I gasped and sat straight up in our bed, then glanced at the watch on Brock wrist. "Craapp…" I said, then jumped out of bed. Brock opened his eye, barely. Probably blinded because we didn't have curtains up yet and the sun was right in his eyes.

"What are you 'craaapin'? he asked in a tired voice.

"Well, Brock, you're momma said she'd be here at 8... It's 7:43 and I don't think this old tee-shirt of yours is going to impress her." I said, pointing at the large shirt of his that I wore to bed. He laughed and laid his head back down on the pillow. "Brock!" I yelled and he snapped his head back up.

"Whhaaattt?"

"Get up! You probably gotta shower too." I ran over to the closet and boxes of clothes I had yet to unpack grabbing anything that looks like it would look decent on me, then throwing some clothes at him.

"Y'know, we could shower together… Save water, and time." He said, still not moving. His eyes were still closed, with a sly smirk playing on his lips and I was half tempted to go get some water and throw it at him. I thought about it for a second and realized he had a good point. I sighed.

"Fine… but no funny business right now." I said with a serious face. I saw his grin and rolled my eyes.

"Right now…" He repeated then got out of bed in just his boxers. I grabbed a towel and shoved it to his bare chest as he walked by me.

"Start the water, I'll be in in a sec." I did my best to sound annoyed. He smirked and kissed my head making me smile, but I tried hiding it. 2 minutes later I heard the water start. I quickly stripped out of his tee-shirt and my underwear and threw them in our hamper. I wrapped a towel around my body and walked in. He was already in when I came in. I dropped the towel and stepped in the shower behind him. He turned around and smiled at me.

"Don't even try anything." I warned again, then stepped into the water next to him.

"Why?" He asked, putting his arms around my waist and pulling me close.

"Brock, Your mother is going to be here in less that 15 minutes, we really don't have the time." I said, trying to push myself back. He squeezed tighter and started kissing my neck, making my knees tremble slightly. "Brock…" He let me go and smiled. "Start washin'." I said, handing him his shampoo.

"Y'know, after 4 years of being together I cant believe you've only met my mother once."

"Yeah well, I'm not her favorite person in the world and she ain't mine either, so it works." I said, then gave him a sarcastic smile.

"I really wish you two could like each other."

"Well, if she didn't insult me every 2 seconds then maybe we would." I told him. "And I bite my tongue… A lot." He smirked.

"I know ya do… I know what you wanna say. You don't though and I thank God you don't…" He drifted off, probably picturing what it would be like if I were to say everything that came to mind. I shuttered at the thought, then came back to reality where I had to respect her. It's not that I want to, its just that I have to. Momma and daddy raised me right… unfortunately. "Well, I'm done." He said. I nodded.

"Me too." He shut off the water and we both grabbed our towels to dry off. I got dressed quickly and decided there wasn't enough time to do my hair. I threw my big hair into a clip and straightened my bangs down, threw on some mascara and heard her car. I took a deep breath and rolled my eyes. Brock came in the bathroom just in time to see my eye roll and he laughed.

"Ready?" I thought about it, then shook my head.

"Nope." I simply said, then walked out to greet her. I let Brock go ahead of me though. She came up to the door and Brock opened the screen door for her. Her face lit up like a candle as she wrapped him in a tight, motherly hug.

"Oh… I'm so happy to see you. I've missed you so much." Brock smiled and pulled away. She looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "Reba…"

"Hey, Liz. It's good to see you again." I lied and gave her my best smile.

"Mhmm…" Is all she said. She stepped in the house and took a look around. "Well… I guess its pretty nice for your first house." She said, unimpressed.

"I hope so, we're really gonna be workin our butts off for it." He said. She sat down on the couch, straight up with her little purse in her lap.

"Why is it that you two have been together for 4 years and I've only met her once?" She made it clear she was talking to Brock.

"Well, you don't visit very often."

"Why don't you guys come see me?" She asked, with more attitude that usual.

"We're so busy with work and school we don't really have the time…" He wasn't lying, we barely had time for each other, not to mention the fact that she isn't a very pleasant person to be around in the first place.

"Hmm. Well, I think I should get to know her since she may become my daughter-in-law one day." She said, now looking at me. I smirked, not thrilled at becoming her daughter-in-law, but also loving the sound of it. Reba Hart… it fit well. "So, Reba. Whatchya goin to school for?"

"Education, hopin' to become an Elementary school teacher." Liz nodded slowly.

"Doesn't make very good money." She pointed out. That was one of my 'biting my tongue' moves. Brock saw me holding back.

"Ma, it's what she wants to do, what makes her happy." He jumped in, thank God.

