"Where," He stopped himself. That wasn't what he wanted to say. "Wh-," No, that wasn't it either. "Wow, I missed you!" He said extending his arms to hug her.

She gladly accepted and hugged him. Brock felt his heart ache when they embraced. The smell of her hair, her grasp, everything reminded him of the hurt he went through when she left 5 years ago. He was so happy to see her that he was surprised he didn't cry.

"So, how long are you in for?" He asked.

"Well, I'm only really here tonight. Cheyenne was going to bring the kids out, and I know that it was your week, but she got sick, so I had to. Right now they are in a hotel, I was going to get some groceries, and I drove past your house…"

"Well I'm glad you stopped! I've missed you so much!"

"You too," she smiled.

"So how are things? What have you been up to for 5 years?" He tried to laugh, but he was jealous of time. He hated that it's been so long since he had last seen her, "I've tried to get updates from Cheyenne, but she wouldn't tell me anything."

"Well, we live in a small town a few miles outside of Nashville now. Umm…Let's see, you know everything about the kids…hmmm." She thought. "Well I'm…uh…married now…," she told him. That hurt. Brock couldn't believe it. He hated that she wasn't all his anymore. He knew that he too was married, but he didn't want to give up hope…now he had to.

"Oh, wow, congratulations! Who? When?" He tried to sound interested, but deep down inside he didn't want to know. He didn't want to know about the man that was taking the woman he loved away.

"His name is Jack Morgan. We've been married for about 3 years now, and um I'm pregnant." Brock could hide the hurt of the new marriage, but when he heard that news Reba could see the hurt in his eyes. She now regretted coming. She wanted to catch-up a little, but she didn't want to hurt him.

"Oh, wow, that's great Reba. I'm happy for you," He told her. Really, he was very glad that she was so happy now, and if that meant that he wasn't a part of her life, then he had to deal with it. He was the one who made the big mistake of cheating; he had to deal with his consequences.

"Yeah, a month now. And how about you? How have your last 5 years been?"

"Well, we named the baby Henry, he's so cute. Barbra Jean and I are married now, and we have another little girl, Annabelle."

Reba was glad that he moved on with his life. She hated thinking that she left him here all alone. "So where is Barbra Jean?"

"She took a mini-vacation down to see her family. She won't be back until Tuesday." He explained. Reba nodded, but then Brock continued, wanting answers that were never quite explained, "So, what made you leave, Reba…I mean, what made you decide that you needed to get out of this place?"

"I just needed some time to find myself. I couldn't handle being around here anymore. I knew that you were out of the question, and so I needed to start over again," she tried to explain. She couldn't really get what she had felt at the time into words, but she did her best.

"What made you come back?"

"I told you Brock, the kids needed a ride here."

"Reba, I know you better than that. You know that you wouldn't have dropped the kids off yourself, you would have told Cheyenne to call and apologies, telling me that I would have to wait until Cheyenne felt better." He confronted her, "So what did you come back here for?"

Reba was silent for a moment. She didn't quite know herself why she was here. She has questioned herself the whole way there. Really she didn't want to come back, but she couldn't stop herself from going either. She didn't know what she was doing. She was happy now, with a functional family, and yet she still felt like she was missing something…and she thought she knew what that something was. That's what scared her most—she didn't want to admit that she still might have feelings for Brock, but it was a possibility she couldn't put behind her.

"I-I don't really know. I-," and at that moment she was cut off by a heart-stopping kiss. Reba had all intentions to push him away. She imagined herself shoving him off of her followed by leaving in a huff. But that isn't what her body did. Her mind was telling her to back off, but her body wouldn't respond.

Reba melted into Brock. She pulled him closer instead of pushing him away, something she knew she shouldn't be doing.

Reba pushed herself closer to Brock and wrapped her arms around his neck, and Brock pulled her closer by her waist. Then Brock took a step closer to the couch and Reba sat down, never getting too far away from Brock.

When Brock took his hands and slid them across her stomach to lay her back, he felt it: the baby, through the thin fabric of her white t-shirt. Then there was no doubt in his mind this was wrong but he couldn't stop himself.

With no one in their way, they spent their night together, breaking down walls they put up to keep each other away. The whole time they knew what they were doing was wrong, but they couldn't help it. Reba had come back for a reason, and her reason was Brock. But would Brock be enough to make her stay?


I think about
Holding you and kissing you
Wanting you and missing you

Clock is ticking and the wind is howling and
I'm just staring at the candle burning
Bottle of red that we never opened
Your voice in my head tossing and turning

The radio is playing our song
Can't sing along, can't even listen
I dial your number but i don't let it ring

I think about holding you and kissing you
Wanting you and missing you
Building up and breaking down walls
I dream about finding you and keeping you
Loving you and living you
I'm telling you
I want it all, all of you

I can't let go and i can't keep
Holdin' on to nothing but i just
Keep trying to tell myself there's
A damn good reason but it's not
Enough to keep me from crying

I've memorized every look, every touch
Every time you told me our hearts weren't lying
I'm wondering now do you even know

I think about holding you and kissing you
Wanting you and missing you
Building up and breaking down walls
I dream about finding you and keeping you
Loving you and living you
I'm telling you
I want it all

I can't break free of you
I don't know how
Oh i'm not about
To let go
Of you
I love you
I need you now

I think about holding you and kissing you
Wanting you and missing you
Building up and breaking down walls
I dream about finding you and keeping you
Loving you and living you
I'm telling you
I want it all

All of you