Well, here is the second chapter of the 12th one. And I am having fun here at my grandmas. I went over to Reese's, that is my friend, and we had a ton of fun. Who knew you could have so mucg fun with chickens? First, all of his family's chickens got loose, and we had to chase them down. It was great. Then we had lunch and watched HSM. He had never seen it, so I forced him to watch it. And no, I didn't have it in my purse on purpose. (Innocent look on face).

P.S. The name of the last chapter was 'Will You Marry Me' backwads. Incase you didn't catch that...

Well, here you are!

It was mid afternoon by the time one of them came up with something to do.

"Want to watch a movie?" Chad asked, he was laying on the living room floor, flicking a plastic spider up in the air, then catching it again. Troy and Gabriella had finally gotten the twins to take a nap, and were sitting on the love seat. Taylor was sitting on the couch, watching Chad flick the spider up, scrunching her face up every time it came near her.

"Sure, as long as it will make you put that thing away." Taylor said, standing and walking over to the movie rack. Looking though it, she dropped back on the ground. "Gabriella, you have nothing to watch."

"Yes I do! Gabriella protested. "What kind of movie do you want to watch?"

"Something full of romance."

"Those movies are so full of crap. Nothing ever turns out the way they make it. I mean, come on! In one movie I watched, the girl ran off with the bad guy! The in another, it was just too easy the whole way through. And take 'Grease' for example. I think it was way too easy. The girl wanted to go back to the boy, so there was nothing wrong, once they got their heads on straight. All in all, I think it sucked." Troy said, knowing what was coming.

"What! That was a classic!" Chad turned to Troy, shouting loudly.

"Shh! The baby's are asleep!" Troy and Gabriella hissed quietly at the same time. Just as they said it, there was a loud, shrill, yell from upstairs.

"Chad..."Troy whined, getting up from his spot on the couch and walking up the stairs. When he arrived in the nursery, Rocket was crying, running his hands over his face and kicking his legs up in the air. "Hey, little guy." He picked Rocket up, holding him against his shoulder and rubbing his back. Rocket continued to cry loudly. "Come on...your gonna wake your sister...please..." It wasn't working. Troy was going to kill Chad. There was nothing worse than a cranky Rocket. Although he was only a week old, he was very loud. Deciding to take Rocket from where he would wake his sister, Troy walked down the stairs. Gabriella smiled sympathetically when she saw Troy.

"Here, let me take him for you. He likes me better." Gabriella grinned and took the loud baby from Troy, who dropped down on the couch, tired.

"Sorry, man. I didn't realize he was so loud," Chad said, looking at Rocket. "He must get that from you." Troy picked up the pillow from the couch he was sitting on and threw it at him. It hit Chad square in the face.

"OK, that's enough, kids," Gabriella said, smiling. She then turned to Taylor. "Hey, would you stay down here and make sure that they don't get into to much trouble? I have to go feed Rocket." Taylor nodded and Gabriella walked upstairs. She heard small, whimpering sounds coming from the nursery. Walking in, she went over to Raine's crib. She was awake, tears in her eyes. Gabriella was immediately worried. She could usually hear Raine when something was wrong. Placing Rocket in his crib, she went over and picked up Raine. She was wheezing now, the tears coming faster. Gabriella knew what it was.

"TROY!" He was up the stairs and in the nursery in record time. So was Chad and Taylor. By now Gabriella was crying herself. She ran to the door to meet them, already on her way downstairs to the car. "It's Raine! She is having trouble breathing!" Troy ran to get Rocket before running down the stairs himself. He bolted out of the door and ran to his car, which was parked in the driveway. Throwing open the door, he quickly, but gently, placed Rocket in his car seat. He then jumped into the driver seat. Gabriella was already in the car, holding Raine. She was now gasping, not able to make a sound.

Troy paced the waiting room of the ER. He and Gabriella had been there for nearly ten minutes, and the doctors still hadn't told them anything. Gabriella was sitting on one of the chairs, Rocket gripped tightly in her grasp. She was still crying. Troy walked over to her and sat down beside her. Chad and Taylor had followed in Chad's car, and were also waiting in chairs. Suddenly Troy's phone rang.

