Chapter 33

"Will you stop grinning like that!" Reba said as they walked toward the door of their home. They had finally arrived home after their long flight and they were already jetlagged. They were so ready to collapse on their bed and sleep the day away but the fact that it was three in the afternoon was a problem. Reba still wasn't used to this time changing thing. Her main problem at the moment was Vic. He was grinning like an idiot and he couldn't stop after their little meeting in the airplane bathroom. "Their going to know something is up."

"Something was definitely up a few hours ago." He said smirking.

Reba hit his shoulder. "You have to stop grinning, their going to know."

Vic rolled his eyes. "We just came back from our honeymoon. I know their not going to think we just saw the sights." Vic smirked. "Although you lying on the bed with nothing on but a smile is surely a sight to be seen."

Reba smacked his chest but couldn't help but giggle and blush at his comment. "Don't say stuff like that in front of my family okay. Now let's go inside and have them welcome us home in their annoying huggy, kissy fashion." Vic chuckled and opened the door. Reba walked in expecting a big welcome home from everyone but found an empty house. "Hello!" she yelled as she set her luggage near the stairs.

"Anyone home?" Vic yelled through the house.

Reba shrugged. "Their not here." She stated, not feeling sad really at all.

"Did you tell them the right time when we called on Friday?" he asked curiously

Reba nodded. "I told them we had a twelve o'clock flight and we should be there around three."

Vic sighed and looked around. "Well, we didn't get the welcome home we expected but being left home alone sure does open up a field of opportunities for us." He said with a smirk.

Reba giggled. "You think what I'm thinking?" Vic nodded and Reba smiled. "A nice long nap." She said with relief as she walked up the stairs.

Vic frowned. "I was hoping we could christen our bed since that is really the only place all week we haven't…" He trailed off, his frown turning into his suggestive charming smile.

Reba rolled her eyes and walked the rest of the way upstairs. "I swear you have a problem." She said, meaning it seemed that was always on his mind.

Vic chuckled as he followed her up the stairs. "Can I help it if my gorgeous, hot, and sexy wife just happens to turn me on all the time? Is that a crime?" he asked.

Reba walked into their bedroom and collapsed on the bed, ready for a nice nap. "I am not hot nor sexy, gorgeous I might take." She said with a smile.

Vic collapsed next to her and wrapped his arms around her. "You are to hot and sexy." He said nuzzling her neck. Reba giggled and tried pushing him away. "You look especially sexy when you make that noise, right before you…" He chuckled deeply. Reba blushed a violent red and punched him in the shoulder. "Ouch!" he said rubbing his arm. "Why do you have to get so violent?"

Reba glared. "When you make comments like that I do!" she hissed. "Why do you have to have such a dirty mind?" she asked turning away. "I swear you're like a sex-crazed teenager."

"I resent that." He said with a frown.

Reba just yawned and snuggled up closer to him. "We really should get a little bit of sleep. I forgot we still have to get the last few boxes in your apartment. We never did and I believe today is the last day we would be able to get them before your landlord would throw them out."

Vic nodded and yawned himself. "Okay, small nap and then we get up." Reba nodded and soon they both fell asleep.

Reba awoke in Vic arms and glanced at the clock. It was six in the evening and even though she was still a bit tired she felt somewhat refreshed. She wondered if her family was home yet. She could have sworn she told Barbara Jean they would be home at three. Maybe Barbara Jean didn't hear her right. Reba moved even closer to Vic's arm body and sighed in contentment. It was then her empty stomach growled loudly. "Was that your stomach?" Vic asked tiredly.

Reba chuckled. "Yeah, sorry I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since the sandwich on the plane. Can you blame my stomach?"

Vic opened his eyes and shook his head. "No, I am hungry myself. Let's go downstairs and eat something." They both groaned as they sat up. The nap was needed but if they slept any longer they wouldn't be able to sleep later. Reba really hated the time differences. She was always tired when she wasn't supposed to be. Vic and Reba made their downstairs and into the kitchen.

"How much food do you think they left?" Vic asked as he set his hand on the refrigerator door handle.

Reba shrugged and opened the cupboard. "Not much." She said seeing only one box of mac n' cheese and one box of fried rice. She couldn't eat either of them. They weren't healthy for the baby.

"Nothing at all." Vic said with a chuckle as he saw the refrigerator practically empty. All that was left was an egg, maybe a swallow of milk and one small sad looking chicken.

Reba shut the cupboard and shook her head at the sad food in the refrigerator. "Well, we have a choice of take out."

Vic nodded and shut the door. "I think that is our best bet. Salad for you and a nice juicy burger for me." He said cheerful.

Reba frowned. "Can you at least make it a good salad?"

Vic chuckled. "How about I order you a great salad and I make a run for French Silk ice cream for dessert?"

Reba beamed. "That would be wonderful and since we have, it seems, the whole house to ourselves for a while why don't I come with you and we make another stop at the video store. Have a nice night by ourselves for once. We haven't really had one of those since the first night you were here four and a half months ago."

