Okay so after a VERY LONG three day wait to post anything (reviews, upload chapters, all that jazz), we can all upload/write reviews again! Hooray! Anyway, I decided to write this chapter before the whole story deserts me.

Also, just so you all know, I don't hate Gabriella. This is purely for the story that I'm making her like this; so don't worry, I don't really think Gabi is a terrible person, LOL! I love reading all the Troyella stories. So I just thought I'd let you all know I'm just doing this for the story.

Disclaimer: I only own the characters I made up; everything else belongs to Disney.

And Baby Makes Six (20?)

Wednesday Afternoon…

Ryan sat at his desk, trying to concentrate on the work in front of him. He had talked to his lawyer that morning, who told him that they would indeed try to make a case of it, since Gabi was abusing the rights she had with every other weekend; heck, she wasn't even using the weekends to be with her kids! Ryan shook his head and tried to get back to work when Emily, his secretary, poked her head in.

"Mr. Evans, you have a call on line one."

He nodded, "Thanks Emily." He then proceeded to pick up the phone and pressed the 'line 1' button. "Hello, Ryan Evans speaking."

"Ryan, it's me," Gabi said from the other end.

He cringed, since this was the very person he was trying to get his mind off of. "Hi, what's going on," he asked, trying to sound as civil as possible.

She sighed, "Listen I have so many papers to grade today and Rob's coming over for dinner and I don't think that I can…"

"Don't even say it," he said through clenched teeth. He knew she was about to tell him that she couldn't take the kids today.

"I can't pick up Theresa and Michael today," she finished, not listening to his 'warning.'

"So because 'Robbie dearest' is coming over for dinner, you have once again chosen him over your children; am I right," he said, getting angrier by the millisecond.

"He's not the only reason," she said, defending herself. "Like I said, I have a lot of papers to grade. I just don't think I'll have time to spend with the kids today, that's all," she said, hoping he would understand.

Okay and I married this woman, why? What on earth is wrong with her, he thought to himself before speaking again. "Gabi for goodness sakes, you're a teacher; of course you're going to have papers to grade, but you have always had papers to grade and they never used to get in the way of you spending time with the kids while we were married…then again that was before you started to spend time with Rob…"

"How dare you, Ryan! You know that Rob hasn't gotten in the way of me spending time with them."

He laughed angrily, "Yeah, right. Gabi, one of the reasons you never get to see the kids is because of Rob! You are always with him, which is why your own daughter doesn't want to spend time with you; since you never spend time with her!" He could tell this wasn't going to go anywhere. "Okay you know what, that's it. You don't want to see them, fine. I'll just call my lawyer and tell him…" No, he didn't want to do that. He didn't want to take away every single day Gabi had with her children. He couldn't do that; to them or to her. He took a deep breath and spoke, "Look," he said in a calmer voice, "Do you or do you not want to see the children this week," he asked, trying to negotiate something with her.

"Of course I do Ryan, but like I said, today is just a bad day."

He sighed, "All right, how about…tomorrow afternoon. Thursday. Does that work for you?"

She thought for a moment, "Yeah, I can take them tomorrow."

"Good. Um let's see, Theresa has ballet lessons at 4:30 to 5:30 and Michael has a doctor's appointment at 4:00. Think you can handle all that?"

"Yes, I know I can. I'm the one who signed her up for ballet, remember," she said.

"Actually you signed her up for tap, but she hated it, remember that? So I decided that perhaps ballet would be better," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh…right. Anyway, yeah, I can take her to ballet and Michael to the doctor at 5:00."

He rolled his eyes, "No Gabi, the appointment is at 4:00, not 5:00."

"I knew that…I did…look, I'll do it, okay," she said, clearly agitated.

"Good, thank you, and I'll tell the kids when I pick them up why mommy isn't there…again."

"Don't start, Ryan." And with that, she hung up the phone.

Ryan hung up as well and banged his head on his desk before calling his lawyer to see if he could take away one of the two weekends a month Gabi had with the kids. That way, she'd have one weekend and one weekday with them. Maybe she could work around her 'busy schedule' to find time to spend her 3 days a month with them.

Theresa sat on the steps of her school, waiting for her mom to come and pick her up. She was actually looking forward to having Gabi come and get her so she could spend some extra time with her. Theresa looked up when she heard a car approaching. Thinking it was Gabi, a small smile crept on to her face. When she saw that it was her dad, her face fell; she knew that her mom was not picking her up…again.

Ryan stopped the car and got out and walked over to Theresa, who was still sitting on the steps. He sat down beside her, "Hi kiddo, how are you doing?"

