Behind Closed Doors, What Do We Not See?

Summary: What happens when the doors are closed, and no one is there but the two? I'm sorry I can't say anymore. My first fanfic!

A/N: I'm sorry to all the BJ fans. (If there are any. I'm not one.) BJ is not so nice, when the doors are closed, in my version so the show. Also anything it italicized lettering is a thought.

A/N 2: Well, I got e-mails for this, so I thought I should continue this. Now I worn you if I do it will be a long story probably with at least 20 or so chapters. If you really like it there might be sequels. It's all up to ya'll.

Declaimer: I don't own anything but the story line.

Enjoy

When Reba arrives at the hospital, she is taken by the paramedics. Brock is forced to stay out in the waiting room. She had been shot in the 

back an inch away from her spin. If it had been any closer to her spin, she could have been paralyzed.

Then they asked Brock again, "How did this happen?"

He paused. If I tell them the truth, BJ will hurt my entire family. But I can't let her hurt Reba and get away with it. What do I do? Brock thought.

"One of the neighbor's kids got his dad's gun; it was an accident." He replied.

The nurse really didn't believe him, but decided not to push at it. She just made a metal note to watch how he acted around Reba.



A week later Reba went home and Brock decided to stay with her for a while. He told BJ that he had to for the kids. She did not believe him, so she kept a very close eye on Reba and Brock when they were alone.

A few weeks passed, and BJ is very suspicious about Brock and Reba. HE has spent all this time over there and hardly any time at their house.

It was morning; Reba and Brock were eating breakfast together. The kids were all off to school, and with Van and Cheyenne in their house; the house was very quiet anymore. Brock made breakfast for the two of them.

"So, how was your sleep last night?" He asks her.

"It was fine. Brock, what happened between you and BJ? What was going on when I came over?" she asked.



He was not ready for this question, but he knew it would come up sometime. He thought for a minute before he replied.

"Same as what usually happens. I'll do something, a little tiny thing wrong, and she goes ballistic. She starts throwing anything she can get her hands on. She gets mean and angry. She tries to hit me."

"Brock, you have to tell the police about what BJ is doing to you." Reba says.

"I can't, Reba. If I do; she'll come after all of y'all." He replies.

"Brock this is now way to live your life. You can't let her keep doing this. This is not right." She says, sincerely.

"No, this is just the way it is."

"Brock, as much as you think this is the way it has to be; you are wrong. This does not have to be this way! You may not be the best person on 

the planet, but you deserve to be with someone you love and who loves you back. She has not right to do this to you. She's changed you, and not for the better. She's made you scared. I know she's bigger, but no one should live in fear of every step they make. Brock, you have to tell the police." She said, with sincerity and heart.

"Reba, I don't know what to do. She's my wife. I can't let her hurt my kids or you. I don't know what I would do if I lost any of y'all. Reba, I… I…" he said, but trailed off.

"What Brock, what's the matter? You can tell me anything." she asked.

"Reba, I love you. I have always loved you. You are my every thing. You are the reason I get up in the morning. You are my one and only love. I love you. It was you who I loved and have always loved. I will always love you, Reba. I love your smile that lights up my world. I love your eye's that shine like the stars at night. I love you fiery red hair that 

matches you fiery temper that I love. I love your wit and how smart you are. I love how you look at me even when you are mad. I love everything about you. You are my every thing." He said, pouring his heart out to her.

"You, you love me?" she says, completely in shock.

"Yes, with all my heart and soul, I love you." He said.

"I thought I'd never hear you say that." She replied.

"Now, I need to know. Do you still love me?" he asked.

She didn't know what to day. She was not ready for this. She already knew the answer right away, but she did not want to hurt someone like she was hurt. Oh my God! He loves me! And he wants to know if I love him. YES! Yes, yes, yes! Brock Enroll Hart I love you with all my heart! But I can't hurt someone like I was hurt, but it is BJ. And she is hurting him, 

which by the way I have to remember to kill her for that. And I do love him! She thought.

"Yes." She said simply.

"What?" He said, not believing his ears. That was the answer he was hoping for but not expecting.

"Yes, Brock, I love you, too. I love you. I loved you and I still love you. I love you with all my heart and soul. I love you, Brock. You are my every thing, too. It has always been you. I dated lots of men, but only you make me feel whole. Only you make me feel so happy. Only you make me like everything is perfect. I love you!" She says.

"You do!? Oh, Reba, now I am really confused. I don't know what to do." Brock said.



"Brock, I know, but you can't let her control you. This is your life; you have control of what happens. I love you, and you love me. She does not need to know, but you need to get away from her and soon! You can't keep living like this; you need to have a life full of happiness and joy not fear and hurt. You can stay here as long as you need to. I just don't want to see you get hurt anymore." She said.

"Reba, I love you, but I don't know if I can get away from her. She's stronger and much bigger than the both of us. She could crush you with one foot. And I'm not much better. I just don't want anyone else to get hurt. I love all of y'all way too much to see any of you to get hurt. I don't know what to do. I love…" he trailed off when their lips met.

"Enough talking." She said in between kisses.

She got closer to him, and he pulled her into him lap. He held onto her like a life support, and she was. She was his true love. She had stood by 

him through everything. Through she had been mean to him for the past few years; it was only because she was hurting and had not other way to deal with it. She closed the very little space between them. His hands started to get a little shaky, but he still held tightly to her.

"I love you, Reba"

"I love you too, Brock."

They kissed for a long time. They said "I love you" in between kisses. He got up and picked her up. She felt her back press again the wall as they kissed. He deepened the kisses by putting his hand on her neck. Then at some point they had gotten upstairs to her bedroom.

P. S. –

I know all of y'all are smart enough to know what happens after that, so I don't need to go into detail. I would not go into detail, sorry to those 

who love "smut" I will NOT write it. The farthest I go is kissing and maybe cloths being thrown, but that is it.

End of Chapter

Hay y'all. I know this is short, but I don't know where I want this to go. This will be a Reba & Brock story, so y'all should be prepared. If you have not notice, I love Reba/Brock stories. I have always felt like they should have gotten back together. They are cute.

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