A/N

This is the sequel to "Anything is possible". If you haven't read that, I would advise you read that before reading this as lots of things won't make sense otherwise.

Thanks for reading!

Chapter 1 begins 2 years after Anything is possible left off

I'll fill you in on what's happened!!

Gabriella and Troy had a baby boy called Alfie

Kelsi gave birth to twins, Kiera and Josh

Kelsi divorced Jason

Ryan divorced Karen

Ryan bought a house in Albuquerque

Ryan and Kelsi are together, and live together with her 2 year old twins (they know Ryan as 'Daddy')

Sharpay and Zeke have a new baby daughter called Caitlyn.

(Just a few things!!!! )

Kids ages

Alfie, Kiera and Josh are all 2

Bella, Frankie and Daisy are 8

Reuben is 13

Hannah is 16

Chapter 1

At last

Life had been good for the Bolton's. Bella was now totally contented around both her parents and has adjusted to life with a baby brother with ease. Her toy bunny lay forgotten in her memory box, tucked safely under her bed.

Alfie, her baby brother, made her feel more a part of the Bolton family than she ever thought possible, like she always been there, like she belonged.

it was just the way Alfie was. Bella had always been his sister, just as Gabriella and Troy had always been his parents. He knew nothing of the horrors that lay in Bella's past, and that was exactly how she liked it. To him, she was just his Big sister, someone he looked up to and wanted to play with. She was as much Gabriella and Troy's daughter as he was their son. For a 2 year old, he was pretty special, and Bella couldn't be happier.

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"Home at last" an 8 year old Bella said exhaustedly, collapsing onto the couch. The family had just got back from a three week vacation in Australia and all were very tired.

Troy hauled their luggage into the hallway, Gabriella following Bella into the living room, a 2 year old Alfie in her arms. She flicked the light switch, a warm glow filling the spotless room. She always made sure the house was clean and tidy before they went away; she hated coming back to a messy house.

"Momma, me no feel good" he said, resting his head on her shoulder as he rubbed his eyes. She felt his forehead gently with the back of her hand.

"Mommy's gonna get you a face cloth ok baby?" she said, kissing his cheek before carrying him upstairs.

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"Is he okay?" Troy asked as Gabriella came downstairs 15 minutes later. Bella was half asleep on the couch, trying to keep her eyes open as she caught up with a missed episode of her favourite program.

Gabriella sat down next to her, Bella snuggling close to her, resting her head on her Mom's lap. Gabriella stroked her hair instinctively, turning her attention to Troy.

"He's asleep. He's got a slight fever but I think it's just all the travelling. His poor body probably can't make sense of all the time changes". She yawned, resting her head against Troy and closing her eyes.

"I'll call Taylor tomorrow if he's still sick". She yawned widely, trying to get comfy on Troy.

"Let's go to bed" he said wearily, kissing Gabby gently.

"Bed time angel" Gabriella said to Bella, rubbing her cheek gently. Bella rubbed her eyes as she got off the couch and held her hand out to her Mom.

"Can you take me up mommy?". She pulled Gabriella off the couch and out of the room. When she was tired, Bella usually got clingy to her parents.

"You go get your pyjamas on sweetie; Mommy's just going to check on Alfie okay".

As Bella headed into her bedroom, she heard a scream come from Alfie's room.

"Mommy? What's wrong?" Bella called, rushing to the room. She stopped in the doorway when she saw Gabriella crouching down by Alfie's bed, crying. Her eyes were wide as she surveyed the room, the dull lighting making it hard to see.

"What, what's wrong?" Troy panted, slightly out of breath from racing up the stairs as he appeared behind Bella in the doorway. He grabbed the door frame, bending over slightly as he caught his breath.

"Troy, call 911" Gabriella sobbed, taking Alfie's hand.

"It's Alfie, he's…" sobs overcame her but she managed to hold it together long enough to tell him what was wrong.

"He's not breathing".