Coach Bolton sat on a very uncomfortable chair in the waiting room of the hospital. He couldn't help think that a hospital should have chairs that people could sit in and think without the chair's lack of comfortableness getting into their thoughts.

He ran a hand through his hair. What had he done wrong? He tried to make Troy happy, healthy, yet he still collapsed at practice. Jack had no idea what could have caused the sudden fall. He kept reliving his most recent memory.

Jack knelt beside his son checking for a pulse, while Chad put his ear over Troy's mouth to see if he was breathing. He could feel a very weak pulse. He heard a sigh of relief come from Chad, meaning Troy was breathing. Zeke, who's mother was a nurse, grabbed Troy's legs and held them as if they were in the seat of a chair. Jack trusted him completely, knowing Zeke knew more about medicine than he did.

Troy's eyes fluttered open, and Jack felt a tear of happiness fall down his cheek and onto the court beside Troy. His son's face held a frightened look and he moved his head trying to find out where he was. "You're in the gym Troy," Chad said.

Jack became worried when Troy started to shake, but Jason assured him that Troy shook when he was scared or upset. "Coach, we should probably get him to the hospital," Zeke said. "Just to make sure nothing is wrong, I mean, 16-year-olds don't normally faint. Unless... but there's no blood here and he doesn't faint at the sight of blood." The last bit was more to himself than to the group.

Jack nodded his head and picked up his son off the ground. He was shocked, Troy felt like a feather in his arms. "Don't be scared Buddy okay," he had said using the nickname that he had used when Troy couldn't pronounce his name. Troy was a pretty hard name for the kid to say. Troy just nodded his head and gulped.

The coach had heard Chad barking orders, for Jason to get Mack and Zeke to get Gabriella and bring them to the hospital.

He'd only been there for a few minutes-although it seemed like hours- but he was scared. What if something was really wrong with Troy. All sorts of 'what if' situations flooded his brain. He looked at all the other families in the waiting room. Most of them had a mother, father, children, aunts and uncles. He felt a feeling a hate fill him. He was here for his son, who was still young and carefree. They were here for some old person who was going to die soon anyway.

His eyes widened, what was happening to him? He took out his wallet and looked at the pictures of Troy and Mack when they were little. He chuckled a little at Troy's first grade picture, he had one of his front teeth missing.

"Coach, how is he?" Jack turned to see Chad run up. He had the team behind him, minus Jason and Zeke who were doing there assigned jobs.

"I don't know, they wont tell me." He said. Chad nodded his head and sat down with the team. An elderly woman came and sat down next to Jack. "You're new," she said.

Jack gave her a look and she continued. "You're new, I come here everyday. Son or daughter in the hospital?"

"Son," Jack replied, his voice shaky. He felt like he could talk to her and tell her his whole story.

"Nothing serious I hope."

"We don't know yet."

She nodded her head. She looked to the doors that led to the outside, as if she expected something to happen. Just as she did, Zeke and Gabriella came running in with Ryan, Sharpay and Taylor behind them. "They with you?" She asked. Jack nodded.

"That your son?" She pointed at the picture he had been looking at earlier. "He'll be alright."

Jack looked at her, she was smiling. "He is a cute kid, he'll make it. No one could take away that face."

"He's older now," Jack said, wanting to make sure she knew that before she lifted his spirits.

"I know, the older they get, the cuter they become." She flipped the pictures before finding Troy's most recent school picture. "He looks like a fighter, strong-willed. He'll be okay."

"How do you know?"

She laughed, "it is a gift." The doors opened again. An older couple walked in, tears staining their faces. "They weren't so lucky, no?" The woman said to Jack.

"Mr. Bolton?" Jack looked up to see a doctor standing before him. He was young and tall with light brown hair and blue eyes. He reminded Jack of Troy. "I'm Dr. Andrews, I'm taking care of Troy."

Jack nodded and noticed that elderly lady had gone. She was nowhere to be seen. "Oh, Mrs. Quinn is always here. Ever since her son died, she likes to cheer parents in the waiting room up. No one knows how she does it or how she can tell the difference between parents and other family members. Now, follow me."

Dr. Andrews led Jack down the hall to his office. He noticed that the office was filled with heart models and diagrams. Jack also noticed the diploma behind him- NYU. Taking a closer look at Dr. Andrews' desk, he noticed the name plate- Sam Andrews, Pediatric Cardiologist. Jack blinked to make sure he saw right.

"Mr. Bolton, don't be alarmed. We're still performing tests on Troy." Jack looked up and Dr. Andrews motioned for him to sit down. "Should we wait for his mother?"

"No, she's away on business, I'll contact her later. No use worrying her over something she can't help."

"Alright. Now, we've asked him a series of questions about his fainting, to make sure that it wasn't a seizure that caused it. But, I could tell he was scared to death, so I'm going to ask you a few of the questions if thats okay-"

"Of course," Jack interrupted.

"Alright, have there been any family problems. A fight maybe..."

Jack thought about it. The thing about Troy and Mack would count as a problem right. "I guess if you count a sibling argument a fight." Dr. Andrews pulled out a pad of paper and started to take notes.

"How about changes in behavior?"

Jack nodded almost immediately. "Is it from stress or-"

"Yes, he's trying to take everything on at once."

"When was the last time he slept?"

Jack didn't know how to answer this. He had no idea. He had told Troy to go home and rest, but he doubted that he did. "I don't know. You could ask his friends if you need the information, they'll know, he tells them everything."

Dr. Andrews nodded, "they are here right?"

"Yes."

"Tell me names, I'll go talk to them, you can go see Troy."

"Chad Danforth, Zeke Baylor and Jason Cross."

Dr. Andrews walked out of the room, leaving Jack to go to Troy's room. He didn't know which way to go, all he knew was the number 546. After a few minutes of wandering down the halls, a nurse stopped him and gave him directions. Jack opened the door- once he found it- and walked in. The hospital surroundings made Troy look that much more sick. He noticed his eyes, that looked like they needed sleep and his face was pale from being afraid. Troy was hooked up to a heart monitor (EKG) that was beeping every few seconds. He also had sensors on his head, a brain wave test (EEG). Troy looked over to the door, "hey Dad."

"Look at all the stuff you're connected to," Jack said amazed that a 'healthy' kid could be hooked up to so many machines. "What else did they do?"

"They took a x-ray of my chest and they took an ultrasound of my heart. I was just unconscious, it's not like I almost died. There is nothing wrong with me, I would have known."

Jack sighed. "Troy, they have to make sure they know whats going on with you."

"I know, but they asked me all kinds of stupid questions."

"That's part of their job Troy."

"Hey dad, remember the other day when you said you didn't want me making the same mistake you did, what was the mistake?" Jack was about to reply when the door creaked open and shut. Mack walked in very slowly, fighting back tears as she looked at Troy.

"I heard about you not sleeping Troy. It's all my fault."

"No, Mack it's not," Troy said, trying to convince her. "I jumped to conclusions that weren't right. Unless you do think I'm a monster." She shook her head and he held out his arms as best he could around the wires. As she walked over, she tripped over a cord and fell on top of him, moving one of the wires and making the heart monitor flat line.

I don't know if all of it is medically right, but I tried! I'm sorry if some of it's wrong and someone takes it the wrong way. I've never experienced fainting, but one of my friends faints at the sight of blood, so I thought about what happens to her a little.

I had to tell you that Mack messed up the wires, I couldn't make you think Troy's heart stopped. So do you think Mrs. Quinn is right with her gift? Hope you liked this one as much as you liked the other ones. REVIEW!