Chapter 14 – 509

Thursday, July 4th, 2024

Kansas City, MO

Gabi's POV

I chewed on my lip while I watched Logan drink another water and then turned to continue to play. I chewed on my nails because I had to be at Kauffman soon for our night game and I promised Logan that should could sit on the field to watch the big fireworks in the air.

Logan loved fireworks.

I loved fireworks because I could only ever think about the way Troy proposed to me and that made me feel tingly again. My arms wrapped around my chest when I heard the front door open and close. "Gabi?"

"In the office," I announced, Troy came around the corner and his eyes came naturally to Logan. "What are you thinking about?" a small smile played on my lips, "You proposing to me," Troy raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Fireworks," Troy nodded with a smile, "Yes, that would make me think of my proposal to you," Troy narrowed his eyes while he looked at Logan, "Damn, she downed that water," my eyes swirled back to Logan as she finished another water. "Troy, something is wrong. She is downing water like nobody's business. That is her seventh one this morning." Troy frowned while looking at her, "The doctor,"

"The doctor is wrong," Troy looked over at me and his eyes held surprise. I didn't rarely disagree with doctors or raise my voice but Troy just nodded, "Do you want to take her today or tomorrow?" he didn't question me or ask me any more questions and that felt nice. He knew that I understand that something was wrong with Logan. I breathed, "I think that we can go tomorrow. I'll talk to Joel and Casey just in case things run long,"

"Do you think they will run long?"

I just nodded my head as I turned my eyes over to Logan again, Logan got up and she ran down to the bathroom and I felt my chest cave with wind. Tears filled my eyes and Troy grabbed my elbow gently and pulled me into his arms, "She is going to be okay," he whispered into my ear, "I know you don't feel like it but Lo is okay, it can't be anything too serious. Okay?"

Tears rolled down my cheeks and Troy squeezed me to him tighter as if everything was perfectly okay between us. "Momma," I eased away from Troy as I wiped my tears away from my eyes, "Hi sweetie," I bent over and she smiled at me, "Fireworks?"

"Later tonight okay? Are you ready to go?" she nodded her head and Troy reached for me again, "Brie," the words were soft between his lips as I swirled around to look at him, the way he said my name made me fall back into a blissful world where nothing was wrong. It made me think that maybe he wasn't angry with me and that we could just fall into this pattern.

"Are you okay?"

He cared.

This was the Troy Bolton that I married and I begged for it to come back. I needed it to come back.

"I'll be okay," his hands reached up and he stroked my cheek gently, "I hate seeing you so worried about Logan," I shrugged my shoulders and the cold odd tension came climbing up inside of him. I reached for him and he breathed close to me, "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Of course Gabi, I will be there for Logan,"

"What if it is something bad?" Troy laughed a little, "It won't be horrible Brie, and maybe she just needs some medication or something,"

"Do you really believe that Troy?"

He nodded, "I do."

"The day our nation came together and we celebrate the birthday with a Royals win and plenty of fireworks," I smiled as we signed off, "Are you and Troy going to watch fireworks with Logan?" I nodded my head, "Yea, since tomorrow is the unexpected."

Casey gave me a reassuring smile, "Logan is going to be just fine. Hopefully they will listen to you tomorrow and you'll figure out what is wrong." I nodded as I went to grab my flip-flops where Logan and Alyssa were sitting. Logan was passed out on the couch as I sighed, "How is she?"

"She fell asleep shortly after first pitch," I frowned, "And hasn't woken up since?"

"No."

"She slept all morning."

"Really?"

I nodded as I went over to bend close to her, "Lolo," she opened her eyes but she turned her head away from me, "I'm sleepy," I rubbed her back, "I know you are sleepy sweetie, do you want to watch fireworks?" she didn't answer as her soft snores came from her mouth, I pressed my eyes shut tightly as I took in a relaxing breath and when I opened my eyes I stood up quickly, "Will you stay with her?" she nodded her head and I went quickly down to the clubhouse.

The doors were still closed but I was desperate to get inside, I just wanted to get inside and talk to Troy. I ran my hands through my hair when the doors opened and Ned moved his way to the pressroom. I burst through the doors, as Troy was changing, "Troy," he turned around and he buttoned his jeans, "What's wrong?"

