Cassidy jumped on the bed by her mother as her father was trying to finish up packing the suitcase they would take with them to the hospital. It was almost March and Troy wanted to be prepared for anything. "Is that it?" He asked, looking over at Gabriella who was giggling with her daughter. "Hey Laughs-a-Lot," Troy called to her again and she looked towards him with a smile on her face.

"Me?"

"You and mini you, yes. Is there anything else we need?"

"Did you remember the blanket?" Gabriella asked, looking towards him as he held up the baby blanket that his grandmother had made for them for Cassidy. "Good, we can't forget that."

"Never and I," Troy announced as he walked over to the bed and plopped down on it, "am tired."

Gabriella giggled at him as Cassidy ran back to her own room and she crawled up to lay beside him. "Is Mr. Bolton sleepy?" she asked as he turned towards her and propped himself up on one elbow and nodded his head. "You still gotta go to school tomorrow."

"Do I have to?" he whined, knowing full and well what her answer was going to be. Of course he had to go to school tomorrow, it was a testing day. And he was praying to every entity up in the heavens that his students actually studied the material he had been talking about for the past three weeks.

"Yea, you have to, even though Cassidy and I would love to kidnap you and make you stay home with us," she told him, letting her hands drift over her belly more than once.

It was still amazing to him how with just once touch, as he wrapped her fingers in his and settled both their hands on their daughter inside of her, that it felt just as amazing now as it did then, when they first met. If you had told Troy Bolton that almost nine years ago he would meet the girl of his dreams in high school and would never look back, he would flat out tell you that you were crazy and drive you up to the psychiatric hospital himself. But now…now it had all changed. And Troy wasn't complaining one bit.