A/N-Hey guys! I had to re-read the chapter because I haven't updated in soo long! But I'm very excited to tell you lots is going to happen in this chapter. Hope you guys like it!

Gabi woke with a start. She sat up and looked around. She was home…it was a dream….it never happened…. She looked at the clock. It was in the middle of the night. Should she call Troy? She should tell someone?

She picked up her cell phone, but stopped. If she told Troy about the nightmare, she'd have to tell him why she had it. She'd have to tell him...the truth. And that's what scared her the most. She sighed, knowing she wouldn't get back to sleep without talking to him. She picked up her phone and dialed his number.

"Hello?" A sleepy Troy answered.

"Troy...um, I know it's late...but um, can we talk?"

"What happened, Brie?" He still sounded tired, but you could tell he was slowly waking up.

"Just meet me on my balcony, ok?"

There was a scratching sound through the phone. "Ok."

She hung up and climbed out of bed, slowly opened the doors and walked out to the railing. There was a small breeze, and the lights that were strung on the railing and around the doors emit a light glow.

"You know, they say you shouldn't sit out at night."

Gabriella jumped, turning towards the voice, but relaxed seeing who it was.

"Especially at," He checked his phone. "two-thirty-three in the morning."

"I know, but I...uh, had a nightmare."

"About what?" He asked, walking closer to her.

"Well, um...it was about...me, and you, and your dad."

"My dad? What about my dad?"

"He was my parent's killer." There. She'd said it.

Troy stopped. He had a questioning look on his face, but shook his head. "I think you're just still a little nervous about meeting my parents still."

"No, Troy. Your dad...is my parent's killer. He murdered them."

Troy put his hand on his forehead and sighed, closing his eyes. He opened them again and looked at Gabriella with a nervous expression. "Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't forget his voice, Troy. Ever."

"Your absolutely sure?"

"I wish I wasn't, Troy. I want to...to take it back, everything. I want to be wrong, I wish that your dad wouldn't ever have said that to me, so that I wouldn't know. In fact, I wish that I didn't know, but he did and he would come one night and just take me away so you would find out on your own. I know you wouldn't miss me, no one would. Even Sharpay would be happy."

Troy grabbed her arms. "No, no, no, no, no. Don't say that. Don't ever say that. I would miss you. Everyone would miss you, no one cares about what Sharpay would think."

"You know it's true, Troy. Quit lying to yourself. You wouldn't miss me, you probably would forget about me."

"I would never do that. Why are you saying that?"

"Because it's true! You know it! It's all true. Just take me to him, right now, so that he can take me away and so you'll never have to see me again."

"Gabriella! Don't say that. That's not true. I would never do that to you."

"Just call him so that he can take me away. Just let him."

"Gabriella!" He shouted. "Do not say that. What's gotten into you?"

Gabriella just shook her head.

"Listen to me, Gabriella," He said, holding her face in his hands. "I would never, ever do that to you. I don't even believe you would say that. I care about you. Come here," He said, pulling her closer to him.

She sobbed into his chest.

Troy stroked her hair. "It's ok...it's ok..." He was just trying to comfort her, and the only way to do that was to let her cry if she has to. "C'mon, let's try to get you to bed."

Gabi let Troy help her into bed, and when he went to shut the balcony doors, she whimpered.

"Shh, I'm right here. I'm not leaving." Troy walked over to the bed and got in beside Gabriella.

"I...can't...sleep." She said, hiccuping, calming down.

"Just relax, Brie. I'm right here, ok? Just try and relax."

Gabriella nodded.

"Here, turn so your back is facing me."

She did.

He wrapped and arm around her waist, pulled her to his chest, and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Comfortable?"

"Yeah," She smiled softly.

"Just relax, everything'll be just fine."

"You don't know that." Gabi whispered.

Troy didn't want to go into the subject again, so he asked, "Do you want me to sing?"

She nodded.

