Chapter Three

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Chapter 3: Will the real Brock Hart please stand up?

Time: Summer-Fall 2008

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Reba and Barbra Jean look over the lab results. Jake uses the results to justify his belief in the Brock Hart that he's known for the last eight years.

"The DNA are the same?" Barbra Jean inquired.

"What does it mean?" Reba asked in disbelief.

"It means that there are two Brock Harts." Jack Morgan interjected.

"Two Brock Harts?" Reba asked.

"There's only one Brock Hart…" Brock began.

He was cut off by the other Brock. "And you're lookin' at him."

Mike answered the family's questions about the testing process. He was as astounded as anyone at these results. "There's no question. These two men share the same DNA."

"What if someone intentionally tampered with the results?" Barbra Jean asked. She was determined to clear her husband once and for all.

Just then, Kyra came walking through the front door. "Hey, guys. What's goin' on here?" She walked into the room and stopped when she saw Brock. She looked into his eyes. Brock looked at his daughter with love shining in his eyes. It had been so long and his little Kyra had grown up from the eleven year old that he remembered to the nineteen year old young woman right in front of his eyes. Kyra was stunned to see both men in the room. "Mom, what's goin' on?" Kyra appeared genuinely frightened by this situation. She was still in shock from encountering this man at the restaurant. "What is he doin' here? Who is he?" Kyra asked, pointing to Brock.

"Sweetheart, we need to talk," Reba began.

"Don't worry, honey. He's no one," the other Brock responded.

"Dad, come on…" Cheyenne began.

The other Brock was becoming really angry. "Now you call me Dad!"

"This is really confusing. Everything is up in the air now. All we know is that this is the man that Maggie has been talkin' about," Cheyenne explained to Kyra.

"He really does look just like Dad," Kyra commented.

Brock reaches out to Kyra. "Oh, Kyra."

The other Brock takes a step forward. He is angry that Brock is approaching and confusing his family. "Come on, Brock. Just stop right there." Reba pulled the other Brock back from approaching Brock in anger.

"You've grown up so much, Kyra. When I disappeared, you were just a little tomboy playin' the clarinet. You're so beautiful. Look at you now. You're a woman," Brock said to Kyra. "Nice job, Red," he said to Reba.

"Who are you really?" Kyra asked.

"I'm your father, Kyra," Brock answered gently.

"Hey, back off! These are my kids. She's not your daughter," the other Brock raged.

Reba put her hand on the other Brock's shoulder. "Listen to me, Brock. You've got to control that temper of yours. For me. For the kids. Please!"

"Give it a rest!" Jack warned the other Brock.

Brock continued to move towards Kyra. "I know that this is confusing for you, but I really am your father. I remember bringin' you home from the hospital after the hurricane hit. Powerful stuff, you arrivin' in the middle of a hurricane. You are my child. Cheyenne, Jake, Maggie, and you are all my children."

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