"Logan, she slept through the entire game, she slept all morning, something isn't right, she shouldn't be sleeping like this and I asked if she wanted to go watch the fireworks she just fell back asleep," Troy's eyes held deep concern as he looked at me, "What do you want to do?"

"Can we take her to the ER? I can't do this, I can't wait until tomorrow because what if something is seriously wrong and tomorrow morning will be too late?" Troy frowned at the thought of having something happen to Logan. "Okay, let me finish getting ready, she is going to be okay," he squeezed my shoulder as I felt tears slip down my cheek, "Nothing can happen to her Troy, she is my world, she is all I have left."

Troy eased me into his arms; "Nothing is going to happen to Logan, we will get her seen tonight at Children's Mercy okay? We will go straight from the stadium," I nodded and he wiped my tears away, "Do we want to drive together," my hands were shaking and I shook my head, "I can't drive right now,"

"Of course, I will drive, go get Logan ready okay?" I nodded as I turned to go upstairs when I saw Alex. "Gabi, sweetie," she looked at me and I bit on my lip as Hanson was on her hip, "Hi," I responded, "How are you?" she asked me, "I'm uh…not sure. Something is wrong with Logan,"

"Oh my, what is it?"

"We aren't sure. She just isn't acting right,"

"Are you and Troy?"

"Doing well mostly because we are both really focused on Logan,"

"Call me tomorrow?" I nodded my head as I went back up the elevators to the offices. Alyssa had everything ready to go and I thanked her tremendously and gave her tomorrow off. "I am not working tomorrow, we are taking Logan to Children's Mercy tonight."

"Oh Gabi,"

"I wish I knew what was wrong," I looked at Logan while the tears blurred my eyes; my throat throbbed from the pain of holding back the tears. "My marriage is falling apart and now Logan is getting sick, I told myself it was my fault and I don't even know, I don't know what is wrong with her. I don't know what is wrong with me and my marriage." Babbles of speech flowed from my mouth, as the tears seemed to stream faster. My gut tightened as I looked at Alyssa, "I'm sorry, you don't need this,"

"Gabi, girl, I have known you since right after Logan was born. You have been there for me when the times got tough. Logan is going to be okay and you are one of the best mothers out there, I know you'll get everything you need done. Troy and you will figure everything out."

I laughed, as the tears didn't stop as I wiped my tears away for them to only be replaced. "I just want my life to go back to normal."

"Of course, of course," she hugged me and I hugged her back, "You'll be okay, Logan will be okay," she reminded me, I nodded my head as Troy showed up in the doorway. He touched my back and I breathed in a ragged breath of air as Troy then pulled me into him again, so many times in one day.

"It's okay," he kissed the top of my head and I felt the tears descend down my cheeks, "Let's get Logan out of here, are you ready?"

I nodded my head and Troy swiftly picked up a sleeping Logan and I picked up our bags as I followed him out.

Troy's POV

Seeing Gabi in so much pain because of Logan was worse than the miscarriages. They way her eyes were full of worry and the sheer possibility of something being wrong with Logan. I had touched her and hugged her more today than I had in the past month.

She needed support today and I was also concerned. I didn't know what to do with Logan and it made me upset, I was upset thinking about Logan because her doctor was wrong. She was wrong and now our daughter is even sicker, my eyes took a swipe over to Gabi as she was staring out the window of the car. Her eyes were red from tears and her body was drained from energy. My eyes flirted back to Logan who never even woke up in anything.

We strapped her in her car seat and she stayed asleep the entire time. Something was wrong and I knew it just as Gabi did. Gabi was upset over the whole thing though. Gabi was frustrated as hell between Logan and then everything with our marriage. It tore me apart to listen to what she was saying to Alyssa earlier. I was rounding the corner when I heard her just blabbering like she does before she cries when she is frustrated.

She kept saying how she didn't know what was wrong with her and what was wrong with Logan and she didn't know what was wrong with her marriage. I was her marriage. I shouldn't be a problem that was burdening her shoulders because I knew exactly what she was meaning by what was wrong with her. The damn miscarriages.

I let out a frustrated breath of air and I realized we were coming up on Downtown Children's Mercy. I had spent a lot of time volunteering here and seeing young sick cancer patients. My gut tightened with the thought of Logan having cancer or something along those lines. It freaked me out. I was freaked out and I could only imagine how Gabi was. "Gabi,"

"What?"