"We're soarin'...flyin'...there's not a star in heaven that we can't reach,"

"If we're tryin', yeah we're breakin' free," She sang softly.

"That's it," He whispered.

The next morning, a loud knock sounded from the door.

Gabriella groaned and slowly sat up. "Come in," She said, rubbing her head.

The door opened and an unfamiliar woman walked in. "Hi, Gabriella."

Gabriella covered up Troy a little bit. "Who are you?"

"I'm your social worker, my name's Annabelle. I've got some news for you."

"What is it?"

Annabelle sat down on the bed. "Maggie won't be able to take care of you all anymore, so this orphanage is being shut down, and your all either being put into foster homes or another orphanage."

"Why can't Maggie take care of us?"

"She's staying in the hospital a little longer then planned, and we don't want to leave you kids here alone."

"But we're not alone, and Derek can take care of us. I'm old enough to take care of myself too."

"We know, but it'd just be better if there was an adult around."

"We're fine here, we're perfectly fine. We don't need you or your help! We're perfectly fine on our own!"

"C'mon, Gabriella, we have to get ready to go." Annabelle said, taking Gabriella's arm and pulling her towards the door.

"NO! TROY! TROY, HELP ME!" Gabriella screamed.

Troy woke up and ran over to Gabriella and Annabelle, but kept a calm voice saying, "What's going on?"

"Who are you?" Annabelle asked.

"I'm Troy Bolton. I know what your thinking and that is not what we were doing."

"Then what's been going on here?"

Troy looked at Gabriella, but said, "Gabriella was having a rough night and I came to comfort her but we fell asleep."

"So I see,"

"So then what's going on here?"

"Maggie Raines is no longer suitable to take care of these children. This orphanage is being shut down and all the children here are being placed in foster homes or another orphanage."

"What's wrong with Maggie?"

"She's going to be in the hospital a little longer then planned." Annabelle said.

"Please, can I talk to Gabriella, alone?"

"Alright, but make it quickly. There's a family downstairs waiting to take Gabriella home." Annabelle said, walking downstairs.

"A family? Already?" Gabriella said with tears in her eyes.

"Don't cry, Brie. Let's talk to them and maybe they'll understand if you stay with my family. Or we can even try to contact someone from your family."

"You think so?"

"We can most definitely try."

Gabriella nodded, and she and Troy walked downstairs.

Sitting on the couch, was a woman with long, light brown hair, pulled up with a hair clip. Next to her was a boy with light, short, brown hair, who looked around Troy's age.

"Gabriella, this is Diane and her son Charlie."

Gabi whimpered and backed up towards Troy. "Relax." He whispered in her ear.

"Most of your things are already packed and the rest will be taken to your house later." Annabelle said.

"Excuse me, but don't you think it's a little soon to be shipping Gabriella away?" Troy asked.

"The sooner the better." Annabelle said.

"Annabelle, do you think it'd be okay, if I tried to contact one of my relatives?" Gabriella spoke up.

"Well, until then you'll stay with Diane and Charlie."

"NO! I mean, can I please stay with Troy's family until I contact one of my relatives?"

"I don't think that would be a good idea-"

"Please! You can ask Maggie, his...his..." She trailed off. His family was safe? Not really. His father was her parents killer. His father was the reason she was in this position.

"Gabriella?" Troy's voice echoed. (To Gabriella.)

She jumped. "Right...um, can I please just try to contact my family first?"

Annabelle sighed. "Alright, that's fine."

Gabriella turned to Troy. "I don't even know where to start."

"I do," He said, turning to Annabelle. "Gabriella would like to access her files, to try to contact her family."

Annabelle nodded and walked over to her bag. She pulled out a file. "Here, that's everything that Gabriella has." She handed it to Troy.

Troy and Gabriella walked into the dining room and spread out the papers over the table.

"Let's get to work."

A/N-Ok...soooo well, again, sorry if it's short. Hope you guys liked it!

~WriterAtHeart14~