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Summary- Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez were married for four years before she left him. They got married when they were eighteen years old (they meet the same way they did the in the movies and everything that happened in the first two happened in this story). Gabriella not only left behind Troy but their two year old daughter as well. She left behind Albuquerque and all the people there to go to LA. There she became a writer publishing a best seller by the time she was twenty six. But now six years after she left him Troy has received a call saying she was attacked. She now has amnesia and remembers nothing of her life including marrying or divorcing Troy. Troy brings her home but what happens is the question!
Chapter 1
He didn't understand why out of all the people in the world they had to call him. Troy Bolton hadn't spoken to Gabriella in six years, which was why he was surprised when he received a call from a hospital in LA telling him that he was the only one listed in her emergency contacts that they had on file. He didn't want to go, which was mean he knew but why in the world would he want to see her? She had left him. The only reason he was with her was because his mother had forced him to. His mother had always loved Gabriella, even after everything she had done. Now, he was walking through a hospital he had never been to, looking for a woman he didn't want to see.
"Hello," he said to a nurse at a desk.
"How may I help you?" she asked.
"I'm looking for Gabriella…ummm Montez," he said.
"Montez," the nurse said and he nodded his head. She turned to her computer and typed in something.
"Montez…yep she is in room 303 but are you Troy Bolton?" she asked.
"Yes," he replied.
"The doctor actually wants to speak to you about her condition. I will buzz her down right now," the nurse informed her.
"Okay, thank you," he said.
"No problem, Dr. Manton will be right down. You can just sit right there and wait," she said, pointing to a row of chairs. He went and sat down, his head racing. Minutes seemed to stretch into hours as he waited. Finally, the doctor arrived.
"Mr. Bolton?" she said.
"That's me," he said, standing up. She offered her hand and he shook it.
"Now, I realize that you and Ms. Montez are divorced but you were the only one listed in her emergency contacts. I realize how awkward and time consuming this must be for you but you will be glad to know that we have managed to call her work and they are sending her assistant," she told him.
"So I can leave?" he said, hopefully.
"Well, we might want to wait a little while for that. If her assistant can't be responsible for her, someone has to," the doctor told him and his jaw dropped.
"Umm…divorced not married. I haven't talked to her in six years," he said.
"Which she doesn't remember," the doctor said.
"What do you mean?" he asked, confused now.
"Gabriella Montez has no memory of who she is right now," Dr. Manton told him.
"You have got to be kidding me?" he exclaimed.
"I can assure you that I am not. Three days ago, someone broke into her home while she was there. When she discovered the burglar, she barely had enough time to call the police from the looks of it when the person attacked her. She suffered serious trauma to her brain. Right now we are unsure of whether her memory will return but the best thing to do is surround her with people who could help her remember who she is," she said.
"Well then you better find someone who can tell you because I can't," he said.
"Mr. Bolton, I realize what a delicate situation this must be for you but right now Ms. Montez is suffering from severe retrograde amnesia. She can't remember a thing about who she was," the doctor explained.
"Excuse me, are you Dr. Manton," a petite blonde woman asked.
"Yes, I am," she answered.
"I'm Allison Michaels, Gabriella's Montez's assistant," the woman said, offering her hand. The doctor shook it briskly and Troy sighed in relief.
"Great, her assistant is here so I can leave," Troy said.
"Ms. Michaels, this is Troy Bolton, Gabriella's ex husband," the doctor said.
"Gabriella was married! No way," Allison exclaimed, shocked.
"You didn't know that your employer was married?" Dr. Manton said, her face tensed with disbelief.
"Well, to be truthful, the publishing company she works for hired me. We aren't really close. I'm just supposed to make sure she is writing…which she isn't. She is supposed to turn in a book in two months and she has nothing," Allison stated.
"In Ms. Montez's conditions, she will need some help. It would be best if she didn't live alone. Ms. Michaels would you be able to watch her," the doctor asked.
"Sorry but she doesn't live in LA. She lives outside of LA…like three hours away from me," Allison said.
"Well, don't look at me, I live in New Mexico," Troy said.
"You could always take her home with you," Allison pointed out.
"I have a job too you know and a kid I have to take care of," Troy said.
"Ms. Montez did live in New Mexico for a large part of her life. Maybe it would help her to be around that area," the doctor.
"Listen, I cannot, I repeat cannot take her home with me!" he said, angrily.
"Maybe you would two would like to see her before you make any decisions. Who knows? Maybe simply seeing someone will trigger her memory," the doctor said.
She led them to a room and knocked on it before entering. Troy and Allison followed her in, hesitantly. Troy wanted to turn around and run but curiosity kept him there. She hadn't changed much. That was his first thought when he saw her. She had the same long dark brown almost black curls that he brushed everyday. His daughter's curls. She had the same huge brown eyes. Eyes that were the same large size as his daughter, only hers were the same color as his blue eyes. She was frowning as they entered the room. Her face scrunched in concentration. A look he had looked at for the past six years with pain. It was the same look he saw on his daughter's face when she was doing something that required a large amount of concentration. His daughter was an almost exact replica of the woman in the bed in front of him…their daughter was a replica of her.
"Hello Gabriella. I brought you two visitors. This is Troy Bolton and Allison Michaels," Dr. Manton said.
"Hello," Gabriella said, unsure. She had a confused and upset look on her face.
"Hello Ms. Montez. I'm your assistant," Allison said.
"I have an assistant?" Gabriella mumbled.
"Yes. I work for Bennet Publishing. You write books for the company," Allison explained.
"Oh…umm…if you don't mind me asking, how many books have I written," Gabriella said.
"Well…one that we published last year but you are supposed to be working on one now. You wouldn't happen to know if you are anywhere close to done," Allison asked her.
"Sorry, I can't remember," Gabriella said. She looked helpless and Troy couldn't help but feel slightly bad for her.
"Oh well, that's okay," Allison said, unconvincingly. Gabriella looked at Troy and he felt his heart speed up. It was irritating really that she could still do that to him. He should be repulsed by the very sight of her. He shouldn't want to look at her, let alone want to kiss her senselessly and make her remember everything she had left behind. No, he should want to walk away and never come back.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember you either," she said to him.
"Don't worry about it. I'm an old friend. I knew you back in high school and in college," he tried to explain, purposely leaving out the fact that they had been married for four years and now had an eight year old daughter.
"Oh," she said. He sighed. He was being roped in. He knew it. He could feel it. He was going to give in once again.
"I was just explaining to Mr. Bolton and Ms. Michaels your condition. We were discussing where and who you could stay with," Dr. Manton told Gabriella. Troy saw Allison wince and he rolled his eyes. The girl obviously was not interested in taking care of Gabriella.
"I don't want to be a bother to anyone," Gabriella said softly, noticing Allison's wince. Troy sighed and mentally decided to scold his mother for sending him down here.
He was making a mistake letting her get to him. He was letting everything he had done to get over her go. Troy was giving in once again to the girl he had fallen in love with when he was sixteen years old.
(A/N-Hope you liked it!! As you can guess, he is going to bring her home. Please review!!)