"Hello?" he said.

"Hello? Troy? Where are you? I have been trying to call the house phone forever! And Gabriella isn't picking up her phone either." It was a frantic Ms. Montez.

"We're at the hospital."

"What! Are you OK? Is it Gabriella?"

"No, it's Raine." Troy said, trying to fight back tears. He wouldn't be able to bear it if his little girl died.

"Oh, my God. Is she OK?"

"She was having t-trouble breathing. We don't know anything yet."

"I'm sorry. Can I talk to Gabriella?" Troy nodded, and then realizing she couldn't see him, muttered 'yes' and handed the phone to Gabriella.

"Mom?"

"It's me, sweetie. How are you? Would you like me to come over? Well, I'm coming anyway."

"Please. M-mom, please hurry."

"OK. I am on my way now. You hold in there, honey. She'll be fine." Gabriella said good-bye and hung up the phone, handing it back to Troy with her free hand. Just then a young doctor walked into the room.

"Mr. Bolton? Ms. Montez?" They stood, walking up to him. He seemed surprised that they were so young, but decided not to say anything. "I'm Dr. Carter. Your daughter is stable for now. Will you follow me?" They did. He led them into a small, white room. Raine was laying on a bed in the middle of the room, surrounded by machines. Gabriella started crying again. Raine looked so small, weak even, in the midst of everything.

"What happened?" Troy asked.

"Well, we're not sure. We have her hooked up to machines that are helping her breathe, and we are confident that she will be fine. But we don't know what caused her to stop breathing. Were there any small objects she could have swallowed? Medicines? We took an X-ray, and nothing showed up in her stomach, but if it was something that could have melted, or a pill of some sort, it wouldn't have." Gabriella thought for a minute, then shook her head.

"No, everything in her crib is too large to be swallowed. And we have no medications that aren't locked up. There was nothing she could have chocked on."

"Was there anything to indicate she was not well this morning or last night?" Again, they shook their heads. "Was she premature? She is small, and I have not had the time to dig up a chart on her yet."

"No, her and her brother were right on time." Troy said, placing his arm around Gabriella's shoulder.

"Did you smoke, do drugs or drink strong alcohol during your pregnancy?" He turned to Gabriella, who, once again, shook her head. "Well, then I was thinking that it is something passed on genetically. Is there any family history of something like this in either of your families?"

"No," Gabriella said, but Troy cut in.

"Does Asthma count?"

"Yes."

"Then yes, my family has a history of asthma. I have it myself."

"Asthma usually doesn't show up in children this young. It usually takes up to three years to show." He looked confused. "Medically, this is impossible. What do you think could have caused it?"

"Well, there was no smoke or dust, there was, however, a lot of pollen around. Um, some flowers our friends brought," Troy answered; Gabriella was holding Raine's hand, and not paying much attention to the doctor.

"That could be it, but we will need to run further tests to see if it is asthma. You can stay as long as you like. We will be moving her soon, so she can be alone in a room, not in the ER."

"Um, our parents are coming soon. Will you tell them where we are at?" Dr. Carter nodded, walking out. He knew that any grandparents would ask for them, so he didn't need to worry about knowing what they looked like. Troy turned to Gabriella.

"I'm scared, Troy."

'Why? The doctor told us she was doing fine." Rocket was whimpering quietly, but had the grace to keep quiet and let his mommy and daddy worry about his sister.

"What if something is wrong? What if she does have asthma?"

"If she does, it will be fine. I have it, and you didn't even know. Guess I should have told you, huh?" Gabriella nodded and continued to hold Raine's small, pale hand. She was dressed in nothing but a diaper. Troy kissed Gabriella on the forehead and wrapped his arms around her waist. Whatever it was, they would go through it together.

Believe it or not, the 'asthma' thing is going to play a huge part in the upcoming capters. No, I am not going to kill her...maybe? Well, I am going to go now. I hope you like this, and please review. My brother wants on, and I have to go help my grandma cook dinner.

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