The first official chapter of 2011! HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hope all your new year's resolutions work out.

CHAPTER 26

A light shined brightly causing Troy Bolton to wake up slowly. He felt dizzy, light-headed, and it sort of felt like he was floating. He knew this feeling from his senior year of high school. He was on something. What the hell? I didn't take anything. He thought to himself.

Then he noticed his surroundings. He was in a hospital bed. He knew this hospital and then the events of last night came flooding back quickly in his mind. Gabriella! Melody! He slowly tried to get up but felt something pressed against his left wrist.

Handcuffs. He was handcuffed to the bed and then he noticed the cops posted at the door. He was still feelings the effects of the medication but he was able to make out two words...names in fact while the cops talked: Benson. Stabler.

This can't be happening! He had to get out of this hospital. He had to find his wife and child. They are his whole reason for existing. Fame and fortune were nothing compared to them. Then he felt a slight pain in his side. He lifted up his shirt and saw a bloodied bandage.

That son of a bitch stabbed me! Oh my god! Gabriella! His blood pressure began to rise and his heart rate increased. The machines he was hooked up to were beginning to beep like crazy. He began to feel light-headed again and a doctor and a nurse rushed into his room.

Benson and Stabler exited the elevator and saw the door to Bolton's room was closed. They walked up to the cops posted in front of it.

" que paso?" Benson asked them. Before they could answer the doctor and nurse exited the room.

"Doctor?" She asked.

He replied in Spanish. "He popped a stitch and had a slight panic attack but he stable now. He keeps asking for his wife."

"Gracias." Benson said and walked into Bolton's room.

Bolton was lying down looking at the ceiling. He glanced at them as he came in and roll his eyes. He sighed. "Not the two people I wanted to see." He said softly.

"Well hello to you too. Long time no see." Stabler said.

"How did you find us?" Bolton asked.

"Believe it or not, a tourist caught you on film." Stabler answered and Bolton sighed. He rubbed his eyes with his right hand.

"Where's Gabriella? Melody?" Bolton asked. Benson and Stabler looked at each other. "Just tell me where they are damn it!" He shouted.

"Your daughter is with your parents." Benson asked.

"My parents?" He asked.

"You've been unconscious for three days." Benson replied.

"Three days?" Bolton whispered in shock. "Gabriella? What about Gabriella?"

Benson eyes became sympathetic. "She suffered a gunshot wound to the abdomen. She lost a lot of blood and has two surgeries..."

Bolton cut her off. "Is she dead?" Tears began to fall down his face.

"No but she hasn't woken up yet. And the doctors don't know when she will." Stabler answered.

"But she's...she's pregnant." Stabler was surprised by the response and looked at Benson. Bolton looked away from them as more tears began to stream down his face.

"Daddy!" Bolton looked at the door and saw his two year old daughter with his parents.

"Melody!" He wiped the tears from his eyes. The little girl ran up to him and jumped onto his bed. He slightly groaned from the force when she landed on the bed.

"Be careful, honey." Lucille Bolton said. Jack Bolton gave a dirty look over to Benson and Stabler. They quietly left the room.

"I missed you, Daddy." Melody said with a lisp and snuggled up with him. He put his arms around her.

"I missed you too., my sweet Melody. The handcuffed rattled against the railing.

"What's that Daddy?" Melody pointed to the handcuffs.

"Oh this." He held up his left hand and made a worried glance towards his parents. "It's just here so Daddy doesn't hurt himself. Nothing for you to worry about." He smiled at his daughter.

"Ok." And the subject was soon forgotten.

"Where's Mommy. Cause I wanna tell her about what me and Grandma and Grandpa did. We went, we went to the park and we got ice cream, and we, and we did lots of stuff." The little girl was so excited and Troy smile disappeared. "What's wrong Daddy?"

"Melody, Mommy's hurt so the doctors have to help her feel better." Troy said while he stroked her hair.

"Can they just kiss it and give her a band-aid like she does?" She asked.

"No, sweetie. But I wish they could." Troy answered sadly.

"When are you coming home?" Melody asked.

The tears returned as he answered her question. "I don't know."

Troy sat in a wheelchair beside Gabriella's bedside. Gabriella lay in her hospital bed hooked up to all sorts of machines, but it only looked like she was sleeping. Troy found it hard to sleep without Gabriella laying next to him.

He held her hand tenderly. "Wake up." He said quietly. "Please wake up. Gabriella...Melody needs her mom. I need you. I can't imagine my life without you. So please wake up." He kissed her hand and began to quietly sob.

The doctor had already told him the bad news. Gabriella has miscarried. And there was a chance she might not wake up due to all the blood loss.

Benson and Stabler watched from the doorway of Gabriella's hospital room. They couldn't help but feel sorry for Bolton. He was more than that arogant, narcissit they investigated two years ago. He was now a loving and caring husband and father.

They were working on getting Bolton extradited back to the United States but Troy Montez was an upstanding citizen so it was hard for people to believe he was a figutive.

Benson and Stabler entered the room. "What do you want?" Bolton asked quietly, not even looking up at them. He stroked Gabriella's hand.

"You're extradition was approved...and your proposal to have it postponed until Gabriella wakes up was denied." Stabler said sympatheically. Bolton closed his eyes and tears began to stream down his cheeks. "I tried puting in a good word for you...but when you are discharged from here, you'll be taken straight to the airport."

They turned to leave the room. "Thank you." Bolton said quietly. Stabler nodded towards him and then they left the room.