A/N: Here we go again! Sorry it has taken me so long to get back into the loop. Summer started to get crazy. But I've gotten my desk cleared off again and my mind is ready to commit to the story. So, anyway, I hope you all enjoy. As always, please let me know what you think!

This is a sequel to my story "Never Saw This Coming". Check that out before you read this so that things will make sense!

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Moving Day

"Don't worry, Pay. I've got this."

Troy sighed heavily as he hauled a huge box out of the back of his truck that had Sharpay's flawless handwriting on it, telling him it belonged in the living room. He climbed up the steps to the new townhouse that he and his fiancé were moving into together.

"'Kay! Thanks, baby."

Troy rolled his eyes, but smiled a bit. He didn't really expect her to help with the heavy lifting, but he was starting to get tired and he wanted to get his truck emptied before the forecasted snow started to fall.

The New Year had just begun and it was a week before the new semester started. After the events of the past four months, Troy was all too happy to leave behind the dorm room he shared with his now-ex best friend, Chad Danforth. After Troy found out that his girlfriend, Gabriella Montez, was cheating on him with his roommate, he couldn't see himself living with the young man any longer. It worked out well for Troy that while this was happening, he found himself falling in love with the girl he least expected—Sharpay Evans. After a vacation in Colorado, Troy and Sharpay returned to Albuquerque engaged and ready to move in with each other. The University of Albuquerque, where both were college freshmen, offered nice, two-bedroom townhomes that Sharpay found to be "just perfect" for them, as she put it.

Troy gently dropped the box onto the floor and turned around, calling out for his love.

"Pay??"

"In the kitchen," she called back to him. He crossed the living room and entryway in a few short strides and found himself at the entrance to the kitchen. He smiled at the sight in front of him.

Sharpay was standing on her tiptoes, reaching as she tried to put some glass Tupperware into a cabinet that was just out of her reach. Even in her high heels, she had difficulty getting the container onto the shelf. Troy seized the opportunity to let his eyes roam over his fiancé's body, finding that she didn't look like she had been moving things into their new home all day. Every hair was still in place on her head and her clothes were just as perfect as they were when she put them on that morning. He smiled softly and walked up behind her quietly. He gently took the container and stretched the few extra inches it took to place it onto the shelf. She turned around and smiled up at him as he finished. She was still a few inches shorter than him in her heels. He looked down at her and saw the adoring face she always had when she looked back up at him.

She reached up and closed the distance between them as their lips met gently. His hands found her hips and he held them as they kissed softly against the kitchen counter. Her hands snaked up his chest to bury themselves in the hair at the nape of his neck. He moaned against her mouth and she opened it, her tongue meeting his. He lifted her up easily and placed her onto the counter, his hands moving to her back to rub it softly.

She regretfully ended the kiss as she pulled away to speak to him. "Is everything all unpacked?"

He groaned and buried his face in her neck as he shook his head. "No…"

She laughed and placed her hands against his chest, pushing gently. "Come on, Hoops. We've gotta get everything into the house tonight."

He nodded and helped her off of the counter. "Yeah, well, this would go a lot faster if you would help me get stuff from the truck!"

She stuck her tongue out at him and he winked back before going back out to the truck.

Three hours later, they had emptied both the back of his truck and the U-Haul truck of their contents. While Troy worked to get as much furniture as he could by himself in place, Sharpay worked to empty the boxes he had brought in. When he finished, they worked together to get as much unpacked as they could. There were still a few boxes littering their downstairs, but they would have to wait until the next day as it was getting late and the couple was starting to get very hungry.

Before long, Troy and Sharpay were cuddled close on their new couch, the remnants of delivered pizza sitting on their coffee table. They sat watching a DVD, unable to have any cable TV until it could be installed the next day. Sharpay yawned for what Troy counted as the tenth time in only five minutes. He reached over to get the remotes and he turned the TV and DVD player off.

