A/N: Hey everyone! I know I'm supposed to be working on "Connor, Bailee, and Gabriella", but I couldn't help myself. I thought of this story in English class about a week ago after I finished the classwork. I hope you all like it! After this, I promise I will work on "C, B, and G". Remember to review!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I still don't own anything. Maybe I'll save my money so I can get something of my own. Hmm...

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One Wish Granted

It was the middle of the night when I woke up. 2:14 in the morning, to be exact. I woke up with this sudden urge to puke my guts out. I sat up straight and slapped a hand over my mouth. I ran to the bathroom as quick as I could, most likely waking my husband in the process.

Seconds after I entered the bathroom, Troy knocked on the door. "You okay Gabs?"

Instead of answering, I puked again. I could hear him slowly open the door, but I didn't look.

He knelt down beside me and held my hair up. I finished throwing up and started cleaning my mouth. After that, he asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know," I shrugged as we stepped back into our bedroom. "I just had to throw up all of a sudden."

We sat back on our bed and talked for a while with Troy rubbing my back.

He fell asleep at 2:45 and I continued to lay there until I eventually fell into another deep sleep.

The next time I woke up, it was 12:15. I rolled over to face Troy's side of the bed to find it empty. As I got up from my side, a yawn escaped my mouth and I stretched.

I slowly walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Troy was sitting at the table, buried in the newspaper.

"Troy?" I asked as I made as I made my way over to him.

"The one and only," he answered, setting down the paper. "Good morning, Mrs. Bolton. Or should I say afternoon?" he laughed.

I playfully hit him on the shoulder and replied, "Morning, Mr. Bolton." He gave me a good morning kiss.

I sat down as he went over to the refrigerator. "What do you want for lunch, honey?" I looked over to him and said, "I feel like having a zucchini and peanut butter sandwich."

Troy glanced back at me with a confused face. "A what? I thought you hated zucchini."

"I don't know. It sounds so good. Please?" I gave him my puppy dog eyes.

"Alright, alright. I'll make it," Troy said.

I thanked him and picked up the portable phone that was sitting on the table. I called Taylor while Troy made my sandwich. It rang three times before she answered.

(Gabriella…Taylor)

"Hello?"

"Hey Tay! How are you?"

"Fine, I guess. I thought you were gloomy and sick."

"Why would that be? I feel great!"

On the other side of the room Troy called, "Gabs, your zucchini and peanut butter sandwich is ready!" I smiled at him and gave him a kiss as he set the plate in front of me.

"A zucchini and peanut butter sandwich? Don't you hate zucchini?"

Obviously she was confused.

"Troy already said that. And, once again, I don't know. I just feel like having it."

There was a long pause and all I could hear was the clanking of dishes as Troy cleaned up.

Finally, Taylor spoke. "Girl, meet me in about twenty minutes at the pharmacy. I gotta go, but I'll see you then, okay?"

"Alright. Twenty minutes, got it. Bye!" I hung up the phone and ate my sandwich.

As I ate, Troy was watching me weirdly. "What?" I asked.

"How can you eat that?" Troy wondered. I just shrugged and finished up.

After about fifteen minutes, I was ready to go. I kissed Troy good-bye and walked down the street to the pharmacy.

I was early, as usual, so I walked around the big store.

After a while, my phone started beeping. I took it out of my purse and read the text message that was sent to me. It was from Taylor and she said she was here. I met her in the front of the store as she wanted.

"So why did we need to meet here?" I asked as I followed her down an isle.

Taylor kept silent and stopped. I stopped also and looked at the shelves. We were right in front of the pregnancy tests. My jaw dropped as I looked at Taylor, who was grabbing some from the shelf.

"Taylor, do you need to tell me something?"

Taylor burst into laughter and shook her head. "No, I already have a three year old running around the house. And Chad isn't much help with that. It's you that needs these, Gabi."

I stood there thinking about it with wide eyes. "I'm not pregnant," I said with a hint of uncertainty in my voice.

"Then explain to me why you've been getting sick lately, having mood swings, and crazy food cravings for the past few days," Taylor retorted.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came. I was stumped. Taylor smiled in success and started towards the checkout counter. I slumped my shoulders and sighed, following her. She bought my necessities and I thanked her as we arrived at her car.

She drove us back to her and Chad's home. I entered the house to a laughing Blake Danforth being chased by his father. After a few seconds, Chad stopped chasing his son and gave Taylor a kiss. Next, he turned my way and engulfed me in a bear hug, which was continued by Blake.

"Hi Aunt Gabi!" he screamed. I laughed and greeted him.

Taylor then led me down the main hall and into the master bedroom she and Chad shared. She took the tests out of the bag they were in and handed them to me. "I'll be waiting out here," Taylor said as she shoved me into the master bathroom that connected to the bedroom.

I sighed as I reluctantly did as I was supposed to. I took a while because I had to wait for the results. Once I did get out, I was bombarded with questions from Taylor.

"What's the result? Is it good? Bad?"

I laughed at her excitement. "Slow down."

Taylor calmed herself down and awaited my answer eagerly. I bit my lip and whispered, "Positive."

Apparently she could hear me because she squealed so loud, Chad came rushing in with Blake slung over his shoulder. They were both in basketball outfits since they were in the backyard playing. "What happened?" Chad asked, out of breath.

I smiled and pointed to my stomach. He grinned, setting Blake down, and asked, "Really?" I nodded and he gave me a hug as Taylor picked her son up.

"How are you gonna tell Troy?" Taylor finally spoke up, besides squealing.

I sighed. I haven't thought of that yet. "I have no idea," I said.

Taylor handed Blake back to Chad so she could talk to me again. Once Chad shut the door, we sat down on her and Chad's bed. "So…" I started.

"Let's figure out how you can tell Troy," Taylor finished.

We thought for a while and shared our ideas until we came up with the perfect plan. I smiled widely at the idea and hugged Taylor, saying, "Thank you so much for all your help! I can't believe I didn't think about that!" She laughed and said it was no problem.

We left after Chad and Blake's one-on-one basketball game. Taylor and I were needed for fans. Taylor was Chad's fan and I was Blake's fan.

Taylor gave me a ride home since I didn't have my car. I thanked Taylor for the ride once we got there. I got out of the car and walked into my house.

"Troy! I'm home!" I walked all over our house searching for him. Finally he yelled out that he was in our room. "The one place I didn't look," I muttered as I walked into the bedroom.

"Hey babe," he greeted.

"Hey," I answered before giving him a kiss. "I need to talk to you about something."

"What do you need to talk about?" he asked.

I led him into the living room and we sat on the couch. I took a deep breath before starting. "Do you remember when we went to Disney World a couple years ago for your cousin's birthday?" He nodded so I continued. "And while we were there, we went to that genie?" He nodded again, his face full of confusion. "Remember how we thought up three wishes together that night? Well," I paused as he nodded once more. "Let's just say that there was one wish granted."

"Which one?" he asked, starting to get the picture.

I smiled and pointed to my stomach. His face went from total confusion to pure excitement within seconds. "You mean…?" he smiled as I nodded.

"Yes, Troy, I'm pregnant."

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A/N: Well, just so you all know, I was planning on this being a oneshot only. But, if you want I could continue it. I probably won't update that much, though, because of the other story. Just vote on whether I should continue or not in a review. I have to get a lot of reviews to make my decision. So any of you readers that just read the story and don't review, if you want me to continue and I don't because there's not enough reviews, remember that you could've changed my mind.