Reba got comfy as she put on some shorts and a Mickey Mouse T-shirt. Looking at herself in the mirror she wondered if Brock will love her through all this again. Would he love the weight gain, mood swings, and night sweats.
"I could kill him for doing this to me, eight months pregnant?" she said to herself as she wiped away the tears before heading downstairs.
"Hey Reba." Brock said with chattering teeth, it was as if he'd been left outside in the snow.
"Mom, can I go to Larry's house for dinner?" His mom is making her homemade chilli."
"Okay, but be home before nine. Ouch!" Reba said pressing her hand to her stomach as she felt the baby kick.
"You okay Reba?" Brock walking up to her
"Yeah, I'm fine. But this feller has one heck of a kick!" she laughed smiling from ear to ear
"Bye mom." Jake said grabbing his backpack as he walked towards the door.
"Hold it right there buddy, you finish your homework?" Brock asked sternly
"Yes Dad."
"Okay, be good and come home before ten." Brock said as Jake walked out the door
"Brock! you just undermined my authority!" Reba exclaimed placing her hands on her hips
"What are you talking about?"
"You told Jake to be home before ten after I already told him before nine!" Brock, you know tonight is a school night!" she said storming to the kitchen with Brock hot on her heels
"So what? he finished his homework what's the big deal?"
Brock knew better that to get on her bad side when she was so pregnant but he loved how she pouted when she was mad.
"I'm sorry Reba, next time I won't say anything." he said wrapping his arms around her waist as she was faced toward the fridge.
Reba loved the feeling of Brock's strong arms around her body. It set off sparks like fireworks going off on the fourth of July.
"Mmm.."Oh Brock, I can't take this anymore your setting me on fire." she groaned as his fingers trailed down her bare arms.
"Should we take this upstairs or stay right here?" Brock whispered into her ear.
"Right here, right now." Reba said spinning around as she gazed into his deep brown eyes.
Hours passed like sand through an hour glass.
"Brock! It's nine thirty and Jake isn't home. This is all your fault!" Reba exclaimed as she straightened her shirt and walked into the living room with Brock following shortly after.
"What?" he exclaimed. "I told him to be home before ten not be home at ten besides he probably lost track of time having fun with his friend." he took a deep sigh as he sat down on the couch running his fingers through his hair.
"Gezz Mom, Dad !" I'm trying to sleep what's with all the screaming?" Jake asked walking down the stairs half a sleep.
Brock and Reba looked at each other in shock as if something bad had happened.
"When did you get home?" Reba exclaimed.
"Nine just like you told me." Jake said
"Why didn't you let us know you were home?" Brock asked
"I was going to, but you two seemed busy in the kitchen so I decided to go to bed.
"You... saw us?" Reba stuttered
"Mom, I'm not two, believe me I know about the birds an bees. Goodnight." he said walking back upstairs to his room.
"Next time we take it upstairs." Brock said trying not to laugh
"Would you shut up! I hope your happy our son saw us." Reba said rolling her eyes as she sat heavily in one of the arm chairs.
"What's the big deal? I think at some point in everyone's lives we accidentally catch our parents making love. I was five."
"So did I, but I never dreamed one day my kid would." she said putting her hand up to her mouth holding back a giggle.
Reba and Brock started laughing like two High School students getting caught kissing behind the bleachers during a football game.
Reba began to feel very uncomfortable as she felt something wet in her chair.
"Oh no! Brock my water broke!" Reba exclaimed in pain pressing down on her stomach.
"What!" exclaimed Brock jumping from the couch in a panic mode.
Reba took small breaths as she could feel the contractions coming slowly.
"Get my suitcase out of the hall closet, it's all packed an ready." breathing heavily
"Okay got it, now what?" asked Brock standing holding the suitcase
Rolls her eyes as she lifts herself from the chair keeping on hand on her stomach. "Take me to the hospital you mo-ron!" remonstrated Reba walking towards the front door.
Brock knew what to do he just loved pushing Reba's buttons an arguing with her.
Feeling the contractions coming a lot stronger she grabbed hold of her seat belt squeezing it as she took more small breaths.
"can you drive any faster you idiot!" exclaimed Reba smacking him on the arm.
"Ow! I'm going as fast as I can, calm down. We're almost at the hospital here squeeze my hand when it starts to hurt." grabbing her hand while driving with his left hand.
"Ahhh! I could Kill you!" squeezing his hand like he said to do.
"Reba your breaking my hand..." stuttered Brock in pain trying to get free from her.
"I'd like to break something else!" Now get me to the hospital I need drugs..." said Reba through her gritted teeth
Pulling into the hospital Reba's pains began to get worser.
Brock was scared, but he knew he had to be brave for her walking her into the hospital.
"My wife is having a baby!" exclaimed Brock as his hands were shaking like a leaf.
"Thanks Brock why not annouse it on the six O Clock news!" exclaimed Reba in pain as she took a seat in one of the wheelchairs in the hallway.
"Brock Hart haven't I seen you in here with some nutty blonde lady?" asked the nurse at the front desk filling out the paper work.
"Yeah, but we're divorced now so can we just drop this an get Dr. Rebels on the phone." laughing nervously
"Yes sir." the nurse said picking up the phone.
"Ouch! The Baby is coming!" screamed Reba in pain as she pressed her hand on her stomach.
"Take deep breaths." said Brock walking over rubbing her shoulders
Reba breathed in an out small breaths as she saw Dr. Rebels coming down the hallway.
"Hey Mrs. Hart everything will be fine." rolling her into the delivery room with Brock following them.
"I want him out of here!" snapped Reba pointing to Brock who was putting on his scrubs and face mask.
"Reba Nell Hart! You're a strong woman and I'm not messing up like I've done in the past!" exclaimed Brock in frustration
"Brock... can I tell you something." motioning him to come closer to her.
"Yeah, what is it?" leaning towards her as she grabbed his face mask pulling it back like a sling shot.
"Don't You Ever Call me by my full name!" releasing his mask as it popped him in the mouth.
"Ow!" screamed Brock in pain. rubbing his mouth
"Oh you big baby! That doesn't hurt! Try pushing a watermelon out of you that hurts!" breathing heavy as she felt the contractions again.
"Okay Mrs. Hart it's time to deliver the baby." said Dr. Rebels as he helped coach her.
"It's okay honey your doing great." said Brock wiping her forehead with a washcloth an giving her a gently kiss.
"Shut up! Ahh!" giving another push
"Your doing wonderful Mrs. Hart just give me one more big push and you'll get to meet your baby girl." smiling up at her
Reba gives all she has giving one more last push. "Ahh! screamed Reba she layed her head back down on the pillow with sweat rolling down her face.
"Omg Reba she's beautiful." said Brock as the doctor carried her over to her.
"Yes she is, hey sweetheart welcome to the world." said Reba crying as she kissed her baby's forehead.
"What's her name going to be?" asked Brock
"Jacqueline Mc Kinney Hart." said Reba smiling up at him
"Perfect." Brock smiled back
The End...
PS. This was the first time I ever had Reba pregnant in a story of mine this will be the last time. I'm not good at it.