A/N: Okay, time travel time. I know nothing is mentioned about the jigsaw in this chapter but it will in the next. Five years into the future lol. Just for ages:

Gabriella, Sharpay, Zeke - 20

Troy, Chad, Taylor - 26

Derek, Samantha - 23

I don't own:

HSM

I do own:

Derek

Samantha

Rachel

Olivia

Storyline


Chapter 28 – Five years later

Gabriella blew a raspberry at the tiny girl who was lying on the grass in front of her. "Are you going to be a good girl and eat your food nicely, Via?"

The little girl's name was really Olivia but Gabriella instantly branded her as 'Via' instead. Olivia, who was about eighteen months old by now, had short hair that was a mix of both her father's and mother's, creating a light brown that had already started to curl which, Gabriella assumed, she inherited from her mother. Her skin was slightly tanned but that high lighted her blue eyes. She was wearing a soft yellow summer dress that high lighted her skin complexion.

Gabriella had been attending college and was in her second year of training to be a teacher, just turning twenty. She was focussing on teaching chemistry and was enjoying every minute of it. Sharpay was studying fashion design and Zeke was studying catering. Derek had graduated college two years ago, along with Samantha. He had studied medical while she studied architecture. They had stayed strong, much to everybody's amazement, and had got married a few months after graduation. Taylor had taken up a job at East High as an algebra teacher and Chad had opened up a gym close by to the school.

Gabriella shook her head, clearing her thoughts, when Olivia started babbling. She sighed. "Via, your daddy's going to be mad at me if you don't have your food. And I don't want that. Your daddy's scary when he's angry. But I love him." She smiled to the baby girl, softly stroking her hair.

Olivia giggled at Gabriella's touch and started blowing bubbles out of her saliva.

"Oh, Via!" Gabriella exclaimed, grabbing a bib from her bag and wiped the little girl's mouth. She was sat on the floor, under the shade of some trees, trying to have a picnic with Olivia. It turned out to be Gabriella making sure she was clean and making sure she ate. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Gabriella?" A familiar voice asked.

Gabriella looked up and smiled at Troy. He was now twenty-six and he was wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a simple white button up shirt. She got to her feet and smiled all the more. She was wearing a pale pink, knee-length skit and a plain white tank top. "Hi Troy."

"Hey. It's great to see you." He exclaimed, hugging her tightly.

She pulled back slightly when she felt something hit her foot and she looked down to see Olivia on her hands and knees, crawling over their feet. "Via!" She bent down and scooped the little girl into her arms, tickling her stomach. "You're such a silly billy!"

Troy looked on in amusement. "Who's this gorgeous girl?"

Gabriella smiled proudly down at Olivia, enjoying the sound of her giggling. "This is Olivia. Olivia, this is your Uncle Troy."

Troy stroked her hair. "What's up, baby girl?" He paused for a but but felt the need to ask as they both sat down on the grass, Olivia still in Gabriella's arms. "Is she yours?"

Gabriella snapped her head up. "What?" She burst out laughing. "Mine? I wish. She's Derek's. He married Samantha and a couple of months later, they found out she was pregnant." (A/N: bet you didn't see that coming. Maybe you did. Anyway on with the story) She giggled silently when she saw Troy breathe a sigh of relief.

"Oh, well, congratulations to Derek. Rachel did mention something about Derek and Samantha. To be honest, I wasn't listening." Troy admitted. "Where is Derek?"

"Oh, he wanted some 'quality time' with Samantha. Who knows what that means?" She shuddered and looked down to her niece. "Are you going to eat some food for Uncle Troy?"

Olivia simply babbled. "Twoy!"

She shook her head in disbelief. "Amazing. She took three weeks to say my name and three seconds to say yours."

"Hey I'm a charmer." Troy said modestly.

"Do you want to feed her?" She asked softly.

"Sure." Troy replied, taking Olivia and the little girl gladly sucked the plastic spoon he placed in her mouth. "So, how's everyone?"

"Still together. Even Zeke and Shar." She giggled.

"And Chad and Tay." Troy pointed out, wiping Olivia's mouth with her bib.

"Yeah. I'm not sure which one is more unlikely." She said thoughtfully. She gained eye contact with Troy as they answered simultaneously. "Chad and Tay!"

Troy laughed. "Anyway, how have you been?"

Gabriella leaned back on her hands, her legs stretched out in front of her. "I'm...great. I really am. But, can you keep a secret?"

Troy raised her eyebrows. "I kept us a secret."

"Well, I feel better now you're here." She whispered, blushing immensely.

Troy chuckled, leaning over Olivia to kiss her lips quickly. "No need to be embarrassed around me."

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "How long are you here for?"

Troy packed the food away and set Olivia's feet on the blanket that was covering the grass where she started bouncing up and down. "Three days." He whispered, avoiding eye contact.

Gabriella was silent for a while, thinking. "Troy, do you want to come over tonight? I'm staying with my mama over Easter break and she's staying at one of her friends' tonight."

Troy smiled at her. "I'd like that. Want me to bring anything?"

"Just yourself." She smiled softly across at him.


Samantha groaned as they set foot in yet another shop. "I thought Sharpay was bad."

"So did I." Sharpay agreed. "I've never seen her like this before. Whatever she's planning tonight, it must be special."

Taylor groaned. "Do you think they could..."

Sharpay gasped. They were a fair few feet behind Gabriella so she wouldn't hear. "Do you think so?"

Samantha caught on with Taylor. "I see where you're going with this. When it was my first time with Derek, he went to great lengths to make it special. And Gabby seems to be going to great lengths considering this is the third mall we've been in!"

