A/N: Fake, fake, fake. I do not own Reba or her show or anything related to it or the WB. This is all made up in my silly little mind. Oh, and one more thing... in my story, Kyra still lives at home. Enjoy!

Chapter One- What's Wrong Mom?

"Morning!" Cheyenne greeted everyone when she walked into the kitchen. Her little brother, Jake was eating his cereal, her husband Van was feeding their daughter, Elizabeth little bits of his Pop-Tart, her sister Kyra was putting homework into her backpack and her mom, Reba was quietly sipping her coffee.

"Morning, Cheyenne." Van said, popping another piece of Pop-Tart into Elizabeth's mouth.

"Mom, I'm need you to pick up Elizabeth from day care today. Van has to go back to Denver and I have a late class."

Reba nodded but didn't say a word. Cheyenne eyed her carefully as she slowly took another sip of coffee. She knew something was bothering her mom, she was usually very cheerful in the morning and always greeted them with a smile. But not today. Today she sat at the kitchen table, staring at her mug.

"Are you okay, Mom?"

"Yep." Reba answered and stood up and walked over to the sink. She finished the last of her tea, gently placed the mug in the sink and left the room.

"That was weird," Cheyenne started. "Van, do you know what's wrong?"

Van shook his head. "She hasn't said much this morning. She probably just isn't feeling well."

"Yeah, maybe." Cheyenne agreed, but she was still a little worried.

"Ok, I have to go." Van stood up and kissed his wife and daughter goodbye before leaving the room.

"Hey Jakey, has Mom said anything to you this morning?" Cheyenne asked.

"Nope." Jake answered and got up from the table to grab his backpack and follow Kyra out to catch the bus.

Cheyenne got up from the table and poured herself some coffee. She still had a little bit of time left before she had to be at her classes so she decided to give Elizabeth some cereal to keep her occupied while she ate her own breakfast.

"All done!" Elizabeth squeeled when she was done her cereal and dropped her spoon into the bowl. Cheyenne finished her own breakfast, then grabbed the dishes and put them into the sink.

"Ready to go to daycare?"

Elizabeth happily smiled and Cheyenne lifted her out of her highchair to head upstairs to get ready for their busy day. As she was walking to her bedroom, Cheyenne could hear some sniffling coming from her mother's room. She set Elizabeth down in her bedroom to play, then knocked on her mother's door.

"Mom, can I come in?"

There was complete silence at first, followed by another sniffle, then the opening of the door. Reba stood there, leaning on the door with tears brimming in her bright blue eyes. Cheyenne was really concerned now that she saw her mother so sad.

"What's the matter?"She asked.

Reba tried to speak, but could barely get the words out. Instead, she grabbed her daughters hand and squeezed it, looking for some sort of comfort.

Just then Elizabeth came out of the bedroom and Cheyenne picked her up and immediately handed her over to her Mom. She knew that just by holding Elizabeth that the little girl would make her Mom feel a little better. Just like she always did.

Elizabeth could sense how tense her Grandma was and leaned in to give her a hug. Reba tightnened the grip a little and let a few tears fall onto her cheeks. Cheyenne rubbed her mothers back, then wrapped her arms around the both of them. She desperately wanted to know what the problem was, because it was obviously large, but right now she knew her Mom just needed the comfort.

"You two should get going." Reba finally broke the embrace, setting Elizabeth down and dabbing at her eyes with a kleenex.

"Elizabeth, why don't you go pick out what you want to wear today, while I talk to Grandma for a minute."

"Ok." The little one agreed and toddled back into the bedroom.

Cheyenne turned back to her mother, who was visibly shaken at the sight of her daughter interacting with her own daughter.

"Mom?"

"I'll be okay, Cheyenne. Go, take your daughter to school before you're late for your own classes."

Cheyenne wrapped her arms around her mother for one last hug. "We'll talk later." She demanded, then disappeared into her room to get Elizabeth ready for the day.

"Here Elizabeth, put your socks and shoes on so we can go to school!"

The little girl hesitated for a moment before leaving her toy in the middle of the room. Cheyenne sat her up on the bed and put her shoes and socks on.

"Ok, now let's go say goodbye to Grandma."

Reba was still leaning on the door when Cheyenne and Elizabeth came back out. "Are you sure you're okay, Mom?" Cheyenne asked again before heading downstairs.

"Yeah. Go on about your day, I'll be fine."

"Ok." Cheyenne finally agreed, then grabbed Elizabeth and left for the day.