As soon as they were in the room. Troy pulled her close to him and kissed her lips chastly. Gabriella smiled between the kiss letting her arms fall to her side, as Troy's hands were cupping her cheeks kissing her passionately. when they pulled apart, Gabriella brought her hands around his waist, leaning her forhead against hers. "what decision did you make?"

Troy smiled, stroking her hair, "I decided that I am moving to New York..with you."

Gabriella's eyes went wide, "But your life and family...is here in Italy."

He smiled, "Your my life now..I want to be with you." he kissed her passionately. Gabriella pulled away, "I want to move to Florida with you."

Troy smiled, "I'll go anywhere with you." He kissed her again, this time sending them on the bed slowly and gentle as he was ontop of her.

Her hands ran through his hair, his hands rested on her hips as his thumbs went under her shirt and slowly lifted it up above her head. She giggled, "That tickles..." he chuckled, "your ticklish la mia bella Gabriella (my beautiful Gabriella)."

Gabriella giggled, turning over so she was straddling him, he looked at her, "Can I show you what us American girls do?"

Troy smirked, "by all means...amuse me." Gabriella smirked, slipping her hands up his shirt, slipping it off over his head, as she kissed him with a frenzy; soon she trailed hot kisses down his happy trail to the brim of his pants. She frowned, "pants off."

Troy chuckled, "Pantaloni spento? (Pants off?)"

Gabriella nodded, trailing her fingers up to his chin, "you speaking Italian is a huge turn on Mister."

Troy smirked, kissing her lips again. After they were done making love. Troy was ontop of her, resting his chest on her, breathing heavily. "Bella..?" he asked. she looked up at him, "yes Troy?"

He smiled kissng her lips, "I don't ever want to lose you." he whispered into her ear. she looked at him smiling, "Don't worry..you won't..ever." they kissed each other passionately and just layed in eachother's arms.

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"You ready?" Drew nodded, Paulino grinned, "that greaseball is going to get the message...leave my daughter alone, she will marry you Drew." Drew nodded once more. He wasn't packing anything, but he knew Paulino was packing a gun. Drew Roberts didn't see the point in using weapons, even when the moment came for them. When the two left their room and went to stand in front of room 2135, Drew turned to Paulino, "so what are we going to do exactly?"

Paulino smirked, pulling open his jacket, "I'm gonna give Greaseball a message to stay away from her." Drew frowned, again, he saw no point in weapons. Paulino knocked on the door, Gabriella's voice came through the door, "who is it?"

Drew disguised his voice, "room service."

*inside the room*

"Troy did you-" Gabriella began to ask, but Troy shook his head. Gabriella eyed the door suspiciously, she looked back at Troy, "will you answer the door with me?" Troy nodded, grasping her hand firmly. Gabriella's hand twisted the door knob, only to meet the point of a gun that her father was holding, Drew rolled his eyes, "Paulino can't we do this peacefully."

Paulino rolled his eyes, "Greaseball won't get the message that way...this way"- he cocked the gun- "is more effective." Troy stood in front of Gabriella, "I thought you douche's had left Italy. You would've if you were smart-"

"Watch it greasy." Paulino said, Drew sighed, "put the gun down damn it!" he turned to face the couple, "Gabriella comes with me, plain and simple."

Troy shook his head, "over my dead body." Paulino glared, "I can arrange that you son-of-a-bitch."

Troy glared, "do not insult my mother!"

Paulino smirked. Gabriella held onto Troy's arm, "Troy.." Troy held her close to him, "She's staying her with me..." Paulino smirked pointing the gun at them about to shoot. Gabriella's eyes went wide. "Run."

Gabriella grasped Troy's hand running under Paulino's arm and running down the hall. "Son of bitches." He ran after them shooting the gun with drew behind him. Troy held onto Gabriella's hand tighter, looking over his shoulder.

The gun shot again, Gabriella screamed. "Come on we have to take the stairs!" Troy grabbed her hand running down the stairs. Paulino growled, taking him and drew to the elevator, they would cut them off at the bottom. Troy and Gabriella ran in the lobby, and Gabriella stopped him, "Troy.." he kissed her lips, "were gonna be fine..I'm here, and I'm going to protect you."

Gabriella shook her head, "I don't want you to get hurt.. you go...I'll stay here and take care of him, you run and hide."

Troy looked at her, "no, I'm not losing you...he has a gun Bella." Gabriella sniffled, "but I love you...I can't lose you Troy." Troy smiled, kissing her full on her lips, hard and passionately, they didn't notice when Paulino and Drew came running off the elevator. But they did notice when the gun went off and Troy's leg ate a bullet. He swore in Italian, "Troy!" Gabriella yelled, Troy held on to her arm, "It's fine..I'm fine..run." he urged, making them run together, the two chasing after chased again, but when they went down the stairs of the front of the hotel Paulino tripped over some kids boucning ball, his head split open on the pavement.

