Reba put her hand up to the curtain slowly and contemplated on whether or not to open it. Reba grabbed the curtain and yanked it open.
Reba stared at Brock, who was also staring back at her. "Uhhh, Reba? Are you ok?" Brock asked. Reba walked into the shower and hugged him.
The water was going down Reba's body as she clung to Brock's body. "Reba, it's ok, I'm gonna be back soon." Brock said hugging her back.
"Ok. Promise?" Reba asked. "I promise." Brock said getting confused.
Reba and Jake were cleaning things up when they noticed it was getting dark, like rain was headed there way. "Come on Jake, let's get that stuff inside quick!" Reba yelled. Jake started running towards the glass door and he didn't notice it was closed and crashed right through it.
Reba sat in the waiting room with her head in her hands. Reba's white shirt was covered in Jake's blood as Brock walked in the door.
"Hey, is he all right?" Brock asked sitting next to her and rubbing her back. "They said that he'll be all right, he's getting some stitches." Reba replied.
"Well at least you got him here in time." Brock said. "Yeah, well I still feel it's my fault for this happening." Reba said sadly.
"It was an accident, nobody blames you." Brock said reasuringly. "You know it's weird, we are the best of friends and you cheated on me." Reba said. "Yeah I know." Brock chuckled.
"Well at least we don't hate each others guts, right?" Reba asked. "No, no we don't." Brock said.
Jake came out of the double doors and Dr. Schmidt was right behind him. "Well looks like Jakey here will make a full recovery." He said.
"That's great!" Reba said. "Well all now there is to do is sign some papers and you can go." Dr. Schmidt said.
Reba drove home awestruck at what was happening. Reba walked inside the house and saw Brock asleep on the couch. "Ugh." Reba said at first, then she realized, tommorrow, she may wake up, and he may be gone forever.
Reba walked over to where he was and kissed him on the lips. Brock stirred a little and turned over. Reba laughed silently and walked upstairs.
The next morning Reba opened her eyes and she could hear someone talking downstairs.
Reba half-way ran downstiars and stopped and smiled. Brock was sitting on the couch and was dressed for work.
Reba ran down the stairs excited like a little kid on Christmas day. Brock turned and smiled at her when she nearly pumbled him when she hugged him.
"I'm so glad you're here!" Reba said about to cry. "Well, you know I've gotta go to work, but I'll see you later." Brock said.
"Wait, can I ask you something?" Reba asked grabbing his hand. "Sure what?" Brock asked.
"Do you still love me?" Reba asked. Brock gave her a confused look and shook his head. "Can we talk about this later?" Brock asked. "Yeah." Reba said sadly.
That night Brock was outside and Reba was looking at him through the, now fixed, glass door.
"Brock?" Reba asked sliding the door open. "Hey Reba." Brock replied. "What are you doing?" "I'm watching the weather, it's getting worse." Brock said.
At that exact point as if on cue, the wind began to blow wildly and the lightining was flashing so brightly that the sky was turning blue.
"Why didn't you answer my question!?" Reba yelled over the noise. "What!?" Brock yelled. "You never answered my question!" Reba yelled. 'Well what answer were you looking for!?" Brock yelled.
The thunder clapped and lightining struck a power line and a crow fell dead on the ground. The power line fell and sparks were flying everywhere.
"Come on!" Reba yelled as she took Brock's hand and ran in the door.
Reba and Brock ran upstairs and Reba slammed her door shut. "Ok, now you are either gonna answer my question, or you're gonna be up here till kingdom come.
The two of them were soaked from the rain and Brock just starred at her as she lit candles so they could see.
"Please tell me if you do or don't." Reba asid getting on her knees beside him.
"Does this answer your question?" Brock said and he kissed her.