Curse my weakness...I'm listening to We're In Heaven the DJ Sammy remix and its making me cry...this has nothing to do with this chapter at all..just felt like sharing..OK

THANK YOU FOR NOT LEAVING ME! Someone pointed out that I took forever, you know who you are, and your 1000000 percent correct. I'll try not to take so long especially because..well..this story is coming to an end.

So maybe the song does have something to do with it? Anyways...if I calculate what I have left to over..there should only be about...3 or 4 more chapters..including this one and an epilogue..so sad...the next BFC chapter is about half way done...I'm sorry to say I've been really neglecting the poor story..so maybe I'll finish the chapter after I write this one?

Oh well...CHAPTER!!

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"Enemies' promises were made to be broken."Aesop Quotes

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Gabriella pushed through the glass doors and into the hospital. She looked around at all the people in the waiting room. Some were sick, others may be dieing... But so could Troy.

No. She thought. Don't think like that. Troy will be fine...I promised.

She stepped up to a woman in a cream colored blazer (which looked a little small) and large glasses rested upon her wrinkled nose. Her silver hair was up in a tight bun, very little strands tucked behind her ears.

She looked up at Gabriella expectantly.

"Um..W-what room is Troy Bolton in?" Gabriella stuttered, trying not to sound desperate.

"Are you family?" The woman, who's name tag showed her name was Ms, Forks, asked in a bored tone.

Gabriella swallowed hard. If only family was aloud...no. He was fine.

"I'm his sister. Gabriella Bolton." She felt a small tingle at the name.

The woman looked her up and down before sighing. " I suppose you can go in...he's in room 352."

Gabriella didn't even bother to say "good-bye." or "thanks". She just took off down the hall.

White walls blended together, and the lights flashed as she went full speed down the hall.

Gabriella stomped her foot when she realized she needed to use the elevator. She was on the first floor..

The elevator happened to be on the seventh.

Gabriella jabbed her index finger into the cool arrow facing up. It remained lit during her wait. She bounced on the balls of her feet impatiently, assessing the situation.

Troy was in a hospital room on the third floor.

Gabriella was on the first.

The elevator was on the seventh still.

The stairs were closer than the elevator.

But were they faster? That was the question. Realizing the elevator did not want to come from the seventh floor, she took off down the stairs once again, earning a few looks from nurses forced to push themselves against the wall.

She launched herself up the stairs, almost falling when she first turned onto them. Of course these stairs were too hard and cold to give and comfort incase of maybe hitting your shins on them.

Gabriella did that frequently.

Her speed started to slow as she reached the third floor. Only because someone had shut the large metal door in her face and she was having touble pulling it open. Finally after about three minutes of torture someone pulled open the door from the other side and looked at her with an amused expression on their face that Gabriella did not understand.

She shrugged it off and took off once again, keeping her eyes on the numbers on the doors.

348...

349...

350...

351,

352.

The brunette took a deep breath, now realizing that she was panting from the run, and opened the door.

Troy lay in a white bed, with white sheets over his perfectly sized body. What was with hospitals and white? If someones bleeding..wouldn't it stain white sheets?

Various cords were hooked up to him, and IV in his arm and tubes in his nose. Gabriella shuddered. She hated hospitals.

She sauntered over to the chair by his bed and lowered herself into it, careful not to hurt her side or arm. Though the minor stitches in her side given to her in the ambulance could very well have been torn from the run. But none of that mattered.

He opened his eyes slightly and a weak, but still million-dollar, smile spread over his face.

"Hey." She whispered. Gabriella put on a half smile.

"Hey." He murmured.

"How are you feeling?"

He just stared at her. "Wonderful." Though he was joyed that she was there, pain was still very noticeable.

"Sorry." She blushed. "Stupid question."

A wider smile spread over his face at her blush, especially when he wound his fingers with hers. She smiled at him.

"So. What's your damage?" He questioned, raising one eyebrow.

"Just...some stitches in the side." Anger flashed in his eyes. "And a bruised wrist. No big deal...You on the other hand."

"Are tied to a bed?"

She just nodded.

"Don't worry about me." He almost said "I'm used to it." but he didn't want to upset Gabriella anymore than she already was.

"On a brighter note, the sorry excuse for a being," Troy chucked at Gabriella's name for Jack. "Got sixteen stitches in his side and a concussion. You should be proud Mr, Bolton." She smiled.

"Hardly." Troy sat up. "If he would only sit still, then I could've done so much worse."

Gabriella just shook her head. "Oh!" She exclaimed. Troy rose an eyebrow at her. "The lawyer said that we could either testify in court or write a statement..Jack is going to testify. They didn't set a court day yet because their waiting for you to recover enough to attend if you want to...But if you don't, it's understandable." She reasurred him.

Troy sighed, "I'd rather not go..but if thats weakness in his eyes..."

"Troy Bolton!" Gabriella snapped. "You, of all the people in the world, are not weak! No matter what Jack Bolton says!"

Troy looked a little bit taken back by her outburst.

"Well then..I guess that means that when I am recovered enough to get out of this hospital...I'll be spending the day with you I hope?" A wide grin spread over her face.

"I guess so." She said matter-of-factly right before Taylor, Chad, Zeek, Sharpay (Zeek's idea), Ryan (Sharpay's idea), and Jason came into the room. "There's no way she thinks you are all family!" Gabriella said exasperated.

"She doesn't think you are either." Taylor said.

"But we were persistent." Chad smiled triumphantly.

Jason looked over at Troy. "Daaaamn man! Who knew?"

"I did." Gabriella said sheepishly, even though it was a rhetorical question.

Chad feigned looking hurt. "So Gabriella gets to know and I don't? Now what is up with that?!"

"She sorta found out by accident.." Troy came up for an excuse. Saying oh well, we were doing a science project with a coat hanger and got struck by lightning then switched bodies for about a month.. Might keep him in this hospital for a little bit longer than his injuries would have.

Chad took the explanation and just nodded his head.

"So does mean you two are together?" Taylor chirped excitedly.

"Um.." Gabriella turned her head to Troy questioningly.

"How about it Montez? Are we together now?" Troy smirked,

Gabriella pretended to ponder the question. "Well...I guess I can make room for you." She smiled.

Taylor, and surprisingly Sharpay, squealed and hugged a giggling Gabriella. Sharpay was probably excited for new gossip.

Chad noticed the wide smile on Troy's face, he walked over and layed a hand on his shoulder. "Nice man, nice."

Zeek, Ryan, and Jason walked over and both groups engulfed in conversation.

Gabriella kept her promise; everything was OK. Her and Troy were no longer enemies.

"Enemies' promises were made to be broken."Aesop Quotes

Quick update! Yay!

Oh and a "did you know?" moment!

Did you know? (no you didn't) that the reason the elevator was taking so long for Gabriella was because someone was holding it for someone who was taking a while..I was going to add that part in but I decided against it.