G Force

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AN: Sorry for the delay on this chapter. I have been hella busy with work lately.

HSM 3 tomorrow...can't wait!

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Chapter 10

Gabriella pulled the top drawer of the large mahogany desk out from its hinges and sifted through the contents in hope to savior the idea that had popped in her head 10 minutes prior. She let out a growl when she came upon a locked drawer. She surveyed the desk for any object that could aid her in prying the drawer open, tossing all contents that came in her way from the glass surface to the hardwood floor. She pulled the pale pink satin nightgown up her slender legs as she bent down to search the ground for anything to assist her in her task.

"Fuck" she screamed when she came across nothing. She stood up tall and looked for anything that might hold the documents she decided she had to have. The night sky had planted the spontaneous idea in her head and at that moment she decided she had to follow though.

She was so caught up in her exploration that she didn't hear the slam of the front door, the creak of the stairs or the approaching footsteps. Only when the clearing of a throat was a few feet away did she turn and face the source of the noise.

"Do you want to explain to me why you have turned my private office into a pig den?" Greg Montez asked in a strong stern voice.

Gabriella seemed unscathed, "do you want to explain to me why you deferred my enrollment?"

Greg closed his eyes for a brief moment and then looked at his daughter with pleading eyes, "you know why I did it. It's what I felt was best. Gabriella, you just lost your mother"

Gabriella let out a harsh laugh, "no thanks to you" she said under her breath.

Greg shook his head, "Gabriella, I would really appreciate if you would stop saying that."

Gabriella's eyes narrowed, "Tough. You should have thought about that before you started all this uprooting"

Greg let out a sigh, "I really wish you would open your mind honey and see the reality and truth behind the situation."

Gabriella laughed, "Well, if that's not absolute bull shit if I ever heard it. Honestly father it must be nice to live in that convoluted brain of yours."

"Gabriella" he said sternly.

"Lucky for you at this very moment I don't care to deal with how you have fucked up my life once again. Right now, I need you to give me the roster with the room numbers for the flight program here. I can't seem to locate it in this poorly organized office. Can you please guide me in the right direction?"

He looked at her with confused eyes.

"Do you know where it is in here? I have searched and have come up empty handed" She said as she continued to fumble through papers with urgency.

"Gabriella, you know I can't give out that information. It's the rules"

Gabriella rolled her eyes and shook her head as anger and pain began to resurface. His inability to drop his military façade made her heart ache and her blood boil. Her jaw clenched tight and her eyes bore pleading hole into his soft brown ones. She did her best to fight the tears that pricked her orbs as she spoke, "for once can you please be my father and not this stringent rule following dictator. I ask of you and never get. Please do something for me. Please do something I ask. Please give me this. Please forget the rules. Please remember that you love me and give me this. It might not seem like much. It might not make sense, but I need this. Please…… Please….. Please Dad." She pleaded wiping tears from her eyes, but never letting them leave his.

Greg stared at his breaking daughter and it killed his soul. He hated that she was in so much pain, but honestly even if she didn't realize it, everything he did was for her, for her own good. He swallowed and moved to walk past her. He pulled a blue folder from the stack sitting on the back book shelf. He fumbled through a few pages and found the one he assumed she was looking for. He looked down at the information and then back at his daughter. He took a deep breath as he handed the paper to her.

She watched him with wide eyes. She hadn't thought it would be that easy. She hadn't expected him to crumble that soon with no avail. The look in his eyes and on his face almost said he cared. That he did love her. That he was in pain. She looked down at the paper and then back at him, "Thank you" she whispered as she took the sheet from him. She looked down at the name and then back at him.

"Gabriella it may seem to you that all I do is hurt you, but please know that I love you more than life." He said in a soft voice as moisture began to build in his eyes. He cleared his throat trying to suppress them.

Gabriella just stared at him. Her eyes moved from his slightly wet eyes to his unsure stance. She swallowed hard, "yeah" she mumbled and walked out the office and out of the house.

Gabriella barely made it down the long driveway before the rain began to slowly trickle from the night sky and then turn into large free falling droplets that soaked her light gown. She broke out in a sprint as the sense of need and necessity intensified. Consequently the sudden need to run had nothing to do with the fast falling rain and everything to do with her longing.