"Hey," she whined sleepily. "I was still watching that." She frowned, but her eyes were closed and she really wasn't putting up much of a fight. Troy chuckled and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her like a bride up the stairs to their bedroom. He was grateful to have the king sized bed that used to be her bed at home. He set her down gently and turned to go back down stairs, having forgotten his cell phone in the living room, but he was stopped by a tug on his shirt.

Sharpay's eyes were closed, but she was smiling as she tugged again. "Come on, Hoops. It's bedtime."

He smiled and pulled his shirt up over his head, throwing it to the side. He crawled into bed beside her and pulled her close. It was long before they were both naked and enjoying each other. Sharpay was on top of Troy, moving slowly. She looked down at him, their eyes locked as they fucked. He held onto her hips, rubbing them sensually, his lower lip tugged between his teeth as he tried to hold back his orgasm. She began to rock faster and soon he felt her walls closing around him. He closed his eyes tightly and released into her. Mere moments later, she reached her climax and collapsed onto his chest.

He held her close and kissed her hair softly, taking in the sweet scent of strawberry that never grew old to him. He turned onto his side and their bodies spooned together nicely. He smiled at that and opened his eyes slowly. He could see that the snow was definitely falling now. He hoped that they might get snowed in. Now that they were all moved in and alone, it would be nice to have a good excuse to stay at home. They could build snowmen and have a snowball fight. He chuckled softly and looked down at Sharpay, imagining her covered in snow after their snow fight. He found her sleeping softly and the look of it was all too alluring. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, he woke up to an empty bed, but he could smell something cooking in the kitchen. He smiled and crawled out of bed, walking over to a box and opening it up, looking for his clothes. He went through four boxes of Sharpay's things before he found the one he was looking for. He pulled on his pajama pants and made his way down the stairs towards the sounds and smells in the kitchen. He turned the corner once he reached the bottom of the stairs and found quite a sight.

His fiancé was wearing a t-shirt of his and her underwear only, swaying and singing softly beside the stove. He went to her and placed a soft kiss on her neck.

"Hey, you," he murmured into her hair. She turned to kiss his head softly, still singing.

He smiled and kissed her lips quickly before going into the living room to find his previously abandoned phone. The red light at the top was flashing, indicating missed messages. He flipped it open to find that he had ten missed alerts. He furrowed his brow and scrolled through his phone quickly, worried that something could be wrong with his parents and they had been trying to get a hold of him. He was more than surprised to find that all of the missed alerts were from Gabriella. He hadn't spoken to her since November and she had stopped trying to call him when she must've realized that he wouldn't answer her phone calls.

He saw that she tried to call eight times and left a message twice. He thought about just deleting them without listening to them, but he talked himself out of it. It didn't matter what she had to say at this point, so why not listen? He plopped onto the couch and called his voicemail. The automated voice on the other end told them that he had two missed messages. The first was from the night before at 10:49 PM. Gabriella's voice filled his ear as she spoke.

"H-Hey, Troy. It's Gaby. Listen, I know you don't want to talk to me. I know you probably hate me." He heard a sniffle and furrowed his brow—was she crying? "But, I need to talk to you. It's really important. Could you just call me back? Please? Thanks…"

The message ended and he erased it, waiting for the next one to start. The automated voice told him that the second message was received at 1:06 AM that morning. Troy frowned, unsure why she would be calling him that late.

"Hey, Troy, it's me again. I don't think you're gonna call me back, so I just have to tell you now and hope you'll call me back sometime soon. Troy, I-…I'm…sorry…I'm…"

Sharpay walked into the living room to find Troy staring at his phone in his hand as it rested gently on his lap. She looked at his face and found it eerily pale. She went to his side quickly, putting her hand gently on his back.

"Troy, baby? What is it? What's wrong?"

He just shook his head, still staring at his lap.

"What is it, Troy? You're scaring me."

He looked up at her and swallowed hard. His voice broke as he spoke.

"Gabriella's pregnant."

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