Vic stepped close to her and pulled her into his arms. "I like that idea."

Reba smiled and nodded. "Good." She said placing her hands on his chest and giving him a slight push. "Now let's go get the food."

They went straight to the café down the street from their work and ordered their usual grilled chicken salad for Reba and a burger with everything for Vic. They made a run to the store to grab a pint of French Silk ice cream to share and then headed to the video store.

"What about a scary movie?" Vic asked when they stepped through the doors. They had been arguing on what type of moving they should rent.

Reba shook her head. "I hate scary movies."

Vic sighed and walked toward the wall of recent released videos. "Well I am not going for a chick flick." He said when he heard a couple of her suggestions.

Reba frowned and crossed her arms. "Forever Love is a wonderful story and the star of the movie did a phenomenal job and it's not a chick flick."

Vic rolled his eyes. "You only like it because your favorite country singer Reba McEntire is the star of it and it is a chick flick."

"That is not the only reason I like the movie." She pouted.

"Yeah, well, I am still not sitting through tears and lovey dovey stuff." He said looking over the latest action movie that has come out.

Reba rolled her eyes. "Well, I am sitting through blood and guts being tossed everywhere." Reba walked off to the shelves that were in the middle of the store that held the other movies. She tried compromising and searching for an action or horror film that might interest her but she just couldn't find one. She smiled when she finally found the one she wanted. "Found one." She said walking over to Vic who was in the horror movie section.

Vic glanced at the title and gave her a look. "Fried Green Tomatoes?" Reba nodded. "That is a chick flick."

Reba glared. "It is not…" she said stubbornly. She then saw the look she was getting from Vic. "Okay, maybe it is sort of, kind of, a chick flick but I am not watching that." She said pointing to the movie Vic held in his hands. It was Friday the 13th. "I hate that movie. I couldn't sleep the first time I had seen it."

Vic smiled and wrapped his arms around her. "Don't worry I'll protect you."

Reba chuckled but pushed him away. "I don't want to watch that movie."

Vic sighed. "I will watch Fried Green Tomatoes if you watch this movie with me?" he said holding up the movie.

Reba thought about it for a moment and shrugged. It wouldn't be so bad. She could probably handle the movie better now anyway. "All right, let's go. We have ice cream in the car."

They paid for the movies and quickly arrived home to watch Fried Green Tomatoes and Friday the 13th, which Reba was not looking forward to. God must have been with her that night because when they arrived home, their family was there, she wouldn't have to watch the movie.

"Mom!" Cheyenne shouted excitedly from the couch when they walked in. She had baby Danny with her.

Reba smiled and shoved the sack of food she had in her hand in Vic's arms. Reba walked over to her daughter and sat down next to her, smiling at her grandson. "There is my grandson. I missed him so much." She said, taking him from her daughter.

Cheyenne scoffed. "Jeez mom, I missed you too." She said sarcastically.

Reba turned to her daughter and smiled. "I'm sorry honey. I missed you too."

"What are you guys doing home so early?" she asked curiously. "Barbara Jean said you wouldn't be home until three in the morning."

Reba rolled her eyes. She figured Barbara Jean would get it wrong. "No, I said three in the afternoon."

Cheyenne smiled. "Well, this is great. We missed you both really."

"Yeah, I am feeling the love." Vic said who was still standing by the door with his arms full of bags. "It would be nice if I could get some help."

Reba chuckled and handed baby Danny back to Cheyenne. "I'm sorry honey." Reba said walking over to grab the bags she had earlier shoved into his arms. "I was just so excited to see my grandson."

"And me!" Cheyenne said with a smile.

"Yes and you." Reba said with a smile. Reba helped Vic in the kitchen with the bags and then walked back into the living room to talk with her daughter. "Where is everyone else?" she asked as she sat down in the chair next to the couch.

"Van is finishing a few things up with a client, Brock and Barbara Jean are stopping off to get food, Jake is having dinner with a friend, Elizabeth is upstairs, and Kyra is with her band right now." Cheyenne said grabbing a bottle out of the diaper bag she had at her feet.

Reba nodded and then something came to her mind. "Cheyenne, how is it that I don't have any food in my house when really only Kyra and Jake probably stayed here and they were more than likely over Barbara Jean's and Brock's while we were gone."

Cheyenne bit her lip shyly. "Well, we stayed over a couple of nights, taking care of Jake and Barbara Jean felt the need to stay with Kyra and Jake the first couple of nights while you were gone."

Reba rolled her eyes and just waved off her explanation. Why she even asked she didn't know. She should have expected her house to be a mess or no food in the house when she arrived home. "How was Italy?"

"Great." Reba said smiling.

Vic suddenly appeared in the window between the kitchen and the living room. "Especially the ride home." He grinned, unable to contain himself.