"She didn't want to pick me up, did she," she said solemnly.

"It's not that; she just had to grade a bunch of papers and she is already behind in doing so, so she said she would pick you and your brother up tomorrow," he said, telling her only half of the truth. He wasn't about to tell her that Gabi was going to spend the evening with Rob.

She nodded sadly, "Oh. But I have ballet tomorrow! Will she remember?"

"Yes, I told her you have ballet and Michael has a doctor's appointment. So don't worry, she'll make sure you get to ballet, okay?" He smiled, trying to make her feel better.

"Okay, daddy." She wiped the impending tears from her eyes.

He hugged her and walked her to the car. "So I got a call from Uncle Troy today and he invited us for dinner. How about it?"

She smiled, "Okay. But how did he know that mommy wasn't coming?"

"I told Aunt Sharpay and I guess she told Uncle Troy. Anyway, let's go get your brother and head on over there," he said as he helped her put her seatbelt on. He drove to Michael's school and walked into Michael's classroom.

When Michael saw Ryan, he ran over to him with a big smile on his face. He had obviously forgotten that his mom was supposed to come and get him today. "Dada!"

"Hey you," Ryan said as he picked him up and hugged him. He walked to his cubby and got Michael's things and walked back to the car and placed him in the car seat. "Okay, let's go to Aunt Sharpay and Uncle Troy's," Ryan said as he started the car and drove out of the school parking lot.

Troy sighed heavily, "Larissa, you don't have a choice here; go to your room now," he said, taking her hand and leading her to her room. She had decided to throw a temper tantrum over the fact that she had to stay late at school that day; when Troy picked her up, her teacher (who was no longer Alison…she had been…let go, to put it nicely) said that she threw an object across the room out of protest of having to stay late.

"I don't want to!" She yelled as she tried to make Troy let go of her hand.

When they got to her room, Troy sat her on the bed. "You can't get your way all the time; no one can, Larissa. Your mom and I had no choice today and you know that."

"It's all the dumb babies' fault. They always get picked up first," she said as she turned away from Troy.

He shook his head, "You are going to stay here until your uncle and cousins get here; understood?"

She didn't answer.

"I'll take that as a yes," he said as he left the room and went back downstairs to where Sharpay was. "So," he said as he kissed her cheek, "Why exactly does Ryan still have the kids? I thought that they were going to be with Gabi today."

Sharpay stopped chopping the vegetables and looked at him, "Because she is too busy with grading papers and…"

"And?"

"And spending time with Rob; ugh, I don't know what has gotten into her," she said as she went back to chopping the vegetables, this time with more vigor.

He saw this, "Hey, be careful. I don't want to have to take you to the hospital again," he said, referring to when she accidentally spilled boiling water on herself while trying to drain it out of a pot.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," she said as she continued to chop. The doorbell then rang. "Can you get that? I'm a little busy right now."

He nodded, "Yeah…just be careful, okay?" He kissed her before going to the door.

"Uncle Troy!" Theresa exclaimed when the door opened. She ran in and hugged her uncle.

"Well hello there, sweetie," he said as he knelt down to hug her. "Have a good day at school?"

She shook her head, "No, mommy didn't come get me," she said with her arms crossed.

"Well you'll see her tomorrow, right?" He asked, looking up at Ryan who nodded.

"Maybe…she might change her mind again," she said as she walked further inside to let Ryan and Michael in.

"She'll be there," Ryan said. "How was your day," he asked.

Troy nodded, "Well, other than Larissa getting in trouble at school, it was just fine," he said, remembering his daughter was still upstairs. "Um, I actually have to go talk to her, so…" He poked his head into the kitchen. "Hey, your brother's here," Troy said with a smile.

Sharpay put down what she was doing (she didn't cut herself) and walked quickly to her brother and hugged him. "How are you," she asked, still hugging him.

"All right I guess, I mean I've been better," he said quietly.

She nodded and looked at Michael, "Hi honey," she said, taking him from Ryan. "Would you like to see your cousins?" Michael smiled and nodded. She walked him into the family room where Kayleigh and Zachary were playing. The TV was playing in the background. "Look who's here," she said to the twins. They looked over and smiled. Sharpay set Michael down next to them and the three played together.

Ryan looked around, "Where's Ana?"

"She's upstairs taking a nap. I think she's coming down with a cold or something," she said as she led Theresa and Ryan to the kitchen.

"Aunt Sharpay, where's Larissa?"

Sharpay looked upstairs. "She uh…should be down in a few minutes," she said.