Gabriella's hair was plastered to her scalp and her gown was suctioned to her slim frame. Her nipples erect from the whipping coldness of the wind and rain. The swell of her breast was forced into view from the weight of the now drenched satin. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing increased from the exertion. She wiped the rain soaked strands from her face as the wind and rain covered her sprinting body. She clenched the now ruined piece of paper to her side as she weaved through the sporadic trees finally coming upon the building she had been in search of. Her eyes surveyed the large brick building and came upon the only way in. Two large black double doors. She took a deep breath as she ran for them. She wrapped her pruning fingers around the metal and pulled. A large gush of cold air swept her body as she slowly entered. Her body began to shiver and her teeth chatter as she treaded down the hall in search of number 13. She ignored the wide mouths and confused looks from the few men walking the halls. The silence was deafening. Not one person muttered a word. Their eyes probably to fixated on her pert breast and bare ass. She came to a halt when the number she had been in search of stared straight back at her. Her heart was pounding and her body shaking. She pushed the wet curls behind her ear as she bit the corner of her mouth. She brought her small fist to the ivory door and pounded three times. Her foot twitched as she stared at the solid door hoping that it would somehow open it. She took a deep breath as she banged again and again and again till it began to slowly move. Her heart pounded in her throat and her nerves exceeded their limit as the person she was looking for came into view.

Troy ran his fingers through his hair as he went to slowly open the door. It was almost one in the morning. "You're ass is in so…" he stopped midsentence as the object of the mid morning noise came into view. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip as his eyes turned hard with concern and his brow turned inward in confusion, "Gabriella?"

Gabriella swallowed as a shiver overtook her, "Troy"

"What are you doing banging on my door at one in morning Brie?" he asked completely taken back.

Gabriella stared into his alluring blue eyes, "you didn't have a window"

A small smile curled his lips at her response. The memory of how she always used to enter his room resurfaced, but the happiness was short lived when he caught sight of her rapidly shaking body. His eyes finally trailed from her gorgeous doused features to her see-through night gown and completely drenched body.

"Fuck Brie. Come here" he said as he pulled her to his warm body. He ran his strong fire hands up and down her back. "Let's get you out of those clothes."

Hoots were then heard from the hall. Troy rolled his eyes, "Fuck off." Troy bellowed, "mention this to anyone and you won't see the inside of a hanger for weeks" he threatened as his eyes turned cold with seriousness. He gave the prying eyes one more serious glance before he shut the door.

"You okay?" he asked in a much softer and kinder voice than the one he used seconds earlier.

Gabriella let out a low laugh, "peachy"

Troy laughed "it appears that way"

Gabriella rolled her eyes and then a shiver overtook her body and her teeth chattered.

Troy moved his hands quickly up her arms trying to elicit heat, "You really need to get out of those wet clothes Brie"

A cheeky grin formed on her face, "Trying to get me naked are you" she said coyly. She had decided that at that moment sexual references were the easiest way to lead into her reasoning for being there. It was her way, fucked up and crazy, but her way. He would get it.

Troy smirked as his eyes finally took in how her gown hugged every inch of her body like a glove. The outline of her perfect breast, slender waist and subtle hips pulled at his eyes. The moisture from his mouth seemed to evaporate as his eyes traveled back up her wet figure and rested on her erect nipples. He let out a throatal groan, "baby, I think you're pretty damn close to naked as we speak"

Gabriella bit the corner of her mouth as she looked up at him through her dark lashes. A flirty smile curled her lips, "so I am"

Troy let out a husky groan as he traced the corner of his mouth with the tip of tongue. He went to speak but the sound of running water and flushing interrupted his craving actions.

"Fuck" he said under his breath. It was just like Gabriella to make him forget that, one he had a roommate and two, that he was only a few feet away. The complication of Gabriella standing drenched in water with her gown clinging to all her fantastic parts finally fully registered. He looked around the room and grabbed the first shirt he could find, "Put this on"

Gabriella's brow bowed, "I'll get it all wet"

Troy shrugged, "I don't care. You're basically nude Brie. Just put it on okay"

Gabriella let out chuckle, "Troy Bolton is asking me to put on clothes. I never thought I'd see the day."

