Reba What If

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Reba and Brock get into the car, and Brock slams the door.

"That son of a b-" Brock starts to say.

"BROCK!" Reba hollers glaring at him. Brock just starts the car and they drive off. When they get back to the house Kyra is laying on the couch. Cheyenne is sitting in the arm chair just waiting for Reba and Brock to get back. When they come in the door, Cheyenne jumps up.

"What happened?" Cheyenne asks.

"Well we found the teacher. And your dad took a swing at him." Reba starts saying.

"Way to go Mr. H!" Van hollers standing up out of the chair closest to the door.

"Not the time Van." Cheyenne says putting her hand on his chest.

"Then the principal came out and didn't believe us apparently; and then she called in the student that I talked to into her office, and Jordan said that she heard Mr. Myers say that to Kyra, and still she didn't listen to us. She says that they have to go through the school board to see if they are going to get rid of him or not." Reba says.

"A teacher harrassed my sister and they have to go through the school board. I am going down there right now to make sure they do something to him." Cheyenne says.

"No!" Kyra sits up on the couch, "don't do anything Cheyenne. I can handle this myself."

"Kyra, we are calling our lawyer. Don't worry, we will win this case even if it kills us." Brock says as he picks up the phone. He dials the number, puts it to his ear and waits, "Hello, can I get an appointment with Mr. Billman? It's Brock Hart, I want help with a sexual harrassment case... No, my daughter has been sexually harrassed. I haven't sexually harrassed anybody." Brock says, he looks at Reba and she just nods her head.

"Mom, you shouldn't have to do this. It's my fault, I should take care of it myself." Kyra says. Reba walks over to her and hugs her.

"How can you seriously feel that it's your fault? Kyra, you didn't ask him to do that. You did nothing to make him do that. You shouldn't blame yourself Kyra." Reba says. Brock hangs up the phone.

"I got it. We are going to go see him in the late afternoon tomorrow. Kyra, I told you; we aren't giving up without a fight. That teacher hasn't seen the last of us. I am NOT going to let him hurt my little girl."

"I'm sick of this. Fine, dad he didn't hurt me." Kyra says. Reba jumps up off the couch and looks at her.

"WHAT!" Reba exclaims glaring at her youngest daughter.

"If this isn't going to stop, he didn't hurt me, but if you are going to leave it alone then he did." Kyra says. Brock and Reba just look at Kyra.

"Okay, did he or did he not hurt you Kyra Eleanor Hart?" Reba asks her.

"He did, but I just want it to stop." Kyra says crying.

"Oh Kyra..." Reba hugs Kyra, "maybe we are pressuring her too much. We shouldn't be worrying about this in front of her."

"Look, Reba; what Mr. Myers did was wrong and I think that we should do something about it." Brock says. Just then the phone rings. Cheyenne picks it up.

"Hello?" Cheyenne says, then she pauses, "Mom, it's Mrs. Hodge and the school board." Reba takes the phone from Cheyenne.

"Yes, Mrs. Hodge?" Reba says. She waits for Mrs. Hodge to speak. After about 5 minutes she hangs up the phone.

"What'd she say?" Brock asks her.

"The school board has decided that..."