"Are you okay?"

She took a minute to reply, "No,"

"I wish that,"

"Troy, I know our marriage is crumbling underneath of our feet but can we just be together with Logan. Can we make it seem like we want to do this for Logan?" This caught my attention as I looked over at her, "Gabi, I don't want our marriage to be crumbling,"

"Then I guess we should have a talk,"

"What talk,"

"I don't even know anymore, I just know that something is not okay between us."

"Well that helps,"

"I am not fighting. We are pulling into Children's Mercy with our child who can barely stay awake for five damn minutes."

I shut up after that because I didn't want to fight and have her be angry. She was already upset.

"I'm sorry,"

She sighed, "For what Troy?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know, I just am."

"If you don't know then what the hell good is an apology for,"

I didn't speak after that because this was going nowhere.

Gabi's POV

Troy carried Logan into the hospital as I went to check us into the waiting room. Logan still had yet to wake up in any of the transitions from car seat to Troy's arms or even when we put her in. She was out and I was nervous.

I settled down but Troy was gaining attention fast and I knew the nurses understood, they looked over at me and I nodded as I nudged Troy. "Your fame and fortune is helping us again," Troy chuckled as we walked back into the hallway with two nurses who I have met before. Troy and I had done a lot of work here over the years and Mallory worked here. "We'll send in somebody right away," I thanked them as we laid Logan down.

She didn't even shift, "Is she breathing," Troy smiled, "Yes, I kept checking her pulse the entire way here." I brushed her hair away when a nurse pulled into the room. "Hello, hi," Troy and I shook Heathers hand, "Alright, what is going on with Logan?"

My eyes darted over to Logan, "Do you see her?" Heather smiled, "Yes, I do. It is late though,"

"Fine, she drinks a shit ton of water, is wetting the bed, she sleeps like crazy, complains of stomach pains,"

Heather frowned, "When is the last time you took her to her pediatrician?"

"A week or so ago,"

"And what was her weight?"

"About forty pounds, maybe less,"

Heather nodded, "Can we wake her up and check her weight?" I nodded as I went over to Logan, "Lolo," I cheered; she opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes were so pale and looked like she had nothing left. My stomach clinched with fear, "The nice nurse what's to weigh you," she shook her head and I pushed hair behind her ears, "Mommy will come with you,"

"I'm sleepy," her eyes started to shut again, and I looked back at the nurse. "Alright, we will do this the old-fashion way. Troy, can you pick her up," Troy nodded as she took Troy down the hall, I followed and she then looked at me. "Gabi, step on the scale." I did as I was told and then she had Troy give me Logan.

Logan lay in my arms and once the number read back my gut grew even tighter. "Twenty-nine pounds," she said, shock rode through my system, "What?" Heather nodded, "Have you noticed her clothes not fitting?"

"She has been wearing a lot of dresses lately, I don't know,"

"It's okay Gabs,"

"No, it isn't, I should have seen how much weight she had lost. Troy, that is almost twelve pounds and she is tiny, she is so little," I felt my tears coming quickly and fast, "Let's go back to the room, I have a test I want to run and well…that may identify the problem but I have to talk to the doctor first,"

I nodded as we went back to the room but I sat down with Logan, I gripped her tightly because this was my fault. I didn't realize how sick she was; I didn't realize that she was losing weight. I didn't realize that her clothes were way to big. I didn't realize any of this because I was too damn focused on myself. I was focused on Troy and how our marriage was crumbling. I was focused on everything but what I should have been focused on.

Logan.

The nurse left and I rubbed Logan's back.

"It isn't your fault," he said quietly, "It's my fault, I should have,"

"No, it isn't."

My eyes found his and he shrugged, "It just isn't."

I shook my head and held Logan tighter when a doctor came in, "We want to run some blood tests on Logan," I nodded as I put her back on the table and she was just passed out. "Heather, get an IV started and admit them until a room is open up stairs." I looked at the doctor, "What is wrong?" my voice was shaking, "I'll let you know once I have answers but I have a pretty good idea. Let me run these tests quickly and I'll be back with you,"

They took blood from her and Logan didn't fuss, she didn't have any energy, "She is dehydrated," I laughed, "What? How? She has had so much water today,"

"Her body is using it all so quickly, we'll talk about it more in a little bit." He rushed out of the room with the freshly drawn blood while Heather tried to get an IV started; this is when Logan woke up. She realized what was happening and pulled her arm away and started to scream. I went over quickly and I soothed her, "I know baby girl, I know," I kissed her temple as Troy helped me hold her down, "She is too dehydrated," she mumbled and I shook my head as she poked her again, and again, and again causing Logan more pain.

