Chapter 6

"So much for talkin." Brock chuckled and kissed the top of her head. Reba wished she could have controlled herself at that hotel but lately she has been loosing it when around him. She couldn't help it. She loves him. Reba sighed in content wishing she could stay like this forever. She turned her head so she could face him. "We really should get dressed. Who knows when they will be home."

Brock tightened his grip on her. "They won't be back for hours."

"As much as I would love to just stay like this all day we must get up and dressed" Brock sighed nodded. They were almost dressed when Reba's head snapped up towards the door. "Did you hear that?"

Brock laughed. "You're paranoid."

Then you could hear a car door slam. "Now you've had to have heard that." They rushed to get the rest of their clothes on and as soon as Brock put his shoe on the front door burst open. Reba and Brock immediately came up from the floor and were standing behind the counter. Barbara Jean and Jake walked into the house. Kyra following close behind but she went immediately upstairs to her room. BJ and Jake walked into the kitchen and Jake didn't look so good. Reba walked over to him in concern. "Honey, are you feeling ok?" she asked feeling his forehead.

Jake didn't respond but ran to the bathroom instead. Reba looked to Barbara Jean. "He had a little bit too much food at the zoo."

Reba breathed. "What did you feed him?"

Barbara Jean bit her lip. "Well, a little of this a little of that."

"What did he eat Barbara Jean?"

She avoided Reba's gaze. "Just a hot dog, fries, and an ice cream bar."

"How much did he have"

"Four...of each."

Reba threw her hands in the air. "I trusted you to take care of them and you just..." Reba couldn't even speak. She just glared at Barbara Jean and went into the bathroom to see Jake.

BJ turned to her husbend. "What are you doing here? I thought you said something about going to the golf course."

Brock tried to keep eye contact with her but it was tough. "Ummm...well, I said I might go to the golf course. I was but then I stopped here to talk to Reba about something and she needed help with some stuff." Brock kept himself from cringing at the lame excuse. He just hoped Barbara Jean bought it.

She didn't but she nodded anyway. She knew something was wrong. He has been acting very strange for the past couple of months and they have been arguing a lot more. If he would only talk to her. She was about to ask him something when Reba walked back in with Jake who was clutching his stomach.

"Jake's pretty sick. I'm going to have to see you two later. Come on honey. Let's get you to bed."

Barbara Jean and Brock went home as soon as Reba took Jake upstairs. Once home Brock went immediately to the refrigerator for a beer. Taking in all this new information was stressful. He was going to be a father again. He just had a baby and now he was having another one. He was excited. He was happy to have a baby with Reba but it was still a little shocking to him that it was actually happening. He never thought Reba would ever give him another chance. He knew he had hurt her so much. His time with Barbara Jean was the biggest mistake of his life. How could he had thrown away a twenty year marriage. No more mistakes. He was going to fix everything he did to Reba. He was going to make it up to her starting immediately. His mind then went to the thought of the baby. He couldn't wait to see him or her. His mind was so far away he didn't even hear Barbara Jean come into the kitchen.

Barbara Jean walked into the kitchen and saw Brock sitting at the table smiling. What he was smiling about she will probably never know because he didn't tell her anything anymore. She went in and got herself a glass and pulled the wine bottle out. Pouring a generous portion of red wine she sat down accross the table from Brock. It was then he snapped out of his daydream and noticed her.

"Hey." Brock said smiling.

"What you thinking about?"

"Just stuff."

Barbara Jean pressed her luck. "What kind of stuff?"

"Just things Barbara Jean. I don't feel like discussing them right now."

"Ok. Sorry I was just wondering."

She always asked him that. What he was thinking? Where he was? Where was he going? It was annoying at times. Scratch that. It was just down right irritating. The sooner he talked to her the better off they will both be.

"Why don't you talk to me anymore?" asked Barbara Jean as she got up to put her glass in the sink.

Brock turned to her. "What?"

"We don't talk anymore. You used to come home and you would tell me how your day was. It's not even a year since we have been married and it just seems like you are becoming distant. I just really want you to talk to me. Please. Just tell what has been going on."

Brock heard her voice cracking and saw the tears forming in her eyes. It broke his heart to see her like this. He really wished he could love her as much as he wanted to but he doesn't and he was going to have to break her heart but not today. Reba and him haven't even discussed how to go about this yet. He knew he had to talk to Barbara Jean but not yet. He walked over to her and gave her the biggest hug and kissed her cheek. "I'm sorry. A lot has been on my mind lately. Nothing is wrong."

This seemed to make her feel better because she wiped her eyes and smiled. "I guess I was just being silly." She wrapped her arms around his waist and put her head on his shoulder.

Another tug went out to her. This was not going to be easy. Not at all. Soon Henry started to cry and Barbara Jean sighed. "I'll go. You relax." He kissed the top of her head and walked up to Henry's room. He walked into his son's room and saw Henry up crying in his crib. "Hey buddy. Come here." He picked him up and Henry almost immediately stopped crying. "It's been a little while sense we had one of our talks. I know you can't respond but you can hear me just find. A lot of stuff has been going on. A lot more is going to happen. I hate to hurt your Mom. I do love your mom. Just not as much as I would like. It's complicated. I just hope someday you will understand. It's going to be hard. Especially on you but I'll be there for you. Don't you worry about that." Brock looked down to see Henry asleep in his arms. He kissed the top of his head and set him back in his crib.

He walked back downstairs and saw BJ asleep on the couch. She must have been so tired from her day. He took a blanket and placed it on her. He kissed the top of her head and watched her sleep for a moment. "I'm so sorry Barbara Jean. I'm so sorry."

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