Untouchable

Chapter 1

A/N: Takes place after the season 4 Reba episode Couples Therapy.

Reba is sitting down on the couch with a cup of hot tea and a romance novel. Brock enters as she sits down. Reba sighs.

"What?" Brock asks her.

"You've spent more time over here now that you and Barbara Jean are separated than you ever did when we were married.." Reba says.

"I'm sorry Reba; the condo is just too quiet. Are you going to come to therapy today?" Brock asks.

"I don't know. I am worried about what might come out in therapy this week. Do you remember what happened last time we were in therapy together?" Reba asks putting her hot tea back on the table.

"Yeah, that was really uncomfortable." Brock says rubbing the back of his neck with a chuckle. Reba opens her book. Then she closes it again remembering their last therapy session.

'"So even though I wasn't the one who broke my mother's favorite rod and reel my daddy made me stand in the corner for 2 hours as punishment. Which, I guess, is why I have a problem with authority. This is fascinating!" Reba hollers as she paces back and forth behind the couch in Dr. Baker's office.

"Oh, yeah," Dr. Baker says, "now about your current relationship with Brock-"

"Oh, wait a minute. I'm not through talking about my daddy yet." Reba interrupts and Brock laughs.

"You see why we got divorced. She never wanted to talk about our relationship." Brock says.

"That was you, you moron." Reba replies glaring at Brock.

"Well I want to talk about it now." Brock says in response.

"We don't have a relationship now!" Reba yells.

"And yet, here you are. Why are you here?" Dr. Baker asks Reba.

"Well, if I yelled at you over the phone, you could hang up." Reba says with a smirk.

"So you're hear because of OUR relationship." Dr. Baker says sarcastically.

"Well you gotta admit it needs work," Reba replies, "you know if you spent less time joking around and more time getting people back together I wouldn't have to come home and find my husband fixing my sink!" Reba exclaims.

"You mean your ex husband." Dr. Baker corrects. Reba realizes what she's just said.

"Okay, ha, ha, ha. Point for you. You're the therapist. You know what I meant."

"Still for someone who's moved so far past "on", that's a strange slip."

"Not so strange when he's practically livin' at my house." Brock scoffs.

"Yeah, to be with the kids." Brock says.

"They're not the only ones livin' there!" Reba fights back.

"Well I didn't know it was such a big deal."

"How could you not know?" Reba says moving around the couch, "do you think I like settin' an extra place at the dinner table, or droppin' everything because you guys need a fourth for pictionary? Or I have to sit and watch your victory dance because your team won, 'cause I got stuck with Jake?" Reba calls.

"Hey, sorry, I thought we were getting along pretty well."

"We were."

"Then what's the problem?"

"That's the problem!" Reba hollers back. They just stare at eachother and just look away.

"Go on." Dr. Baker says watching them. Reba walks back over to the couch.

"I don't want to get along that well. Not after you told me you made a mistake after you left me." Brock looks right at his ex wife suspiciously.

"You told me that door was closed." Brock says.

"Well there shouldn't even be a door! There should be a brick wall with a big ol' fence around it!" Reba hollers using hand motions, "whatever it takes to keep you out of my living room so I don't have to think about how it was when we were together and it was so good." Reba says.

"Oh." Brock says with a sigh.

"But there is a door. And it'll never be truly closed until you and Barbara Jean get back together." Dr. Baker stands up and walks over to her.

"Reba, I hate to tell you this, but open or closed if there's a door, it's gonna be there whether Barbara Jean is in the picture or not." Reba looks at Dr. Baker, then Brock, and then back at Dr. Baker.

"You know what? I just wanna get out of here." Reba says. She walks over to the door.

"Uh, one last question. Do you two still love each other?" Reba sighs, and Brock just shrugs.

* * * * * * *

Cheyenne paces the floor, while she 's on the phone with Van.

"Van, I can't believe you aren't coming home this weekend. Elizabeth and I were anxious to see you. All she's done is talk about you." Cheyenne says. Kyra enters with Elizabeth.

"Hi Cheyenne." Kyra says.

"Shut up Kyra." Cheyenne responds just knowing that Kyra's picking on her somehow.

"Mommy." Elizabeth says.

"Come here Elizabeth." Cheyenne takes Elizabeth from Kyra.

"Daddy." Elizabeth says reaching for the phone. Cheyenne hands it to her.

"Hi El-iza-beth." Van says from Denver. Elizabeth giggles.

"Daddy." Elizabeth says.

"Give the phone back to mommy honey." Van says. Elizabeth hands the phone back to Cheyenne.

"Hello?" Cheyenne says into the phone.

"That was just cruel using our 4 year old to try and make me feel bad." Van says.

"That's not what I was trying to do Van." Cheyenne says.

"Fine. Whatever." Van says as he hangs up. Cheyenne looks at it, and drops it onto the couch.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Reba, Brock. Should we start where we left off?" Dr. Baker asks.

"Look, I don't think I can take this. If Brock still loves me or whether he doesn't I don't want to know, we can't do anything about it. He's married to Barbara Jean, I accepted that fact 4 years ago." Reba says pacing the floor.

"I'd leave her in a split second for you again Reba." Brock says standing up. Reba just looks at him.

"What?" Reba asks.

"What would you say to us getting back together Reba?" Brock asks.

"I would say-"

To Be Continued...