"I know sweetie, I know," I held her tighter, "We can get a popsicle and a treat if you are good,"

"Heather, I am going to need more blood." Heather nodded and she then got the IV in, "There,"

She then went to pull out more blood and I felt my gut get thrown into my throat. "That is not blood," I swallowed back on my vomit, "She is so dehydrated that her blood is very thick, not circulating well," Troy turned away from this and he covered his mouth because what was being pulled out of Logan was more like maple syrup. I closed my eyes and once the blood was taken, she took blood to the next room.

"Holy shit, I need food or something, my stomach,"

"You can go and get something,"

"I'll run to the vending machine, do you want anything?"

"Just something with substance, crackers or something,"

Troy nodded and he slipped into the hallway, I held Logan close to me when the door burst open, "Gabi," I looked up to see Mallory. My eyes welled with tears and she pulled me in for a big hug, "I am so sorry sweetie, how is she doing?"

"Good, they are running tests and,"

"Heather told me it was bad,"

"Bad?"

"They haven't told you?" I shook my head and Mallory braced herself, "Oh Gabi," I looked at her and Troy came back into the room with crackers and chips. "Mallory, you are working tonight,"

"I am, I just…I can't believe they haven't told you."

A knock came at the door and then the doctor whose name I had yet to even catch walked in. "Gabi and Troy," Mallory looked at the doctor, "Why haven't you told them?"

"We were confirming everything,"

"You knew once you saw her,"

"I did but now I have it confirmed,"

"What have you confirmed?" Troy asked, I looked over at him and then back to the doctor. "Logan has Type 1 Diabetes," shock went through my system, "What?" the doctor nodded his head, "Yes, we are hoping we can get a urine sample from her soon and that probably won't be an issue. All of the symptoms are classic. Frequent urination, drinking a lot of water, losing weight, tired, stomachaches, etc. She had them all and whoever saw you first a week ago should have spotted them,"

"I mentioned to her that we were having marriage problems and that she was maybe having a side effect of that," tears formed in my eyes, "Is she going to be okay?" Troy asked, the doctor nodded, "Yes, just be glad you brought her in tonight. Tomorrow could have been a different story."

I bent over crying and my chest ached when Mallory came over to hug me tightly, "I'm sorry Gabs,"

"She is my baby, she is all I have,"

"I know, you'll get through this,"

Mallory hugged me tighter and I took a deep breath, "We are going to transfer her upstairs," Mallory told me, she turned to look at Troy, "You guys will be put through an intense course of Diabetes 101 to take care of Logan and you have me. I will be there with you guys." Troy nodded, "Thank you Mallory,"

"I need to get back to work but I will come check on you guys in a little while,"

I turned to Troy once Mallory left and he shook his head, "Let's get Logan settled okay?" I bit on my lip and I nodded my head, they started to transport Logan upstairs, Troy and I walked with her and she started to wake up. "Mommy, mommy," I moved two paces faster and I took her hand, "I am right here baby girl," she started to cry, "Mommy,"

We were placed into the elevator and Troy grabbed her other hand as she was becoming inconsolable because she wanted to be held. "Logan, it's okay,"

"Mommy," I bent closer and I pressed my lips to her forehead, "It's okay baby girl, I am right here, once we get into the room we can cuddle okay? We'll cuddle together until you feel all better. I promise you are going to start feeling better. Daddy and I will be here with you, okay?" she stopped crying but the tears would run down her face, my fingers brushed them away. "It's okay baby girl, it's okay," The elevator opened again and we were taken to a room.

Logan's name was already written on the board and I glanced around, "Where are we?"

"The PICU,"

Troy stopped, "Why is she in the PICU?"