"Yeah, well… I'm just sayin, good luck payin the bills with that. Good thing my son has a good head on his shoulders. Looks like we know who'll be payin for everything around here." My eyes got big and I was grinding my teeth… 'say something Brock….Say something!' I thought. I waited and he didn't. I took a deep breath through my nose and walked into the kitchen.

"Can I getchya somethin to drink?" I asked through my teeth.

"Sure. What do you have?" I opened the fridge and let my mouth fall open. 'Crappp…' I thought as I saw our empty fridge with a few beers left.

"Uh… Water." I said, then laughed nervously.

"Nothin else?"

"Mom, we just moved in…" Brock reminded her. She sighed.

"I guess I'll take some water then." I closed my eyes and sighed, then got her a glass of water. I sat down in Brocks recliner and he came and sat on the arm of it and held my hand. She eyed us for a while.

"You two planin on getting married?" She said out of the blue… and so calm too… I heard Brock choke, but try to cover it up which made him choke even worse. I looked up at him confused with an eyebrow raised.

"You alright there, pal?" I asked, not really caring. I knew it just caught him off guard, but I'd love to hear what he has to say about this one. He nodded and coughed a few more times.

"Well?" She asked, waiting for an answer. He looked down and glared at me briefly and I just smiled acting innocent.

"Well… I don't know yet, mom. Possibly." Possibly? POSSIBLY?! Four years and I get a possibly. I bit my lip, hard. He saw this and quickly thought of something else to add. "I mean, I love her… I love her with all my heart and I think we make pretty good couple. I'm just not sure we're ready to settle down."

"I am." I blurted out. "And if 4 years together with a house isn't settled down, then what is?" He took a deep breath as 4 eyes stared at him.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see then. I was kinda hoping to wait till I graduated, wouldn't want a wife and God only knows, maybe even kids at home too and I'd always be at work or school."

"You only have 2 years left." Liz added.

"Yeah?"

"So, we're not gonna get married then pop out a kid 9 months later, I mean, c'mon Brock… We have both talked about it and we both agreed that we wouldn't have children right away." I said and he nodded slowly. "I'm not pressurin you or anything, I mean, I'm happy just the way we are. I'm just reminding you that I am ready and no kids right away." This suddenly turned into a very deep conversation. I didn't know if I was comfortable talking about this with his mother right there. I shook my head. "Nevermind, let's move on." I suggested. Brock nodded, rushing to get away from the awkward subject.

"Just so you know, Brock, if you loved her with all your heart you'd marry her." She added. He looked down at me and didn't have to say anything. He did love me, I knew that much. "I'm not so sure what you see in her, but whatever floats your boat I suppose…" She said quietly, looking away, almost like she said it to herself. I rolled my eyes and once again, waited for him to say something. He didn't. I elbowed him in the stomach, hard. He groaned quietly and gave me a dirty look, I smiled, satisfied with my actions. She slapped her knees with her hands and got up.

"Well, theres not much else to say." She said, walking to the door.

"Mom, I only see you every year or two, you're leavin already?" He asked. She nodded.

"Yeah, I didn't even get to my hotel yet."

"You know you're welcome to stay with us, we've got an extra bedroom." I looked up at him, surprise and anger in my eyes. I clenched my fits tight, hoping she was turn down the offer.

"Thank you dear, but I've already got my hotel reservations." She said. He walked over to her and hugged her tightly.

"How long are you here for?"

"Just 2 nights, 3 days." She answered him.

"Well, you'll have to come back tomorrow." He said, then kissed her cheek.

"Alrighty, honey. I'll see you tomorrow…" She turned to me. "Reba…"

"Elizabeth." I said back, with a sly grin on my face. She turned and left without another word. I sighed dramatically and plopped down on the couch. I put my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands. He came and sat next to me, rubbing my back.

"Whats wrong, sweetie?" I shook my head.

"What did I ever do to the women to make her hate me so badly?" I said, looking him right in the eyes. He smiled and kissed my head.

"Don't take it personal, darlin, she'll warm up to you."

"Will she Brock?" I asked, not convinced. He thought for a few seconds.

"Well, I don't actually know. I've never been in a serious relationship like this. I mean, I've introduced her to other girls and she acted this way, but they were just silly little girlfriends."

"What am I?" I asked. He smiled.

"The love of my life." He pulled me closer to him, crushing me into his chest. I sighed, relieved.

"Well, I guess that's a little different than silly girlfriends." He breathed a laugh.

"Yeah, just a little." We stayed like that for a while until I finally pushed on his chest, pushing myself away from him.

"And why on Earth don't you stand up for me?!" He looked at me, shocked.

"What?"

"Don't you 'what?' me like you don't know. She insulted me plenty of times and all you did was sit there!" I exclaimed.

