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Lacy struggled between life and death that Christmas day. Gabriella knew that she would accept either. Lacy was not afraid of death, and hopefully her courage through all her experiences would help her go through death as painlessly as possible.

Lacy was exhausted. She looked as if she had just given birth five times in a row.

"Gabriella, can I talk to you privately?" Lacy sounded so much older. She sure had gone through enough pain to be an adult.

"Sure." The rest of her friends and Lacy's family left the room.

Lacy took Gabriella's hand. "Gabi…If I die today-"

"Lacy, you are not going to die." Gabriella burst into tears.

"Gabi, if it's my time, then I will have to go. But Gabi, I need you to do me one or two things."

"Alright." She agreed.

"First off, try to find someone else for Ryan. I never should have put him through this pain. Help him heal, recover. I don't want him getting hurt too much."

"Okay." Gabriella nodded her head. "Anything else?"

"Look, I need to make sure you'll be okay. Gabi, you have to win this war. And I'm happy to have fought some by your side, but we can't fight forever. I need you to keep fighting for me. Okay? For me."

Lacy was obviously greatly tired from her monologue. Gabriella took her hand and held it. For a few minutes, Gabriella just sat there, next to Lacy, crying, but she finally decided to call the rest in. It wasn't fair to them, either.

And so all the people that had surrounded Gabriella as well as Lacy over the past few months stood in silence, hoping for the best. This wasn't how Christmas was supposed to be. It was the season of joy and happiness, of giving to others. Gabriella was willing to do anything if it meant Lacy would be alright.

Finally, something happened. It seemed as if, against all odds, Lacy was going to be alright, at least for the time being. She became more energetic and even was able to stand. It seemed as if some type of a miracle had come their way, just in time for the holidays.

Gabriella had been so scared for lacy. And she still was. She always would be, for as long as Lacy lived. Who knew, maybe she had another few years, Gabriella dared to hope. Or it could even be a few more hours. But either way, Lacy deserved to have the best time ever.

That evening, everybody sat around the fireplace at Lacy's house, keeping warm and talking about memories. There was Lacy with Ryan's arm wrapped around her, and Taylor and Chad, smiling at each other, and Kelsi and Jason, holding hands, and Sharpay and Martha and everyone else, there to support Lacy in the time when she needed it most.

As Gabriella looked around the room, she knew that if she died in just another minute, that would be okay, because she would be surrounded by the people that she loved the most. The people that had gotten her through everything, that had been there for her. It was okay for her to die. It was okay…

Slowly but surely the room began to fade out. It was turning into a shade of grey. Where was Troy? It was like a fog machine was overworking. She couldn't see anything. And them suddenly she was spiraling into nothingness, into blackness.