"She is very sick sir, one more day like this she would have ended up in coma," I stopped in my tracks as I looked at the nurse, they quickly kept moving Logan into the hospital room, my eyes filled Troy's and I felt like all of the air was suffocated from my lungs. I tried to speak, I tried to breath, but nothing was coming out. Nothing was happening. His hands were suddenly on my shoulders and he gripped them. "Brie, breathe, you need to breathe,"

I gasped loudly as air forced itself back into my lungs, I covered my mouth and Troy squeezed me to his chest. "C'mon, let's get Logan settled, okay? I know how hard this is for you, I know, let's get her settled and then it will be okay," I gripped onto his shirt because I couldn't do this, "You can do this Gabi, I know baby, I know," his lips pressed into my hair, "I know you are scared because I am too, I am scared," I pulled back to see his own tears in his eyes, "Let's do this together, okay?"

My head nodded and we both walked into the hospital room, "Can you help us move her to this bed?" Troy nodded his head as he easily picked up Logan, she clutched onto him and he whispered into her ear something. "Daddy is here," he said at the end, "Mommy is right there, we're right here,"

"Let's change her, do you think she needs to use the restroom?" I nodded, "I can see." I went over to Logan, "Can we unhook her from the IV for a couple of minutes." The nurse nodded as she unhooked Logan from the IV full of fluids. "Come here sweetie," I picked her up and Troy gave me a glance, "I am going to see if she needs to go to the bathroom and then change her into a gown." Troy nodded as we went into a bathroom that was going to be shared with another guest.

"Mommy, what is happening," her words tumbled off her lips and I gave her a small smile, "We are going to see if you need to go potty, do you?" she nodded and I took her shorts off as I placed her onto the toilet. Something was there to catch her urine so they could test that as well. "Why are we here?"

"You are sick baby,"

She went pee and then we changed her into the gown they offered us, I then picked her up, "I love you so much baby girl, are you ready to rest?" she nodded into my shoulder gently and I took her back out where they put her back onto the IV pole. A nurse came into the room and I crossed my arms over my chest, "Did she pee?" I nodded and I led them into the bathroom, I then gasped, "What is that?"

"She is dehydrated,"

"But,"

"She'll be okay, I know this is a shock to you guys but tomorrow morning a doctor will come in to talk to you. Hopefully tomorrow morning we can move her to the sixth Henson where she can recover and you guys can take classes on how to manage diabetes," I nodded my head and I went back out with Troy, "Her urine is like black," Troy grimaced as Logan had fallen asleep. "We are going to come in every hour and check her blood sugar. You guys can both stay but the only thing we have is this," she pointed to a chair and Troy nodded his head. "Thank you,"

The nurse left and Logan was asleep, I turned to Troy and he came over to me, "Shh…come here," he gently took me out of the room and down into the waiting room area which was empty after midnight where I lost it. I bent over as sobs escaped my throat, "It's my fault, it's all my fault,"

"Brie baby," Troy put his hand on my back, "I blamed it on us not doing well and I let the doctors believe she wasn't sick, she could have died, I didn't notice the weight loss because I am only focused on me and I am a horrible mom,"

"You are the furthest thing from a horrible mom Gabi," I looked at Troy as tears streamed down my cheek, "I can't have another child, my other child has a disease I know absolutely nothing about and you hate me,"

"What?" Troy responded, he reached for me, "I don't hate you," Tears burned my eyes and my throat closed up. "How can you not hate me Troy? You want another child and I can't give that to you. I am a bitch to your friends. I let people believe that Logan was sick because of our marriage problems. I haven't focused on her and,"

"Gabi stop,"

I pressed my fingers to my eyes and Troy pulled me close, "I'm scared Troy, I don't want to lose her. She is the only person who never hates me. She doesn't hate me."

"Gabi,"

"You aren't happy with me Troy and you can't deny that,"

"Let's push us aside for ten minutes and can I just talk to you because you are freaking out Gabi,"

"My daughter is in the PICU with blood as thick as syrup and urine so dark I wasn't sure it was actually urine." Troy's eyes softened, "We are going to figure this out Gabi, we have what is wrong and things can only get better from here."

I pulled away from Troy, "Gabi,"

My chest ached as I started to cry harder, "This is all my fault,"

Troy wrapped me tightly in his arms, "I'm so scared, why Logan,"

"I wish I knew baby,"

"Logan is my baby, Logan is the only one I have,"

"Calm down," he turned me around and I pressed my face into his chest, my fingers clutching his t-shirt. "It's all my fault,"

Troy's POV

Once I finally got Gabi to stop sobbing, she fell into a scared unconscious state. Her eyes would look at me but there was no response. I took her back to the hospital room where Logan was still passed out. I eased Gabi into the chair next to the bed and I then went to make a couple of phone calls.