Troy turned to the to look at the bathroom door and thanked God that Chad took an eternity in the bathroom no matter what "business" he was taking care of, "Believe me. I would much rather strip you of those clothes sweetheart and do things that I have fantasized about for years, but right now baby, you need to cover up"

Gabriella ran her hands through her hair and looked down at the shirt and then back at Troy, "I think it's a little late for me to be modest don't you think? I mean, half your crew has pretty much just seen my goodies Troy"

Troy let out an aggravated sigh. Why was she being so difficult? He rolled his eyes, Gabriella was always difficult, "Well, I don't intend on adding one more to that list, put on the shirt Brie" he demanded.

Gabriella couldn't help the small smile that curled her lips instantly. His protective side had always made her skin tingle and her body crave. She slipped her arms into the large white oxford and buttoned the top three buttons. She crossed her arms across her chest as she tilted her head to the side with a snide smirk, "better?"

Troy nodded, "much"

The creek of a door was then heard and the shuffling of feet came soon after. Troy took a deep breath.

Chad rubbed his eyes, "What's with all the yelling and threatening dude. It's fucking late. What could ha….?" He stared but halted abruptly at the new body that had been added to the room, "Ummm"

Troy and Gabriella just stared at him.

Troy decided to play aloof, "What?"

Chad looked from Troy to a barely clothed Gabriella and then back to Troy, "Umm, so I'm just supposed to ignore the fact that the Admirals daughter is virtually unclothed and wet in our room at one in the morning?" Chad asked with a dry tone.

"Yep, That would be great"

Chad's eyes narrowed, "hmm"

Troy decided to take advantage of Chad's deep in thought moment. He pulled a grey pair of sweats and white V-neck shirt from his drawers and handed them to Gabriella, "The bathrooms over there, why don't you go change"

Gabriella took the clothes as her eyes moved over every feature of his face, "Troy"

Troy gave her a small smile, "It's okay. I just need a minute."

Gabriella looked over to Troy's confused faced roommate and back to Troy. She nodded and then walked to bathroom, entering and closing the door seconds later.

The sound of the door closing took Chad out of his silence, "Dude, what the hell are you doing?"

Troy sighed, "I don't know"

Chad shook his head, "why is she here?"

Troy swallowed and fidgeted in place, "I don't know"

Chad threw his hands up, "Troy" he said sternly.

Troy ran his fingers through his hair, "Look, I'm going to tell you something, but it can't leave this room, okay?"

Chad's eyes turned serious. "umm, okay"

Troy rubbed the back of his neck, "well, Gabriella and I…..um….know each other….well"

Chad's face read confused, "how well?"

"Really. Really. Really well"

"How? I don't understand" Chad asked shaking his head in confusion.

Troy bit his bottom lip, "it's been a while….since we have seen each other" he said connecting his eyes with Chad's.

Chad studied Troy's face for a bit and then the light bulb went off and his hand sprung up to cover his mouth, "Wha….Oh….Then….You…..Admiral Montez?"

Troy nodded.

Chad threw his head back, "fuck dude"

Troy sighed, "Look, please man. Please keep this between us. This is so more complicated than you even know or could imagine. Okay?"

Chad was silent in shock for a moment, but finally nodded, "alright"

Troy gave him an appreciated smile, "thanks"

Chad let out a long breath, "um, well, I'm going to go get a snack and watch some tube. Give you a little time to do, uh whatever."

Troy nodded. He was thankful that these actions weren't completely out of character for Chad. He frequently had a "mid night snack" and the crew knew it. Sure, some would choose to think something of it, but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. "I appreciate it man"

Chad gave Troy one more look and left the room.

Troy let out a deep sigh and plopped down onto his bed. Gabriella's unpredictability was off the charts right now. In the past three hours she had gone from pure hysterics to wanting him to fuck her against her car in the parking lot of her father's office to showing up in little to no clothes soaking wet at his door step. Such an erotic gesture as the one he had received moments before normally would have sent his libido raging and his dick aching. To say he hadn't been turned on by her appearance would have been an understatement, but the flooding wave to protect her, to help her overshadowed. Something was going to be accomplished tonight and he was going to see to it. What that was however, depended on the erratic stunning woman who had entered his restroom moments prior.

Heavy shit on the way...ohhhhh