Reba picked up the nearest thing and threw it at him, which was Elizabeth's Barbie, hitting him in the head. "Ouch." Vic said rubbing his head.

"Can you bring me my salad please?" she asked through gritted teeth. Vic did the right thing and listened.

Cheyenne was giggling and Reba was turning completely red. "Did you two join the mile high club mom? Oh wait…" she said with a smile. "You're already a member."

Reba was about to come back with a comment but Brock and Barbara Jean decided to walk in on that moment, their arms filled with bags of food. Reba glared at Cheyenne not to say a word. Cheyenne still couldn't stop giggling. "Reba!" Barbara Jean yelled. She ran over and brought her best friend into a hug. "I missed you so much!"

Reba's eyes were bugging out of her sockets and she couldn't breathe. "Barbara Jean…need…air."

Barbara Jean immediately let go but still grinned and sat as close as she could to Reba. Barbara Jean was so happy, that was until she looked her best friend over. "No fair." She said crossing her arms.

Reba raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Barbara Jean frowned. "You've been gone a week and you haven't gained anything but in your stomach and your…" she trailed off pointing to her chest.

Reba rolled her eyes. "But that's the thing. I've only been gone a week."

Barbara Jean nodded. "I know that but I've gained five more pounds. It isn't fair."

Brock shook his head and smiled at his ex-wife. "How was Rome?"

Reba smiled. "Wonderful, it's such a beautiful city."

"Really?" Barbara Jean said with a smirk. "I would have thought you would have not even seen the city, just stay in the hotel room the whole time."

Reba glared at Barbara Jean. "You know, there is more to a honeymoon than just that Barbara Jean." Reba turned her attention back to Brock. "He also took me to Sulmona, to meet the rest of his family that lives there and I even met some of his friends. It was great. We stayed the night at his Grandmother's villa. I loved it. I hope we are able to go back someday."

"It sounds like you had a great time." Barbara Jean said standing up. "We need to get this food down on plates Brock, let's go." She said walking to the kitchen. Brock sighed and followed his wife.

"Do you guys have pictures?" Cheyenne asked.

Reba nodded. "We have dozens of pictures but none developed. You will see them soon." Vic then walked in with two plates and handed one that held Reba's grilled chicken salad. "Thanks." She said with a smile.

Van decided to walk in at that moment and grinned when he saw his mother-in-law sitting in the chair, stuffing her face. "Mrs. H…or M, that's going to take getting used to."

Reba smiled. "Hey Van, how is the real estate world?"

"Great since you and Vic have been gone a week, I gained two of your clients." He said with a smile. Reba groaned. She was going to hear that from her boss tomorrow, that was for sure. "So how was Italy?"

Vic grinned. "Fantastic." He said, giving Reba a wink.

Reba turned completely red and Cheyenne couldn't help but giggle some more as she burped baby Danny. Brock and Barbara Jean walk in to the living room with food. "Don't get that on my couch." Reba warned Cheyenne who was handed a plate full of fried rice.

"Elizabeth honey, time for dinner!" Cheyenne yelled at the stairs.

Elizabeth came bounding down the stairs with a doll and immediately ran over to hug her grandma. "I missed you!" she said giving her a baby tooth smile.

Reba giggled and gave her an Eskimo kiss. "I missed you too."

Elizabeth sat as close to her grandma as she ate on the coffee table. They all sat around asking questions of Vic and Reba's trip, happy to have them home. It was Elizabeth who was unusually quiet. She was usually very talkative, something she obviously received from her mother. "Daddy." Elizabeth said finally.

Van looked up from his food. "What Lizzie?"

Elizabeth gave her dad a questionable look. "What is the mile high club?"

Reba who was taking a sip of her water, immediately spit it all out the moment she heard Elizabeth ask that question. Vic and Cheyenne couldn't help but laugh. Reba was the one who was turning red.

Van looked at his daughter with wide eyes. "Where did you hear that?"

"From Mommy." She said.

Van looked to Cheyenne and smiled. "Really?"

Elizabeth nodded. "She said grandma was already a member. How does someone join?"

Vic was holding onto his sides, his face was turning beat red from laughing so hard and Reba was turning even more red for a completely different reason. Reba buried her head in her hands from embarrassment as Van looked at her with a disgusted look on his face. "Ewww."

"Let's change the subject." Reba said quickly.

Barbara Jean even started giggling. Brock didn't say anything. It was his best friend but she was still his ex-wife and he wasn't sure what the boundaries were for any comments. They quickly changed the subject back to Italy but it still couldn't keep Reba from turning red at some points as they recalled their lovely trip.

The rest of the night went fairly well. Jake and Kyra came home as soon as Barbara Jean called them to tell them their mother was back. They discussed a few more things of their trip before having to leave for Vic's apartment. They only had a few boxes to get and Vic dropped the two keys off in his landlord's mail box. Reba couldn't ask for a better welcome home and she couldn't ask for a better night once she and Vic were alone once more and she fell asleep in his arms.

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