Hi,

I am so so sorry that i haven't been on. Life has been so hard the last couple of months from accidents to deaths and i couldn't face anyone let alone write a story. You's all probably lost interest with the story and don't want to read it but today is the first time in months i got a chance to sit down and the first thing i thought about was how i sorta abandoned this story. So for anyone who was waiting on this i am so sorry and i promise hopefully not to keep it this late ever again.

I don't own anything except the ideas :)

R&R and leave a message if you like anything or you think i can improve on anything :)

Gabriella walked, well ran, into her house as soon as the car stopped in the driveway, turning back to see if Troy was coming but her heart stopped as she saw her husband's pained expression. How could she let this happen? How could she let down the only man who gave her everything and made her feel so complete. She couldn't bare to see him in pain so she closed the door, silently praying to God that they could get through this and that Troy wouldn't leave her.

She lay down on the bed thinking about the day she told Troy she was pregnant. She smiled as she remembered how scared she was but how silly it was to even think that Troy wouldn't want the baby. Their baby.

Gabriella sat on the sofa holding the stick that would change her and her husbands life forever. She waited patiently until she heard the door click open and that all too familiar voice she knew that still made shivers run down her spine after 8 years together.

"Brie, babe. I'm home." Troy shouted as he sat his briefcase by the door and took off his coat.

"hi," the word got caught in her throat and doubt clouded over her mind. She cleared her throat, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, " Can you come in here please."

She smiled sadly as her husband came rushing into the room with a worried expression. She loved that he was her protector but she dreaded the thought that the day will come when he realises she's not good enough for him and that he could do so much better than her.

"You ok babe?" Troy asked softly, sitting down on the coffee table in front of her and grasping her hands into his.

She looked up at him, her husband, her lover, her protector and whispered so quietly that Troy strained to hear them, " I'm pregnant."

Troy froze at those words, staring at his wife with wide eyes. He kept his gaze on her until he noticed her body heave with sobs and he realised he hadn't said anything. "Your pregnant… God your pregnant," and just like that his face lit up and he had a dazzling smile on his face. In disbelief he stood up and shouted "Brie, I'm gonna be a daddy!"

Gabriella sobbed through her smile and wrapped her arms around Troy and whispered into his ear, " your gonna be a great daddy baby. A perfect one."

Troy grinned and wrapped one of his hands around Gabriella's wait and the other resting on her stomach , "And you are going to be an amazing mother babe. I love you so much Brie." Troy smirked and leaned in and kissed her nose, "and Sharpay said I didn't have super sperm"

Gabriella laughed and hit Troy on the shoulder, "You and your ego Mr Bolton." She grinned.

"You Love it Mrs Bolton," He smirked again, picking up his wife and headed to their bedroom to celebrate the beginning of the new chapter of their lives.

Gabriella lay under the covers now crying for the loss of her baby. She heard the sudden beep of a horn. The crying of her best friends baby and the sharp cry of disbelief from Taylor. She blocked it out and looked lovingly at the pictures on her dresser. The first one being of her and her father at the play park when she was 6. She was laughing as her father pushed her on the swing and the pride and joy on his face masked all the emotion she needed to know about what a child makes you feel. She sniffled a cry and moved on to the picture of her and Troy on their wedding day. They were both laughing and they both had the look of pure bliss on their face, ready to spend the rest of their lives together.

She turned over as it was too much to take in. She wished she could just go back in time and relive this whole day but she can't and now she has to face up to the consequences. She couldn't believe that this happened and the tears wracked over her. She didn't hear the door open and the soft " baby" coming out of her husbands mouth.

She didn't deserve this kind of love. He should be disgusted with her, he should be packing her things and throwing her out of the house. She didn't deserve him. But yet when he came in beside her she felt protected and loved and she didn't want that to end. She knew he could do better but her selfish pride kept him for herself and it was this that made her beg, "please don't leave me."

She felt Troy's hand freeze on her chin and she turned her gaze away from him not wanting him to see the hurt, and inward disgust she had for herself. He stayed frozen for a few minutes and curiosity got the better of her and she carefully lifted her eyes up to her husbands face. It was a mask of pain and sadness. A lonely tear rolled down his cheek. She made him cry, not only did she lose his baby, she made her angel cry. And with that her own tears reappeared. She couldn't deal with this anymore. Everyone important in her lives were leaving her; her dad dying, her mum in Florida and now her, their baby dying.

She felt the gaze of two familiar eyes, and a deep breathe and then he spoke "you think I would leave you?"

"I wouldn't blame you if you did," she mumbled reaching up and wiping the tears from her eyes.

Troy grabbed her wrist with one hand and her waist with his other and manoeuvred them until he was sitting and Gabriella was straddling his lap. He tightened his hold on her when she tried to squirm away. He grabbed her chin and kissed away the tear that flowed down her cheek.

"Brie" he started but she kept squirming and trying to get away from him. "Gabriella, babe, stop it! Shhh, it's ok." And with that she collapsed into his chest, her head burrowing into his neck, soaking it with her tears. Troy rubbed her back and whispered into her ear, letting her know that was there.

Soon her tears turned into sniffles and Troy lifted her head and held it in his two large hands. He wiped away the tears under her eyes and made her look at him. "I love you, you know that right? God I love you more than anything. Remember back to our wedding day and down on the beach I promised you that I will always be there for you, no matter what? Well I meant that sweetheart and that includes the hard times such as this." He reached up and put a strand of her hair behind her ears. "There is no way in hell that I will ever leave you. We will get through this together, like a family because we are one."

"But I should have been able to keep it Troy, it's my fault. I should have been able to see my baby on the ultrasound and hear her tiny little heartbeat. I want you to have that. To have that little girl you wanted. I'm your wife I should be able to do that for you. Don't you understand that?"

"Brie. This is not your fault ok. It is not. These things happen, happen to people all over the world everyday. So you miscarried, I know your hurting babe, God so am I, but we will have a baby some day, I promise you that." Troy leaned his forehead against hers. " these things happen baby but I swear to you it'll get better. It will" He rubbed comforting circles on her back.

"Promise me Troy," she whispered, " Promise me you won't leave."

"I promise sweetheart," he murmured into her hair, "I love you Gabriella Bolton."

"I love you too Wildcat," she whispered and reached up and cupped his cheek, " thank you."

Troy smiled and lay back onto the bed and took his wife with him. She curled up into her place with her head under his chin and their feet tangled together. Their hands intertwined on his chest and his other arm wrapped securely around her waist.

"Troy"

"Yea babe" he answered playing with her curls.

"I thought about calling her Isabelle and she was going to be amazing. She would have your sandy hair and your blue eyes. I would have gave her anything Troy, you know that, right. She could have been anything she wanted to be and we would have been so proud of her, like my daddy was of me."

Troy closed his eyes and traced lines up his wife's arm with his finger, "she would have been a Bolton, of course she would have been amazing. She would have your brain because God help her if she had mine. She would have your politeness and your beautiful voice. Isabelle Bolton, she would have been the best. And in time baby, wait til you see, there will be plenty of little Bolton's all around the place."

Gabriella smiled and looked up at her husband lovingly, "what like little cuties like their daddy?"

Troy grinned and planted a kiss on his wife's head, "Yep, and extremely beautiful like their mummy."

And with that the two fell asleep waiting on what life will bring tomorrow and how no matter what happens, they will always be together, and home.

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