My first one was to my mom.

It rang a couple of times and she answered, "Troy, sweetie, is everything okay?"

"Logan is sick,"

"What?"

"She has diabetes, she is sick,"

"Troy, you aren't making since," I breathed as I felt my own tears coming, "Logan was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes about an hour ago, she is really sick ma,"

"Oh Troy, what can we do?"

"I don't know, Gabi is barely responding to me. She was sobbing and barely breathing, mom, I wasn't sure she was breathing and then she was sobbing so loudly. Logan is barely coherent and I don't know what to do," I grabbed onto the sofa as my stomach clutched with fear. "I don't know,"

"I'm sorry baby," she went quiet as I laughed, "Mom, I don't know what is wrong with Gabi and I. We aren't the same,"

"Troy, you two need to focus on Logan,"

"She is blaming herself and it is killing me because she won't listen. This isn't her fault."

"Focus on Logan and you guys can work on your marriage in the future. I will come see you guys tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Okay,"

"I love you Troy, you guys will be okay,"

"Thanks mom, I love you too."

"I'll talk to you tomorrow. Try to get some rest tonight."

I hung up and I turned around to see Gabi, she was holding herself together, "Do you want to call your dad?" she nodded her head and I dialed his phone number on my phone as I let Gabi put the phone to her ear and lean against the counter.

Gabi's POV

"Hello?"

My dads voice came from the other end of the phone, "Troy?"

"No, it's me,"

"Gabi?" my eyes blurred with tears again and I cleared my throat, "Logan is in the hospital," my voice caught in my throat, "What? What's wrong," I titled my head forward as I held my forehead while my other hand held the phone. Troy's hand laid on my lower back, "She was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes," the words cracked on my tongue and the tears seemed to flow again, "She is sick dad,"

"Oh Ella," he whispered, "I am so sorry sweetie," I pressed my palm into my eyes hoping to get the tears to stop from forming in my eyes. "I blamed it on Troy and I's problems, it's my fault she got this sick dad,"

"Oh Gabi, no," I shook my head as he tried to talk to me but nothing was coming through. It was all muffled and I couldn't comprehend anything. My head ached endlessly with pain and I felt the phone slip away from my hand. Troy and my dad talked about something but I returned to the room with Logan. A nurse was checking her blood sugar, "What is a normal blood sugar?" I asked, the nurse looked up at me and she gave me a small smile.

"Have you ever had your blood sugar checked?" I shrugged, "Maybe?"

"Well, let's see what your blood sugar is." She pulled out a black case with a machine inside with a short stick and a bottle of something else. "This is a meter," she started slowly, "When you get the one for Logan it will be a color and the poker might look different but it is like this for the most part. You'll wash your hands or use an alcohol prep wipe, which is what we will do tonight." She wiped my finger with the wipe and then she showed me the poker.

"There is a very tiny needle," she unscrewed the cap and showed me, "and you'll put this against your skin, we try to use the side of our fingers to not damage the top part," she pressed it gently against my skin as I watched her. "Then, you'll press this button and press down," she did it and a small pinch escaped across my skin but nothing horrible and no pain lingered. She then gently squeezed my finger as a dot of blood appeared on my finger.

"You'll then take this blood and the strip in the meter will suck it up." She demonstrated as the blood went into the strip and she wiped the extra blood off with the alcohol pad. The meter counted down from five and then it flashed 83.

"That is what a normal human sits at, maybe a little more or a little less depending on what you did or eat. After you eat it may rise into the 100's but not a lot." I nodded as I crossed my arms over my chest, as I was suddenly cold. "So what will she run?" the nurse smiled, "She came in with a blood sugar at 509," my eyes bulged out of my head, "What?"

"A lot of parents come in here and have no idea what diabetes is, I don't want to assume so…"

"I have no idea," I said quietly, "Neither do I," my eyes turned to see Troy walking into the room but I can only assume he had been standing there for a while. The nurse smiled, "What is your name?" Troy asked, "Jamie," she responded, Troy smiled, "Can you fill us in a little bit more?"