Drew? He saw Gabriella and Troy running together...and he just lost it; taking the gun from Paulino's cold dead hand, he fired many bullets until he was five feet away. Troy turned rapidly, his leg hurting but he ignored it, "Give up already!" Troy yelled, "Gabriella is with me!"

Drew shook his head, "not in a million years." He pointed the gun at Gabriella. Gabriella gulped. "If I can't have her..no one can, not even a greaseball like you." Troy tried to wrestle the gun from his grip and Drew ended up accidentally shooting himself in the stomach; his body fell on Troy, thus he whispered in Troy's ear as he drew his last breath "I hope you enjoy your time together..." Drew collasped over on the floor.

Gabriella helped Troy up, "Troy..are you ok?" Troy cupped her cheek, kissing her passionately, when they pulled apart, Troy smiled at her, stroking her cheek, "I love you." Gabriella smiled, and looked at him leg, "I think we should get you to the hospital."

Troy looked down at his leg, he began to grow aware of just how much pain he was in that time. His eyes dropped to Drew's body, "think we should call somebody?" Gabriella bit her lip, she looked at Drew's body then at Troy through her lashes, "I'm still human ...so yes, we should call someone."

Troy nodded, pulling out his cellphone, "call an ambulance, then my mom..." Troy limped painfully to a nearby bench that had a cosmetics ad on the back. Gabriella grabbed his cellphone, walking to him and taking his hand; she was too anxious to sit, Troy had to sit-his leg was bleeding.

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At The Hospital, Gabriella and Troy were in the hospital room as he just now got his leg taken care of. Gabriella held his hand, "you feeling ok?" he smiled at her, "so much better." right then his mother walked in, "Gabriella."

Gabriella looked up and smiled, "His fine.. "

Lucille looked at Troy, "Troy.." she whispered. Troy sighed, "Momma."

Lucille looked at him, "Can we talk?" Troy sighed crossing his arms, "I don't think there's that much to talk about."

Lucille sighed, "Troy please." Gabriella bit her bottom lip, holding onto his hand, and whispering, "Troy please..talk to her..I don't want to be the reason for splitting up your family.."

Troy squeezed her hand, "Bella..." Gabriella bit her lip, "Troy please talk with her...or else."

Troy cocked an eyebrow, "or else what?" Gabriella thought on her feet, "or else"-she bent over to whisper in his ear-"no sex. Nada. Nothing. No sex." Troy chuckled, looking at his mother than at the woman he fell deeply in love with, "Fine," he whispered, kissing her cheek, "I'll talk with her."

Gabriella smiled a small smile, "I'll be in the bathroom totally not eavesdropping." Troy chuckled, "ri-ight."

When Gabriella went into the bathroom. Troy sighed, "umm talk mom." she sighed taking a seat, "baby boy..I'm sorry..I'm sorry I pry into your business, and I'm sorry I treated Gabriella this way.. I just.. I don't want to lose you..."

Troy looked at her, "what do you mean lose me?" she sighed, "No mother wants to see her baby boy grow up.. or see another woman take care of her baby boy.. but I have a feeling she loves you, and she's gonna take care of you."

Troy bit his lip, "I love her mom, nothing is gonna change that.."

Lucille smiled, "well why won't you and her stay here and Italy.."

Troy looked at her, "I know this is my home, but I want to start a new life with her...somewhere...new.." Lucille looked at him, "But what about my grandbabies?"

Troy smiled, "Well Stella's still here-"

"Troy Michelangelo Bolton, I meant the ones you'll give me.." Troy sighed, "we'll skype everyday...and write and send pictures, we'll find ways to visit."

Lucille sighed, leaning over and grasping her son's hand, "I'm sorry I slapped you...I just hate it when you yell like that." Troy frowned, "I'm sorry I yelled."

Lucille smiled, "so...you and Gabriella, are you two getting married?" Troy smiled big, "I did ask her..."

"And?"

"she said yes."

Lucille smiled, "you two are going to make such cute babies.."

Troy rolled his eyes, "mom.." she smiled, and Gabriella walked out of the bathroom, "Hey, I was just seeing if you two were done, not that I was evesdropping, and If I was, I just had a feeling you two were done, so are you?" both Boltons laugh, "yes were done Bella." Troy chuckled.

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*4 weeks later*

"I may Pronounce you Mr. And Mrs. Troy and Gabriella Bolton. you may kiss your bride?" Troy pulled his beautiful bride into a passionate kiss, cupping her cheeks, The Whole Bolton Family clapping. they had their wedding on a beautiful day in Italy. They cut the cake together, while Lucille Bolton took pictures. Gabriella smiled at her Husband and kissed his lips, Everything was perfect.