Reba couldn't believe it. After the kitchen sink shopping, a few dates at the movies, and a couple of dinners: she was getting married. She knew Bill loved her, and she loved him, she thought. This is love right? I'm not insane. I love him. Of course you love him. You love him, yeah, love him…her mind questioned itself as she walked down the isle, smiling at friends and family that had come to see her and Bill.

As she walked up to her fiancé, she noticed Brock starring at her. She smiled at him, and he smiled back, but no matter what she did, his eyes never left her; same as with the reception that followed the wedding. He just starred and smiled when she looked over his way.

Reba did as she did all night, and smiled at him, then turned away for just a second watching Cheyenne with Elizabeth, but when she turned around Brock was standing there. "Can I have this dance?" he asked.

Reba smiled and nodded, "Yes you can," she told him as he slipped his hand around her waist and took her hand in his own. She set her other hand on his shoulder. For a second it was almost as if they were dancing again at their wedding, almost 20 years ago. She could still feel her heart flutter when he pulled her close. The closeness between them was near enough to feel his hot breath on her neck. Reba closed her eyes and felt almost as if they were floating, almost like they were together in an empty room, together by themselves. A slight smile formed across her face when, without really putting any thought into it an, I love him, rushed thought her mind.

Their perfect moment was destroyed when she opened her eyes and saw Bill across the room talking to a few of the guests. She realized that she wasn't here for Brock, she was here for Bill. She knew she and Brock could never be together, not only was he married, but she just re-married, pretty much burning any last chances between them. The song ended and Reba took a minute to look up, into Brock's eyes, which, yet again, couldn't wander away from Reba.

Brock had thoughts of his own; he had fantasies of sweeping her off her feet, and back into his arms. He didn't want to let Reba move on. Hell, he wouldn't have moved on if it wasn't for his stupid mistake. Moved on, he thought, who am I kidding? I love her…

They stood there, gazing into each other's eyes for what seemed like hours, until Jake finally came over, wanting to dance with his mom. Reba couldn't help but except, him looking as cute as he did all dressed up, but she knew in the back of her mind, that Brock was sitting there watching her, and she loved it. He was watching out for her.

As close as they may ever be again, they acted as if it was nothing…


mk, so this is like the PERFECT reba//brock song. like holy crap! i was like shocked so its "what might have been" by lonestar. if your interested here it is...but it also goes with the chapter, so yea. wow!


Sure I think about you now and then
But it's been a long, long time
I've got a good life now, and I've moved on
So when you cross my mind...

I try not to think about what might have been
Cause that was then
And we have taken different roads
We can't go back again
There's no use givin in
And theres no way to know
What might have been

We can sit and talk about this all night long
And wonder why we didn't last
Yes, they might be the best days we will ever know
But we'll have to leave them in the past...

So try not to think about what might have been
Cause that was then
And we have taken different roads
We can't go back again
There's no use givin in
And theres no way to know
What might have been

That same old look in your eyes
It's a beautiful night, I'm so tempted to stay
But too much time has gone by
We should just say good bye, and turn and walk away...

And try not to think about what might have been
Cause that was then
And we have taken different roads
We can't go back again
There's no use givin in
And theres no way to know
What might have been
No we'll never know, what might have been