Chap 6

The woman driving the Mini Van slammed on her breaks as she saw the Truck come up, she hadn't noticed it coming due to the rain and being distracted by one of the kids showing her their art project. She bit back a curse and heard the children scream as she saw the red headed woman scream in reaction to the close car, and the blond haired man slammed on his beaks and tried to swerve around the car that had sped out into the lane. She held her breath and got out her cell phone as she saw the truck flip over and skid a few feet before coming to a stop. She saw glass shards everywhere and blood…

A second later Brock and Reba awoke back in the room that looked like the Oval Office. They looked around then to the man sitting behind the wooden desk. He was reading over a piece of paper. But looked up when they appeared. Brock immediately grabbed Reba's hand and held her close.
"Ok so I'm so sorry but Reba it's time you come home." He said getting straight to the point. Brock shook his head no as Reba stared at Him in disbelief.
"No! Why now? I had it all planned!" Brock said holding to Reba tighter. He just shook His head.
"It's time, I'm sorry but know that you'll booth meet up again. I promise." He said standing. "It won't be long. Reba for you it'll only be a few hours. And Brock your kids need a parent. You'll heal from you injuries but if I let Reba go back she'll die anyway just in more pain. Brock do you want her to die a painful death or not?" He asked.
"How long will it be?" Brock asked.
"You'll see her soon. I promise..." He walked over to them and reached out His hand. "All she has to do is take my hand and then you'll be sent back while Reba is kept safe here." He said. Reba looked to Brock who still had a death grip on her hand and stood slightly in front of her. He sighed and turned to her. Placing a hand on her neck he leaned in for their last kiss. It was filled with love, no sorrow, no regret. Just love and a promise of 'I'll see you soon'. They broke apart and Reba smiled weakly Brock smiled back only weaker then she had managed. Both not liking the options placed before them. Reba then slowly slid out of Brock's arms and took the man's hand. Reba whispered goodbye as he faded and Reba stayed in the formal office.
Back on earth. Brock awoke with a start and scrambled to get Reba out of the car he managed to get he out. Brock's tears fell faster as he felt her body stay limp in his arms even as he pulled her away from the car. He had her held tightly to his chest as he fell to his knees in the grass. He slowly laid her down in the grass and looked her over. A large piece of glass was embedded in her stomach and she had large scratches and bruises all over her pale body, her eyes were still open and Brock's heart was gripped by an icy hand as he saw a lifeless grey color in the place of her usual bright blue. He closed her eyes as he held her tightly to him, as the rain fell around them.
"I promise, Till in death myself I will always love you! I promise... I promise..." Brock cried. That's how the paramedics found them when they pulled up...
The driver of the other vehicle watched with tears in her eyes as her family sat around her in the grass. An accident that she caused cost that man the love of his life. Yet no harm came to any of her three children. The family was loaded into an ambulance as Brock and Reba were loaded into another…
Four days later the Hart, Montgomery, and the family that was also in the crash, were all gathered around the freshly dug hole. The woman steps up next to Brock. All dressed in black as the coffin was lowered into the ground of the cemetery.

"I'm so sorry..." She whispered. "I wish... I wish there was something I could do..." Brock turned to the brunette haired woman, her brown eyes shown of sorrow and regret.
"There was and is nothing you could do. It's not your fault. Thank you for coming, I just had to tell you something..." Brock took a deep breath then looked back to her. "I don't blame anyone it was an accident. No one is to blame and I know that Reba is in a better place now." tears slowly rolled down the woman's face as Brock spoke. "Now why don't you go take care of your kids, they're gonna need you right now." Brock said. She nodded her head.
"Thank you, sir." she said, with that she walked back to her van where her children sat waiting for her. Brock looked back as they finished filling the grave with dirt. He looked to the concrete angel that was carved with Reba's face, her kind smile and bright eyes shown almost perfectly in the grey statue. Carved on the bottom for people to read were the words
'Reba Nell McKinney Hart
Born March 28, 1955
Died July 15, 2012
At fifty-seven years.
Beloved mother, wife, and friend to all she knew'
After the ceremony Brock walked up next to the angel placing the sliver ring he had gotten Reba in a safe spot on the statue he looked up to the angel's face. Engraved on the inside of the band where the words 'Till Death, my love, I promise'
"'Till death comes to bring me to you. I promise to love you and the life we have made." he whispered as a tear slipped from his eye and followed the path of all those before it and to mark the path of all those who will follow it. Brock turned and walked back to the cars with his family. One hour closer to seeing the love of his life once again.

Ok so that is the end and the end of the series. So I really hope you enjoyed it and I hope to see you at some of my other stories. So go tell your friends share on Face Book, the Till Death series is finished!
Till next time.