Chapter 7
Reba had stayed up most of the night with Jake. Mainly helping him back and forth to the bathroom and bringing him water and crackers. It gave her a some time to think as she sat there rubbing his back while he slept. She would find herself making a baby name list in her mind. So far she had Christopher, Andrew, or Nicholas for a boy and Christina, Loralei, and Venessa for a girl. She should really be thinking about how her and Brock were going to tell the kids and when were they going to tell them. She was quite happy that her and Brock were going to get back together but there were so many things they needed to work out to make their relationship work this time. She only hoped Brock would want to talk everything out, unlike the last time. She had a feeling though that everything was going to be much better this time.
The next morning Jake was feeling much better so Reba was able to go downstairs and make herself something to eat. She was starving. She had almost forgotten how hungry you could get while pregnant or it could also be the fact that she hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon. Walking into the kitchen and looking into the refrigerator she found nothing that sounded all that good to her, until she opened the freezer. She smiled and grabbed a snickers bar that was in there. She sighed in content at the first bite. She had never eaten this kind of junk for breakfast before. It was kind of funny to her, she has eaten a snickers before but it never tasted as good as it did now. She turned away from the refrigerator to see Cheyenne walking into the kitchen with Elizabeth.
"Snickers for breakfast mom?" she asked with a smile.
Reba forced down what she had in her mouth. "It really sounded good to me."
"I used to have strange things for breakfast. That was when I was pregnant. Your not pregnant are you mom?" asked Cheyenne kidding but not realizing how right she was.
Reba almost dropped her candy bar. "Cheyenne..."
"Mom I was only kidding. Please I know you better then that. You would never do that."
Reba nodded and sat the kitchen eating her candy bar. Van walked in and kissed his wife and daughter on the cheek. "Goooooooooood morning everyone." He paused when he saw what Reba was eating. "Snickers for breakfast Mrs. H. Your not pregnant are you?" He laughed as he grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl. Reba laughed a very awkward laugh and hoped no one noticed but what she didn't notice was Van leaving to take the trash out.
Van whistled as he brought the full trash out. Opening the lid he dropped the bag in there and shut it. He turned to go back inside but something was preventing him. His jacket had gotten caught on a sharp edge of the trash can and when he tugged the trash can fell and the garbage spill out and some bags even ripped. "Ahhh. Gross." Van bent down to clean up as much garbage as he could. He set the can back up and was about to close the lid when he saw it. A pregnancy test and from he could see, it was positive. "What the...?"
Meanwhile back inside Elizabeth was entertaining her Mommy and her Grandma with her latest gibberish. Van walked in and looked at Cheyenne. "Can I talk to you for a moment upstairs. Can you watch Elizabeth for a sec Mrs. H." Reba nodded and continued to make faces at Elizabeth.
Cheyenne followed Van upstairs very confused. Van slammed the door and looked straight into her eyes. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"No. What is wrong with you?"
Van blew out some air of frustration. "I found the test Cheyenne."
Still confused. "What in the world are you talking about?"
"The pregnancy test Cheyenne. Did you plan on telling me anytime soon?"
Cheyenne stood there for a moment shocked. "Pregnan...Van I'm not pregnant. I didn't take any test."
He looked a little taken aback. "Then who else could have?" They both thought about it for a moment and then looked at each other wide eyed. "You don't think your..."
Cheyenne shook her head and made that its too unbelievable face. "No...she would have told...No...it could be Barbara Jean's."
"Why would she leave a pregnancy test in our trash? Hmmm?"
"Maybe she didn't want my dad to know yet."
Van nodded. "Hopefully. I just couldn't imagine your..." He shuddered.
"It has to be Barbara Jean's. I mean come on. My mom isn't even in a relationship. Even if she was my mom is not the type to do that sort of stuff." Van nodded and again shuddered.
They walked back downstairs and peeked into the kitchen. Standing at the sink was Reba and she was holding her head, not looking to good. They walked all the way into the kitchen. "You ok mom?"
Her head snapped up at her voice. That wasn't a good idea. She was a little dizzy and she swayed a bit. Van was right by her side ready to catch her if she fell. "Mrs. H, you sure your all right."
She shook him away and nodded her head. "I'm fine. Just a little dizzy." She went over to the kitchen table to sit down and settle herself.
