"Okay," The nurse said before walking back into the hall. As soon as the door closed, Reba broke down crying.
"Who would do this to our little girl?" Jack asked as a voice came from the doorway.
"Me," Cheryl said, twirling something around in her hand.
"You did this?!" Jack asked, walking away from his wife to his ex.
"Yup," Cheryl said shifting her body to the other side of the doorway.
"Why?" Jack asked, pulling her into the hall.
"Let me see my daughter and yours will live!"
"Well, I'm sorry that our daughter likes things that aren't pink and cuddly like the way you raised her!" Jack exclaimed, but kept his voice down, when Kesley appeared behind him.
"Go away, mom," Kesley said, before entering Reba's room.
Cheryl gasped in shock. "You turned my daughter against me?"
"No, Reba did," Jack said, slamming the hospital door in her face.
"What did Mom want?" Kesley asked, sitting on the chair in Reba's room.
"Nothing," Jack paused looking at his daughter. "Are you sure you're five?"
"I'm mature, I have to be," Kelsey said, looking at her father.
"Why?" Jack asked, sitting on the end of Reba's bed.
"Mom was never home," Kelsey said, throwing her arms up in the air. "Heck, I've been raising my self for two years."
"Okay, right now we have enough problems right now! I don't think we need to talk about Cheryl!" Jack exclaimed.
"Problems? What problems?" Kesley asked.
"Are you sure your not 13?" Jack asked looking at his oldest daughter.
"I'm sure. What Problems!"
"Evelina having sugary," Reba told her step-daughter.
"WHAT!" Kesley said, shocked.
"Your five!?" Jack asked his daughter for the billionth time.
"Yes!"
"WILL YOU TWO JUST STOP IT!" Reba screamed at the top of her lungs. Jack and Kesley intimatelystopped talking. "Thank you." She started in her normal Oklahoma accent. Reba looked at Jack. "We have more things to worry about than how old your daughter is!"