"Honey, shes my mother."

"And I'm 'the love of your life'." I said, putting finger quotes up.

"Well, she gave life to me… I cant be mean."

"Brock, I'd never ask you to be mean to your mother, but who's gonna be there for you when mommy's not?" He sighed. "Oh… who am I kiddin? Be mean to her! She disrespects me in my house she deserves to be disrespected right back." he rolled his eyes.

"Then you say somethin."

"Nope, no way." I said, standing up and throwing my hands up in front of me to stop him. "Not happenin."

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because shes your mom! It's way different if I'm mean to her."

"Askin me to be mean to her is like askin me to be mean to you. You guys are both hard headed, stubborn and always get your way." He had a good point, that's probably why we don't get along.

"Alright, fine! I'll just have to deal with her for as long as we're together I guess…" He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"So, you still love me even though my mom doesn't approve?" He asked, smiling.

"Still debating it." I said, then grinned. I stood a little taller and kissed him softly. "But no more offerin people to stay before talkin to me first." I said, then kissed him again.

"Deal." He paused. "When's JV and Helen comin' to see the place?" I thought about it.

"Hmm… I guess I should probably call momma and daddy." I said, then backed up.

"You haven't told them yet?!" I shook my head and walked over to the phone.

"No, I've just been so busy, as soon as we found out we got the house I started packin'."

"You usually tell them everything." I nodded as I put the phone to my ear. 2 rings later I heard my moms voice and smiled. She answered fast...

"Hey momma!" I said, happy to hear her voice. "Were ya waitin by the phone or somethin? It only rang twice."

"No, I'm just cookin some breakfast and the phones right here. Hey darlin'!" I smirked again.

"Well, I have some news…" I said in a disappointed voice to make her worried.

"You're pregnant?!" She said, too loudly, probably giving my father a heart attack.

"No mom!" I rolled my eyes. "Brock and I got a house!"

"You what? I didn't even know y'all were lookin for houses together… that's incredible! Guess we'll have to make a trip out there to see you guys... Honey, I'm kinda worried."

"What's the matter, momma?" I asked concerned.

"Well, it's just that, you used to tell me everything… I feel like were slippin apart and I don't like it." She sure knew how to make me feel terrible.

"I'm sorry, mom. I've just been so busy with packin, and now unpackin. We just stayed our first night last night. I would've told you guys sooner, I've just got a lot on my plate and we didn't have a house phone before, now we have our very own phone so you can call anytime you want."

"Oh… Good, honey. I'm so happy for you guys! JV! C'mere Rebas on the phone, I think she may wanna talk to you." I held the phone away from my ear as my mom yelled for my dad. Boy, did she have some lungs on her! I guess I know where I get em' from. Brock could here her from a few feet away and chuckled, he was probably thinking the same thing I was. "Hang on honey, your daddy wants to know."

"Hello? Reba?" I heard his comforting, deep voice and once again, smiled. I missed him so much…

"Hey daddy." I said, still smiling. Brock smirked too when he saw how happy I was to talk to my parent whom I haven't talked to in weeks.

"Hey…There's my little carrot top. I miss you, why don't we ever hear from you anymore?" I rolled my eyes.

"Busy, daddy. Very busy." I answered dryly.

"You mom said you had some news?" I nodded, even though he wasn't here.

"Yep! I was just wondering when you and momma were gonna come to my house." I said, putting emphasis on the 'my' then laughed happily.

"You gotta house?" He asked, surprised.

"Yes we did."

"We?"

"Yeah, daddy. Brock and I. We."

"Oh… together?" I laughed.

"Yes daddy."

"Hmm… How's that goin?" I looked over at Brock who was watchin me talk and shrugged.

"Don't know yet, we just stayed our first night last night."

"Well that's good, kiddo. I'm proud of you." I smiled. It was always nice to hear that.

"Thank you. You guys will be coming out soon, right?"

"Absolutely! We'll plan a trip and get ahold of you."

"Alright daddy, well give momma a kiss for me."

"Will do."

"I love you guys sooo much."

"We love you too sweetheart." I smiled for a few seconds before I hung up, then sighed.

"I miss them too much." I said to Brock. He smirked.

"I know, I can tell." he was leaning up again the counter. "Should we go get some breakfast?" I nodded. I forgot to eat pizza last night before I fell asleep. I was close to starved. I took his hand and practically pulled him out the door. He laughed and shook his head, but said nothing.

Gotta love the parents... I loved the Reba and Liz part, I thought it was a lot of fun. Plleeaasssee review! Let me know how I'm doin and if i'm goin along with the characters alright. Please! Hope y'all are enjoyin! :D