Meanwhile Van and Cheyenne were sharing a look. Her being dizzy was not a really good sign.
Just then Barbara Jean and Brock walked in through the back door. Barbara Jean had a big smile on her face. "Hello all!" She then saw Reba at the table, not looking to good. "You ok Reba?"
She held up her hand. "I'm fine. Just a little dizzy."
Cheyenne was then making motions to Barbara Jean. "Barbara Jean can we talk to you in the living room." She smiled and nodded following them in there.
Brock sat down next to Reba and whispered. "You all right."
"Yeah. I'm fine. I just forgot how I hated all the other stuff that came with..." Brock nodded.
Meanwhile in the living room Cheyenne and Van went into asking Barbara Jean the blunt question. "BJ, please tell us your pregnant." said Cheyenne in a worried voice.
"What?"
"Are you pregnant." she whispered.
Confused she said, "No. Why?" Cheyenne put her face in her hands and sighed. Whispering she explained how Van found the pregnancy trash in the garbage. "So, it's not yours?"
Cheyenne shook her head. "No and I don't think it could be Kyra's. I think it might be..."
Barbara Jean gasp. "Not Reba but she's not even in a relationship."
"Not that we know of. She has been kind of weird lately. I think she might have a secret guy."
Barbara Jean smiled. "This is great. Reba might have a man."
Cheyenne shook her head. "This is not great. She might also be pregnant BJ."
"The only thing we can do it ask her."
Cheyenne looked at her in disbelief. "We can't just come out and ask her!"
"Why not? It's the only way to find out." Barbara Jean then left and headed for the kitchen before Van and Cheyenne could stop her. Just as they walked into the kitchen they heard BJ asking Reba, "So..are you seeing anyone Reba?"
They turned to Reba and she looked confused. "No and no Barbara Jean you may not set me up with anyone."
It was killing Cheyenne so she just blurted it out. "Mom are you pregnant?"
Reba head shot up and again that wasn't a good idea. She got dizzy again and put her head in her hands. "Where would you get an idea like that?" She got up and walked over to the sink to get a glass of water.
"Mom Van found the pregnancy test in the trash. It doesn't belong to me or BJ and I definately don't think it belong's to Kyra. What's going on mom?"
"Cheyenne..." Maybe eating that snickers for breakfast wasn't such a great idea. Even if it was good she didn't think the baby liked it all that much because all of a sudden she got a little dizzy again and a wave of sickness came over her. What great timing she thought. She darted out of the room and to the bathroom where she got rid of the snickers she had just ate. She rinsed her mouth out again and she came back into the kitchen.
Cheyenne by now was not looking so happy. "I think that pretty much answers my question."
She looked to everyone and they all looked shocked. Brock of course didn't look shocked. He just kept staring at his shoes. "I'm not..."
Cheyenne threw her hands in the air. "Mom I'm not dumb. You have been dizzy, you just threw up, you ate snickers for breakfast this morning and Van found a pregnancy test in the trash. Come on just fess up."
"All right! Ok. I'm pregnant. Happy."
Cheyenne shook her head. "Who's the father? Have you been seeing him long?"
She snuck a look at Brock but he wasn't even looking at anyone still. "No...I don't...know who the father is."
Everyone's mouths just dropped. "Mom! This isn't like you. What happened? Did you get drunk or something and have a one night stand. What is wrong with you? I thought you had better judgement?"
Cheyenne was angry and Reba was close to tears. She hated that her daughter thought she was like one of those who would have a one night stand. "Cheyenne..." Reba's voice was cracking and she wasn't very good at hiding how hurt she was.
"I don't want to hear it! This isn't something you would do. Your acting like some kind of slut!"
Brock couldn't take it anymore. He saw how much this was hurting her. She couldn't let Reba protect him. She was nice enough to wait while he decided how to tell Barbara Jean, this had to be the time now. He stood up and walked over to Reba. "Cheyenne! Stop it! Right now this ends. You have no right to talk to your mother this way."
"But dad she doesn't even know who the father is."
Brock sighed. Now it was time. "Yes she does."
He paused for a moment and looked at Reba. "Brock..."
He looked straight up to the eyes of Barbara Jean. "It's mine."
End of Chapter