Reba sat on the floor of Brocks new condo feeding Katie as she watched him put together the crib. He currently

Had his back to her, his shirt lay on the couch. She couldn't help but notice how toned his back was. You shouldn't be thinking of him like that Reba. He's your ex husband. She looked down at the baby in her arms who was enjoying her bottle. Her heart melted at the sight of the newborn. She always loved kids, and she knew she was destined to be a mom from a young age. Looking at this baby, she knew the baby needed a mother figure, and until Brock found a knew wife, she would be it.

"Was that good Katie." She removed the empty bottle from the baby's mouth and began to make faces at her. She was rewarded with a huge smile from Katie.

"You always were great with children Re."

"I love kids."

" I almost the the crib setup. I just have to put the mobile on."

"See there Katie. Your daddy has your crib together. Now we just need to get your rocking chair brought in and then your room will be complete." Brock walked over, standing behind Reba ,placing an arm on her shoulder, and gazed at the baby before him. He didn't know what came over him but he suddenly broke down in tears. The weight of the world on his shoulders. Reba lay the baby in the crib and turned to him.

"What's wrong Brock?"

"I don't know if I can do this Reba. I'm too old for this. I don't know if I can be a single father. I made a mistake and the only one that pays for it is Katie. What am I going to do." He cried harder. Reba walked over to him and enveloped him in a hug.

"You listen to me ok. Your going to do fine. I promise you, I will be here every step of the way. You were a great father to our kids, and your going to be a great father to her. So you fucked around and got some girl you barely knew pregnant. You will step up and you will give this child everything she could ever want, because I know you Brock. You always do the right thing." She releases her grip on him and kissed his cheek before taking a step back. She wiped the tears from his eyes, and stepped back before anything else could happen. She felt the pull between them, and knew they were treading treacherous waters. "You have a rocking chair to bring in here and this room looks great."

"I hope so." They stood there in awkward silence until the baby began to cry. Brock walked over and picked her up, instantly knowing what she needed."this little one needs a diaper change."

"You want me to do it?"

"No I'll get Reba. I better get used to it now."

Reba stood back and watched as he changed Katie's diaper and was brought back to old times. Watching him with the baby seemed to tug at her heart. She knew they had began to get closer but she refused to let them be anything but friends. She was afraid he would break her heart again. And she just couldn't take it.

"Your good with her, you know that."

"I had plenty of practice with my other 4."

"Yeah you did."

"She's a beautiful baby Brock. She has your eyes."

" I just hope she doesn't turn out like me."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I fucked up my life Reba." He buttoned Katie's onesie and looked to Reba.

"You didn't fuck it up Brock. Well not completely."She laughed.

"I did. I lost you."

"Well, we aren't discussing the divorce today. It's been 7 years Brock."

"Not a day goes by that I don't think about it. Now I have a 2 month old and I'm all alone."

"I told you I will be here. You have to get off this pity train. You have a kid to raise."

"You are right. I'm sorry." He reach over and hugged her. Call it habit, or a feeling of nostalgia but when he pulled back he kissed her. He pulled back quickly and stepped away. "I'm sorry. I didn't..."

"It's ok Brock. We used to be married. It's just habit. I better go. I'll see you in the morning when you drop Katie off." She gathered her purse and headed toward the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow Reba."

"I'll see you Brock."