opening the door and she was passed out near the bath tub. "Mrs. H?!" Van yelled picking her up.

Van noticed something had fallen out of her hand and he picked it up after putting her back on the bed.

Van's eyes widened as he saw the E.P.T. and he remembered when he had seen one of those seven years ago.

Van loked at it and gasped. "Two pink lines." Van said under his breath. Van picked up his phone and dialed Cheyenne's number.

"Look at this photograph, everytime I do it makes me laugh. How did our eyes get so red and what the.." Cheyenne answered her phone and was a lot better than before.

"Cheyenne, we have a problem." Van said. "What?" Cheyenne asked. "Your mom I think is pregnant." Van said.