Jamie smiled, "Type one diabetes is when the pancreas sort of shuts down," I paid more attention as I felt like somebody was finally helping. "Your body produces a hormone called insulin that helps divide and cover the amount of sugar that you have. Well, Logan's body stopped producing insulin all together and so she has unlimited sugar in her body which caused her to go into DKA, Diabetic ketoacidosis, which means that her body can't refuel her muscles and other energy cells so they go to and start using her fat which causes her to lose so much weight."

I nodded my head as I followed, "Her body is spilling all of those ketones into her urine and is taking all of her water and all of the food that she is eating. All of that was going to powering her body, and she was slowly starting to shut down because she couldn't keep up anymore." I held my breath and she smiled, "She is in good care now, her blood sugar is already starting to come down with the insulin drip we started her on."

"What is her range?"

"The doctors love for her to be between 90-140,"

"Is that realistic?"

Jamie laughed, "Not really, I mean, it is but it is a lot of work and not a lot of people do it. There are just too many factors that go into a blood sugar."

"Like what?" Troy questioned, "Mood, weather, food, exercise, activity, travel, etc."

"Her mood can affect her blood sugar?"

"If she has an adrenaline rush then she can go really high only for her to crash once the rush is over. There are so many factors into a blood sugar that keeping it between 90-140 is difficult," I breathed and I looked at her, "Thank you, you have been the most helpful person here." I responded, "You answered our questions,"

"I bet you have so many more,"

"We do but right now, I think that covers a lot of it."

"How did this happen? Nobody in our family has it." Troy questioned, the nurse turned around and took off her gloves. "It is very genetic but it also has to start somewhere in the family line. She was probably born with a mutation of sorts and it took a virus to kick it into effects. Her immune system decided that her pancreas just wasn't doing it's job or it messed up and attacked her own body causing the organ to shut down and cut off insulin function."

"So her body did this to her? It betrayed her?"

"Unfortunately, yes,"

I took a deep breath and I thanked Jamie again, I reached over for Logan's foot and I rubbed it gently. "Your dad is coming up here,"

"Now?"

"Yes, he is concerned about you," my eyes turned to Troy, "Are you?" He bit his lip and nodded, "I'm really concerned about you Gabi, I am really concerned about Logan and I can't help that this is my fault,"

"I already took blame,"

"You did nothing wrong, I just agreed. I haven't been nearly as focused on Logan either,"

"I don't want to hash this out here Troy,"

"I just want us back Gabriella,"

The full name stung against my cheeks as if he had slapped me, I went to sit next to Logan as I stroked her cheek gently, and "We got her help, that is all that matters."

"Of course,"

Troy's POV

Once I stole the phone from Gabi, I explained everything in more detail to Alex about Logan's condition. He was familiar because he had played with a teammate with the disease, which made me feel a hell of a lot better knowing it didn't disable you.

I then went to check on Gabi to see her talking to the nurse. I leaned into the doorway as a nurse showed Gabi about how to check a blood sugar and I watched Gabi listen intently. Her eyes firmly followed everything that was happening and I just watched as she asked questions and absorbed the information. Gabi was going to be great at taking care of Logan but she was also scared. She didn't know what it meant. She had no idea.

Once she decided to explain, I wanted to step in and we both asked questions. We worked as a team and to know that your daughter's body just started to attack it self was heartbreaking. Logan wasn't invincible to the world like she was supposed to be. Gabi and I were just arguing over everything and it fucking sucked. I couldn't do this anymore but things were not looking up with Logan sick.

She didn't want to talk about anything because now all she wanted to do was focus on Logan. She felt like she failed in one area of her life and that was Logan. That crushed my heart because she felt like she was failing in every area right now. Gabi was sitting next to Logan when a knock came at the door. My eyes looked over to see Alex standing in the doorway.

Gabi quickly got up and she ran over to embrace her dad in a tight hug. I watched and he looked over at me, "Troy," I nodded my head as I looked over at Logan again, "Do you guys want to go out in the hallway?"

Alex nodded as we went into the quiet hallway as the time fell after one in the morning. "How is she doing?"

"She isn't sure what is going on yet, she is confused, sleepy,"

"That's probably a good thing for now, how are you guys holding up?"