"Okay." Theresa walked into the family room and sat down.

"So," Sharpay said once Theresa was in another room, "What are you going to do about this?"

"I called my lawyer and told him that maybe Gabi should only get one weekend and one weekday a month with the kids, since she has only been seeing them that often ever since the hearing," he said shaking his head. "I just don't understand why she's acting like this."

She shrugged, "People change; sometimes for the best and other times for the worst."

"I guess." He looked over at Theresa who was sitting alone looking at one of Larissa's books. "It's just really taking a toll on Theresa. She was looking forward to Gabi picking her up today and when she didn't, she looked sadder than I've seen in a while."

Sharpay hugged Ryan, "It'll be okay. Maybe Gabi will come to her senses and want to spend the time with the kids."

"Yeah but she's pregnant, remember? And Michael is really mad at her for that. Every time she tries to hug him or anything, he starts to cry or gets up and walks in the other direction."

Troy and Larissa then came back downstairs. Larissa had her arms crossed. She saw Theresa looking at her book and hurried over to her and snatched the book away, "That's mine!"

Theresa just looked at her cousin, "I was just looking at it, sheesh." She walked over to Ryan.

"Okay, that's it," Troy said as he took the book from Larissa. "No TV time tonight. I warned you once and you didn't listen," he said before Larissa could protest.

Larissa glared at him and stomped back upstairs to her room and slammed the door.

Troy, who was right behind her, could hear crying. Larissa had woken her sister up. He opened the door and before he could walk in to comfort Ana, he heard Larissa…

"Oh shut up Ana!" She yelled as she sat down on her bed.

Troy walked into the room and picked up Ana and comforted her until she stopped crying. He set her down and looked at Larissa. "You are going to stay in here until dinner is ready, and after you eat, you will come straight back up here and change into your pajamas and go to bed," he said sternly.

"Hmph," was her reply.

Troy shook his head and picked up Ana and walked downstairs to where everyone else was.

Sharpay walked over to him, "What happened this time," she asked when she saw a very sleepy Ana in Troy's arms.

Troy explained what happened, to which Sharpay simply walked upstairs to Larissa's room. He turned to Ryan, "So, thankfully dinner's practically done."

Ryan looked at the stairs, "Is Larissa all right? I mean she's acting a little…"

"Like she used to," Troy finished. "Yeah, she's fine, but I think that there is still a lot of jealousy from the twins lingering around."

"Sounds like Theresa when Michael was born," he said, recalling Theresa's behavior, which was rather similar to Larissa's.

"Sibling rivalry," Troy said. "Same thing happened when we found out about Ana."

Ryan's cell phone then rang. "I'll be right back," he said, taking his phone out of its holder that was on his waist. "Hello…okay…no, you can't do that…because it's too soon, Gabi…I know I'm not your mother, but I do know that this is way too fast for the kids. Can't you at least wait until after the baby is born," he asked, rubbing his temples. "Of course I can't stop you, but don't say I didn't warn you when the kids' reactions are not going to be what you think they will...oh I'm sure they will," he said angrily, but softly enough so Theresa, who had gone back to the family room couldn't hear him. "Fine…look I've got to go…bye." He hung up the phone and put it back and walked back into the kitchen and slammed his fist on the table, regretting it right after he did so, since he winced in pain. "Ouch."

Troy looked at him, "What happened?"

"I slammed my fist a little too hard on the table…"

"I'm not talking about that," Troy said, "I'm talking about the phone. What happened?"

Ryan took a deep breath, "That was Gabi…she said that Rob asked her to marry him and she said yes; she wants to get married as soon as possible, which I think is a complete mistake…" He would have continued, but his voice had started to crack. Gabi wanted to get remarried already? But they had just gotten divorced a few months ago.

Sharpay came downstairs and saw Ryan. She rushed over to him, "What happened?"

"Gabi…she wants to…get remarried; apparently Rob asked her and she said she wants…" He stopped when he could feel tears appear in his eyes.

Sharpay pulled him into a hug, "I'm sorry," she said quietly. "So what are you going to tell the kids?"

He shrugged, "I haven't thought that far in advance. I'm hoping Gabi will tell them when she sees them tomorrow." He shook his head, "What am I going to do now?"

Dun, Dun, DUN! Yet another cliffhanger; but hopefully it won't last too long! So what do you think of what is going on now? Larissa's causing problems again and Gabi's being…very out of character! So please give me thoughts, opinions, ideas…all of those! So please review and thanks for reading! One other thing; do you want me to keep this story going for a while longer, or end it soon? Please let me know!