(I honestly forgot Cheyenne was pregnant at the end of season six, and I only mentioned Elizabeth so, I'll fix that I only did two year skip from the final season so the "baby" will be like two and Elizabeth will be fairly grown up! Thanks for the comments!)~Hannanballk13

Reba looked up at Bryan while the technician continued to work as if this wasn't a big deal. Cheyenne excused herself to the waiting room to call Van to ask how Elizabeth and their son were doing.

"Reba you thought I didn't care?"

"Well it certainly seemed that way Bryan, you ran away, and I thought you were never coming back."

This happened to her too much, whenever someone had left her, she always felt like they would never return, like two years ago, when Cheyenne and Van moved out because they were having Ryan and Elizabeth took up the last available space when Kyra moved back in. Turns out, there was faulty wiring, and it wasn't so safe for a nine month pregnant Cheyenne and her toddling daughter, so they came back and Reba happily made space for Ryan for the time being which Reba hoped would be forever. But Brock, he left her, permanently. She didn't understand why she had been thinking of Brock so much, whether it was the pregnancy hormones or the stress Reba didn't know, but she hoped it would blow over.

"Reba, I'm not Brock, I would never do that, even if you don't love me, call me crazy, but that doesn't stop me from loving you."

"Bryan I just need time, I know in time-"

"I'll give you as much time as you need, but I hope you'll come around…. After all this is my baby too."

"Oh Bryan, I didn't want you to find out that way, this is all just a big mess, and I think I love you, but I can't be sure, does that sound horrible?"

"Do you want the truth or a romantic lie?"

"Romantic lie, and when my hormones aren't raging tell me the truth…"

He chuckled,

"Oh-ho kay! No it doesn't sound horrible , I'll do whatever it takes…" You could sense the nerves deep in his voice.

The technician interrupted,

"Well, er Bryan would you like an extra copy of the ultrasound photo?"

"Reba, would that be okay?" he asked hesitantly.

"Umm, well it's your baby too; can I have an extra copy too, for the fridge and one for my desk at work?"

"Of course…"

The tense feeling in the room seem to dissipate, and both of them finally took a look at the screen,

"Oh Reba.." Bryan whispered.

Even the little blob on the screen in front of them looked perfect to Reba, tears trickled down her cheeks,

"Do you know how far along or.."

"You're about three months and one week so that would make your due date December 30th, congrats Momma.." The lady gave her the pictures and a paper towel to wipe off the goo and Reba headed out,

"Oh Cheyenne, I think I'll hitch a ride home with Bryan if you don't mind..."

"A-alright..." She stuttered surprised at her mother's slightly less depressed attitude.

Reba's cell phone rang,

"Reba Hart? Kyra?"

"Mom?"

"Yeah, honey is everything okay?"

"Dad won't pick up his phone…. I need you.."

"Kyra, what happened? Tell me sweetie what's going on?"

"I'm in the E.R I can't talk long, I'm sorry Mom, I'm so sorry…"