Taylor laughed. "Remember when you got married?"

Samantha nodded. "And then there was when I was pregnant."

"That was serious shopping and all but she must really want this." Sharpay concluded quietly. "We all know she hasn't fully got over Troy and we also know Troy isn't over her. When we're in LA at college, in our apartment, she locks herself in her room and listen to that CD he gave her before he left."

"When Derek and I visited him in New York he just rehearsed his lines all of the time we were there. I suppose to keep his mind occupied." Samantha explained.

"He was like that when Chad and I visited. Never talking about anything other than Hairspray." Taylor shook her head. "But, he's only here for three days! That's not enough to build a strong relationship that can last that amount of distance."

"I don't think she's ready a relationship with him again. I think she just wants him to have her virginity." Sharpay said softly.


Gabriella looked in her mirror. Now she thought about it, after walking through over twenty stores in three malls, she had bought an outfit like the ones she already owned. It was a simple black skirt that fell just above the knees and a pink button up blouse.

She jumped when the doorbell rang and she bounded down the stairs giddily and pulled the door open. "Hi, Troy. Derek? What are you doing here?" She quickly re-did another button on her blouse up, knowing what Derek would say.

"Samantha's moody again. She kicked me out. Again." Derek said in exasperation.

"But you can't stay here tonight. Troy's coming round." She explained quickly.

"So? I'll be upstairs the whole time." He promised.

"That's what I was afraid of." She muttered. "Can you go to Zeke's or Chad and Tay's?"

Derek sighed. "This night is important to you, isn't it?"

Gabriella nodded. "Yes, Derek. Please. Tomorrow, you can come here. Sam will probably take you back before then anyway. Do you know why she's moody?"

"No. I wish I did. It's always the same when she gets these mood swings." His eyes lit up when the realisation hit him. "I've got to go. Bye Gabby. Love you." He dashed out of the door.

Gabriella sighed, the door still wide open. "Love you too." She called, slumping against the wall and rubbing her forehead tiredly.

"I hope you're not too tired for our date." A voice said softly.

She looked up and saw Troy leaning casually against the door frame, his arms folded and one leg crossed over his other. He was wearing black jeans and a black button up shirt open over a white wife beater. She ran up to him and jumped into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She leaned down and kissed him, finally happy that they could kiss in public!

Troy pulled back and smiled. "That's one way to greet a guy." He stepped inside the house and shut the door behind him, carrying her into the lounge and laid her softly on the couch, climbing on top of her, being careful not to crush her with his weight. "You know, you've got even more beautiful in the five years, three months and four days we haven't seen each other."

She raised her eyebrows. "It feels so good to just kiss you whenever I want." She whispered, her hands roaming his back, liking the fact he had got even more muscular.

Troy grinned at her. "I know. Derek visited me and said you turned eighteen. I was so happy."

"I can see why." She whispered before he pushed his mouth hungrily over hers. His tongue immediately started a furious battle with her own as she opened her mouth. Her hands quickly slipped the black shirt from his shoulders and dropped it to the floor before slipping her arms around his neck, pushing his body completely onto hers. She moaned when Troy's hands slipped between their bodies, quickly yanking the buttons of her blous open.

Troy pulled back when the need for oxygen was too much. He was breathing heavily, as was Gabriella, and he gazed down at her, brushing some dark curls behind her ear. He only then really noticed that she had had her hair cut to just below the shoulders, still with its natural curls. (A/N: Like in HSM2). "You had your hair cut."

"Thank you, captain observant." She said cheekily.

"That hurt, Brie." He said, leaning up on his right hand and holding his chest with his left.

She giggled innocently. "You'll live, I'm sure. Hitting your head on a door frame has to hurt more, right?"

Troy nodded, kissing her forehead. "You got a point there. I think it actually hurt more than that killer of a hangover I went through while I was still remembering."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't sympathise because the hangover was-"

"-self inflicted. I know." Troy finished, smirking down at her, softly guiding the pink material off of her shoulders, leaving her in a plain white bra and her skirt.

"Troy?" She asked quietly as he rested his head in the familiar place of her cleavage, noticing, not in a pervert kind of way, that her breasts had also got bigger.

She's grown up so much. He thought. But then he realised he hadn't answered her. "Yeah?"

"Would you take something from me if I offered it?" She whispered, stroking his hair.

"I guess it would depend on what it is." He said in confusion.

"Then let me give you something I don't want anyone else to have." She said softly, forcing Troy to sit up opposite her as she took a sitting position.

"What is it?" Troy asked seriously.

Gabriella took a deep breath, closing her eyes. "My virginity. Troy, I want you to make love to me. I know you're going wherever in a couple of days and that's why I want to do this now. Otherwise, I know I'll regret it."

Troy stared at her thoughtfully. "You sure you want this?"

She nodded quietly, avoiding eye contact and blushing terribly. "This was a big mistake. Pretend I didn't say anything." She said quickly, trying to get her shirt on the right way.

Troy chuckled and held her hands in place, preventing her from moving. He looked into her eyes and smiled. "I never said I didn't want to because I do. I just don't want to hurt you and I know by doing this, I will."

She nodded her head confidently. "I know. But, I need to do this. I don't know when I'll see you again and I don't want to spend the rest of my life wondering if this should've happened and I was stupid enough to let it go."

Troy smiled softly at her and kissed her lightly on the lips before standing up, offering her his hand. "Come on, then. I think your first time should be on a bed, not a couch."

She giggled, taking his hand as he pulled her up. "I think you're right." She leaned up on her tiptoes, finally being able to reach his lips after growing a few inches.

He pulled back and smiled. "You've grown up. In more ways than one."