Well, here is another chapter. I am glad that people enjoyed the last one. I know many, many people are going to be mad at me throughout the nexrt few chapters, but that is why I write fanfiction. I like to make people cry, laugh, be mad, or happy. I hope I can add a few of those emotions into this chapter.

P.S. I do not have a beta, all mistakes are mine.

Two Months Later

Gabriella smiled as she sat with Zach, one of the kids she was teaching to sing. He had been taking private lessons after school, because his dad did not want him to sing, so he had to do it secertly. His cover story was that he had extra Math lessons after school.

"Zach, would you please sing this next line to me?" He nodded and took the sheat from Gabriella, scanning the paper. Each line was colored a different color, and each meant a different thing. He started singing, words of meaning flowing freely from his mouth. As soon as he was done, Gabriella smiled.

"Great! Wel-" Gabriella suddenly doubled over, grabbing her stomach in pain. Zach was at her side in seconds, helping her lay on the floor.

"Mrs. Bolton! What's wrong?" When she didn't answer, Zach ran to the phone on the far wall and picked it up, dialing 911 with shakey fingers. When the opperater picked up, he started talking. "My music teacher...something's wrong..."

"Calm down. Now, please tell me where you are at." Zach rattled off the address of the school and hung up, running back to Gabriella's side. She had passed out by now.

Zach was sitting in the ER waiting room, nervously picking at his song sheet. He was pulled from his thoughts when a man entered the ER with two kids. He smiled a little when he realized that it was the Boltons.

"Zach, where is Gabriella?"

"She is with the doctors. They told me to wait here."

"Thank you. Um...would you watch Kessie and Deigo for a minute?" Zach nodded and took the sleeping girl from Mr. Boltonwhille Deigo sat beside him. Troy then walked up to the front desk and knocked on the glass. The desk clerk poked her head out from under the table. She had been, apearently, looking for something.

"I'm looking for Gabriella Bolton."

"Gabriella...Oh, here we are. She is in room ten. Of what relation are you? Only immedatly family is aloud to see her."

"I am her husband."

"OK. Would you please follow me?" Troy nodded and quickly took Kessie from Zach, Deigo following him. He promised that he would let Zach see Gabriella as soon as he was allowed to and then went with the nurse. Soon, he entered a large room with three beds in it. Gabriella was in the middle one, the other two empty. She had an IV in her arm, but besides that, she was awake and looked fine.

"Mommy!" Deigo ran over, hoding onto the side of the bed and trying to climb up. After several failed attempts, he just sat on the floor, arms crossed across his chest. Troy laughed and walked over, picking him up after handing Kessie to Gabriella.

"So, whats wrong?" Troy asked Gabriella. She just smiled a little and turned to the doctor.

"Could I have a minute with my family?" She nodded and left, placing Gabriella's chart back onm the end of the bed before walking out. Gabriella then turned to Kessie. "Your wish came true." Kessie frowned for a second, trying to remember a wish. Troy understood immedatly. He jumped up.

"Yahoo!" Grabbing Gabriella, he pulled her into a hug.

"Wat wis?" Kessie asked.

"Your going to have a baby brother or sister soon." Kessie grinned, bouncing up and down on the bed. The family talked for a while more before the doctor came back in and asked to talk to Troy and Gabriella. Kessie had fallen asleep again, and Deigo was sitting on one of the other beds, playing with a toy truck Troy had brought him.

"I need to go over the risks and negatives of this pregnancy." Gabriella nodded, a worried look on her face. "First, you are not to get out of bed accept to go to the restroom. Complete bed rest. Second, you will be taking several drugs to help you maintain this pregnancy."

"Will they hurt the baby?" Gabriella asked.

"No. Your main worry with be the umbilicalcord. With Kessie, food andother necesitieswere not getting through the cord for some reason, that is why we had to induce labor at seven months.With you on bedrest, the drugs will help relax the cord and let blood andfood flow through freely. Again, we are going to have to induce labor at six or seven months, we will fight to get the baby to seven months, but I do not think it is going to happen. But 60 percentof baby's born at six and a half months will survive with only minor, or major, lung conditions." The doctor stopped talking to let Gabriella and Troy take all the information in.

"What about the baby's lungs? When Kessie was born, she was put on a ventilator, and the pressure of the oxygen flowing through her weak lungs almost ripped them open." Troy asked, recalling the memory.

"Well, the drug that we gave to Kessie was expermental, like we told you, but it proved to be such a success, we tried it on other premature baby's, with the parents OK, or coarse. But it was approved and it is now given to all premature baby's. A good 70 percent of all baby's who take it, have a good chance of their lungs being OK." The doctor paused to take a breath. "Another problem. With Kessie, throughout your first two months, you had serious nausa problems, thus making it hard to keep food down. This new baby is going to be very weak if it does not get the right amountfood, and we want it as strong as possible because it is going to be premature. We might have to feed you through a feeding tube, which will improve your chances of keeping food down. If it does not, we will admit you to the hospital, and directly feed the baby through a tube we will insert by means of going in like we would a cathter tube. We will hook it to the umbilical cord and feedthe babydirectly. Any questions so far?"

"If that does happen, how long will I be in the hospital?" Gabriella asked, trying to remember everything the doctor had told them so far.

"Until the nausa is gone. When you enter your second trimester, your chances of a miscarrige are going to go down, but it is still possible that you will go into premature labor. If you start to have contractions, come in and we will place a cerclage at the entrance of your cervix. The purpose of this would be to keep most of the baby's weight off of your cervix, therefore making your chaces of carrying later into term better." He smiled at them. "Questions?"

"Nope...wait, one. Will the cerclage hurt?"

"A little at first, but it should go away." Gabriella nodded. "Now, when you are releaced, I am going to show you how to use the medications and I want you to go home, and get in bed. And stay there. You will have all meals in bed if possible, as well."

"So I turn into a blimp from lack of exersize?" Gabriella joked.

"Probably not, because it is unlikely that you will be able to keep a lot of that food down. Now, could I do an untrasound?"

"Sure. By the way, how far along am I?"

"That is what I am going to be finding out." Soon, it was determined that Gabriella was almost three weeks along. Only five and a half months to go. Six, if she was lucky.

Well, your wish is my command. Gabriella is pregnant. Hope you like.

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