Chapter 5

Reba looked up at Brock and said, "Two lines."

Brock's shoulders sagged a little. "You're not pregnant."

Reba shook her head. "Two lines means I am."

Brock perked up. he walked over to her, picked her up and swung her around. "This is great!"

He set her down and Reba was, well, shocked. "You're happy about this?"

"Of course. We're having another baby!"

Reba shook her head and sat down on the bed. "Brock how are you going to tell your wife you got your ex-wife pregnant?"

Brock took it down a couple of notches and sat down next to Reba. "Sorry. Got caught up in the moment."

"Getting caught up in the moment is what got us into this situation."

Brock sighed. "Your probably not going to like this but maybe we should keep this to ourselves until we figure out exactly what to do."

Brock waited for her to start yelling but what he did hear shocked him. "I agree. We really need to talk and think this over together before we tell anyone anything." Brock looked suprised. He didn't think she would go for it. "What?" she asked when she saw his look.

"I didn't think you would agree. I expected you to yell at me. Maybe even hit me."

Reba rolled her eyes. "Why wouldn't I? We need time to think."

Reba then got up and started towards the bathroom. "Where you going?"

Reba turned slightly. "Going to hide the test."

"Just throw it away."

She shook her head. "Oh no. Cheyenne did that and Jake found it. I'm not letting that happen again."

"Just throw it away in the trash outside. No one is going to go digging through it."

Reba reluctently agreed and they headed downstairs After putting the test in the trash, Reba and Brock sat down to talk. "What are we going to do Brock?" He shrugged. They were both at a loss on where to start. How would they tell the kids? Barbara Jean? "How are you going to tell Barbara Jean?"

Again he shrugged, "I don't have a clue. I planned on talking to her anyway, about us, I just don't know how to go about it."

Reba got up and started pacing again. "This shouldn't have happened. This wouldn't have happened if I didn't just kick you out of the hotel room when I had the chance. Why did I let my guard down?" She then went over to the refrigerator.

"What are you doing?" asked Brock who was now behind her.

"I'm hungry." She then slammed the door.

"What's wrong now?"

"Nothing good in there."

Brock chuckled a little. He knew she was upset but he still couldn't help be a little excited about having another child with her. "Reba, let's calm down."

"I am calm!" she yelled in his face and then turned away from him angry.

Brock wrapped his arms around her from behind. Reba struggled some but soon relaxed, realizing she wouldn't be able to free herself. "Brock let go." He rested his head on her shoulder.

"Nope, not until you admit you might be a little excited about having this baby." Reba scoffed and pushed him away. Brock was to quick though and had her trapped against the counter with hands on either side of her. "Come on Reba. Admit your a little excited."

There was a hint of a tiny smile forming on her lips and she said, "No."

"Come on. I know you have to be a tiny bit excited."

Reba couldn't hold her grin. "All right. Maybe a little."

Brock laughed and hugged her. Kissing her cheek he started singing in her ear, "Havin my baby what a lovely way of saying how much you love me."

Reba smiled. "Brock, please don't sing. You'll ruin the song."

He didn't listen he pulled Reba closer and continued. "Having my baby what a lovely way of saying how much you love me."

Then something crossed Reba's mind and she held up her hand for him to stop singing. "What about us?"

Brock looked confused. "What do you mean about us?"

"What's going to happen between you and me?"

Brock sighed. "Way to kill a mood Reba."

"I'm serious. What's going to happen?"

"I told you I was going to talk to Barbara Jean."

Reba nodded. "I know you said that but I'm just wondering if your going to change your mind or later down the road your gonna pack up and leave again." Reba said looking down at her feet. Reba was pretty close to tears now.

Brock wrapped his arms around her again. "I'm not going anywhere honey. You have got me for the rest of your life." Brock kissed her sweetly on the lips and soon that little kiss turned into a more passionate one.

A couple hours later Reba and Brock layed on the kitchen floor under Brock's jacket. "Well..." sighed Reba as she layed her head on Brock's naked chest. "So much for talkin."

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