"Confused, don't know what is going on yet…" I said, Alex gave me a smile, "I understand. I don't know how to handle this for you guys. I have never been in such a situation with one of you three." Gabi nodded as she looked into the room with Logan, "I am going to go check on her,"

Gabi slipped by us, "I can see what you are talking about,"

"She has one thing in mind and that is Logan,"

"Hell, what is she going to do about work?"

"She already took tomorrow off, Joel will understand that she needs more time off." Alex nodded and he rubbed his jaw, "She is torn up,"

"She keeps blaming herself,"

"What are these marriage problems Troy?" this took me by surprise as I looked at him, I then looked away because I looked at Alex almost as a best friend of mine but when it came down to Gabi, I knew where he lied. He was her dad, that was his baby girl and I knew that if I told him everything that he would be pissed as fuck at me.

"Alex, I don't think this is the time or the place." I mumbled, "Are you hurting her Troy?" I snapped my attention to him, "Hell no, I would never lay a hand on her Alex,"

"Mentally?"

I rubbed my face, "Alex, I just don't think this is the time or the place. I know Gabi has told you,"

"She won't tell me shit,"

I looked back over at him, "What?" Gabi told her dad almost everything and so this surprised me, I squeezed the back of my neck gently as I looked over at Alex. "With the miscarriages, tommy john surgery, and a lot of bullshit we just have had a hard time okay? We are both going through a lot right now and I guess we have hit a breaking point. We have been together since our junior year of high school and have never fought like this once. We are both angry and I don't think we are angry at each other,"

Alex sighed, "She is blaming herself,"

"I know," I answered as I looked back at Gabi, "And I hate it because it isn't her fault."

"We'll convince of it eventually,"

"We'll make it Alex,"

"I know you guys will, I just hate seeing everything go down like this."

Gabi's POV

My dad left around three-thirty in the morning and I leaned back into the chair by the bed as Troy looked over outside the window. Logan turned her head gently and I got up as she woke up, "Mommy," I got up off the bed as I was becoming weary with sleep.

"I'm right here sweetie,"

"Cuddle with me,"

I nodded as I climbed up onto the bed next to her, my flip-flops being kicked off my feet and I crawled underneath the blanket. Logan nestled her face into my chest, "Is daddy here?" she asked, I nodded, "Right behind us," I said, she looked up and Troy looked over at her, "Daddy," Troy came over, "What's up Princess?"

"Cuddle," she tugged on Troy's hand and Troy looked at the cramped bed and I wondered if he thought he didn't want to touch me. Troy nodded as he picked up Logan gently and he slid onto the bed. He made a little nest for Logan and I smiled as Troy lay on his side, "Better,"

"Are you okay baby girl?" Troy kissed her forehead and Logan nodded her head as she was already falling asleep again. Troy glanced up at me and I glanced back at him, "She is going to be okay, Brie," I looked at Logan and I brushed her hair away. "We have so much to learn,"

"I know we do baby,"

"Don't leave me,"

Troy let out a long sigh and he looked over at me, "I will never leave you Gabi,"

"Then why are we fighting?"

He reached over for my hand, "Because we have lost our way but give us time with Logan to figure it out and then we can patch our marriage up,"

I nodded my head as Troy reached over to swipe a tear away, "I love you Gabi," my eyes blurred over and I looked at the two in front of me. Troy hadn't said those words in a really long time and I hadn't that it took until this moment for those words to come out and he truly mean them. "I love you too Troy,"

"We are going to fix us Gabi,"

Whew. A lot of you figured it out before hand but yes, Type 1 Diabetes has invaded their lives. I know a lot of you know, the ones who read The Truth about Forever, that diabetes is near and dear to my heart. When I was 10 I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes so it is in my life which is why it is in a lot of my stories. It's my life and I know it.

In TTAF it was Gabi the one tackling it but I am taking it from parents POV this time. Diabetes IS NOT the main focus of this story, a minor plot along the way that the Bolton clan has to overcome and conquer. Pretty much what my life is, Type 1 isn't who I am but something I have to fight. It isn't my story and it won't be this story either.

Thank you for sticking with me through these chapters you guys, you don't have much further to go before things start looking up for this family again and I promise you guys will love it again. You guys will be rewarded for your patience.

A lot of you are mentioning how the stories are similar (They will not stay this way.) but it really was just bad timing on my part of how the stories went down. I finished Unwritten and went into The Rescue but as you know - Diabetes will not be the main focus of this story! So yay!

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