Gabriella moved her body to the music as they filmed, she popped and locked on cue, smiled, winked, everything she could to convince herself she was good enough. Gabriella let out a breath as the scene cut and people drifted off in different ways. She hadn't wanted to admit it, but that comment from earlier hurt. It stung like he had slapped her across the face. Gabriella brought the water bottle to her lips and took a swig.

"You look better out there." Troy said walking over with a sweater and doughnut.

"You mean my sex appeal is radiating off the screen," she said as she took the sweater from him.

"Look about earlier, I'm not going to say I didn't mean it-"

"Oh gee you're a real prince." Gabriella cut him off and took the doughnut.

"I'm just going to say you needed to hear it and I hope we can put it behind us." He said watching as her lips wrapped around the sugar treat.

"I hate you." Gabriella said snuggling into the sweater and pulling the bitten doughnut away from her lips.

"Whatever." Troy walked around her and left her in the middle of the street. Gabriella heard a buzzing noise and felt her pockets looking for the source until she found her phone.

"Hello?"

"I thought you looked wonderful without the sweater."

Gabriella looked around searching through the crowd.

"Who are you looking for?" the voice on the other end sounded amused and Gabriella bit her lips in excitement.

"I'm looking for you."

There was a chuckle on the line and Gabriella looked around searching for anyone who had a phone.

"I'm not there."

Gabriella smiled and brought the phone closer. "My bodyguard's on to you."

"He's on a leash; he's only going to get so far."

"Aren't you confident?"

"Do you like him more than me?"

His binoculars came down and his eyes wondered over the set as people walked around. He had plans for the bodyguard, if the spiders had done their jobs he'd have been gone and she'd have been alone. He needed her alone, if only for a second. It was time to take this relationship to the next level.

"No," she smiled and looked down at the floor her hair coming to cover her face. "Then again I've never met you. How did you get this number anyway?"

"I have my ways, who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?"

"That's from that movie Ten Things I hate about you?" Gabriella laughed, "Bet you say that to everyone."

"It's Shakespeare, not that I'd expect you to know that, just thought you'd appreciate it," his voice had changed and Gabriella frowned a little.

"It was cute."

"No it wasn't and you hated it."

Gabriella let out a sigh, "Look not that I don't like the flowers and little notes but-"

"Their love letters, quotes from Shakespeare's love stories. You like love stories don't you?"

"Yeah and it's really sweet."

"But not sweet enough or else you wouldn't be all over the muscle guy."

"I'm not all over him."

"You're acting like a whore."

"Alright you know what, I'm not a whore" Gabriella fist clenched around the phone. "You can go to hell." Hitting the end button she shoved it in her pocket and walked towards the crew as they prepared for the next scene. As she walked towards them a loud noise rang though the air followed by scream. Gabriella turned to see a woman nearby fall to the floor.

Troy raced over to the woman and instantly recognized the wound as a gunshot wound. It was a flesh wound but it was deep and she was bleeding fast. "Everyone inside the house! Now!" he shouted and people began to move as he picked up his cell phone and dialed 911. Quickly his eyes darted and through people running to find Gabriella staring at him in fear.

Her phone rang her hands trembled as she lifted it to her ear. Troy was on his feet immediately, his own phone to his ear.

"911 What's the emergency?"

"I have a gunshot victim on 2047 south vine, I need an ambulance." Troy hung up the phone and yanked the cell from Gabriella hands.

"Who is this?"

"Sergeant Bolton, temper, temper. Tell me how did you like my roses?"

"How did you get this number?"

"Funny thing about real passion is that it always finds away, remember you can't stop love."

"She doesn't love you." Troy listened hard on the phone as the man on the other end sounded like he was running towards something. Next thing he heard was a car door close. "If you come clean now I'll forget about the roses." The engine started and Troy looked up through the area looking for the car.

"I wouldn't expect an army man like yourself to know anything about passion, but she's mine and I'd expect you to respect our relationship."

"I'll respect it, when you have one." Troy noticed head lights in a nearby hill in the bushes.

"It was a pleasure hearing your voice Sergeant but I do have to go, forgive me." Troy heard a sigh and then the man spoke again. "And do send my apologies to the lady, it's merely a flesh wound as I'm sure you noticed."

The line went dead and Troy snapped the phone shut. His eyes looked down at Gabriella who was staring at the girl on the street. "Apply pressure to the wound it'll slow the bleeding until the ambulance come."

Gabriella jerked back into the real world and nodded. Troy turned towards the sight of the headlights fading away and slammed the phone into the street. Marking his position, he was going up there later on to search for anything that might lead him to this Romeo person.

Gabriella took off her sweater and wrapped it around the wound and held it tight as she tried to talk to the girl. It was one of the sound workers and she didn't know her name. "How are you feeling."

"Like I just got shot," the girl closed her eyes tightly and winced as Gabriella applied pressure. "Just when you think your life sucks something happens and you realize it blows."

Gabriella frowned and she let out a sigh as she continued to hold the sound of sirens in the distance. "What's your name?"

"Ashley." The girl winced again and looked around at the clear street. "I should have taken the job at Warner Brothers."

Gabriella smiled lifted a little and she leaned in a bit closer to the girl. "Why didn't you?"

"When Gabriella Montez hires you, it's a like a blessing."

Gabriella bit her lip and looked back over at Troy who was motioning his arms for the police. Gabriella closed her eyes as she recalled the words on the phone before Troy had taken it from her.

"See what you make me do when you reject me?"

Ashley being hurt was her fault.