I have many, many people waiting Gabriella carrying to term. I am sorry that I can't make that happen, but I do not think I will kill the baby. You will have to read the chapter to find out.

Well, I am sorry for not updating, but I have had to tutor some kids at Daniel's school. The kids I am tutoring need it, or they will not pass their end of the year exams. And I don't want that to happen. Well, I am going to update as much as possible, but no promises.

BIG P.S! The NICU is the baby Intensive Care Unit.

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

Gabriella ran to the bathroom, leaning over the toilet and throwing up. Deigo, who was standing in the doorway, spoke up.

"Mommy? Are ywou sick?" Gabriella finished and stood up, flushing the toilet and smiling at Diego. She was tired, and felt like crap.

"Yea, I am. Hey, Diego? Will you watch Kessie for a while? I am going to take a nap." Diego nodded, and briefly hugging him mom, ran out of the room. Gabriella walked back into her and Troy's room and collapsed onto the bed, sighing. She had known about the baby for a week, and still had to tell Troy. She was planning on telling him when he got home that night. And she was not going to tell Kessie or Diego until she knew she was out of the danger of a miscarriage. She didn't think they could handle another lost sibling. Slowly drifting into sleep, she imagined life with Jesson and Hope, wishing they were there.

"I'm home!" Came the happy yell two hours later. Diego ran up to his dad, hugging him. He was not used to not having his dad around all day. He was usually in school with Troy, but he had caught the flu a few days earlier, and Gabriella refused to let him go to school. Kessie had just caught the flue that day, and was sleeping in her room.

"Daddy!" Troy smiled and picked Diego up, expecting Kessie to run up to him next. Gabriella walked into the living room, crying her hands on a cup towel as she did.

"Kessie is sleeping, she caught Diego's flu." Troy nodded, placing Diego on the floor and walking over to Gabriella, hugging her briefly before wandering into the kitchen, sniffing the pots on the stove. Gabriella grinned, gently slapping Troy on the arm. "You to boys. Into the living room until dinner." Troy sulked all the way out, playfully, and picked up Diego, running to the couch and turning on the TV, turning it to the Basketball game on TNT. Sighing and shaking her head, Gabriella walked back into the kitchen to finish dinner.

A few hours later, Gabriella was walking into Kessie's room, carrying a tray of food for the little girl. The flu had hit her much harder than everyone else, and she didn't even want to get up from bed. When she saw he mom, Kessie smiled and sat up in the bright pink bed. Gabriella handed her a sippycup of pulp free orange juice. She took it gladly and sucked on it, grabbing a piece of chicken off of the tray and sticking it in her mouth.

"Hey, hows my little girl doing?" Gabriella wiped Kessie's sweaty hair off her forehead and leaned her cheek up against it. He fever seemed to be holding; she wasn't getting hotter.

"Bwad." Kessie said, nearly chocking on her juice as a coughing fit hit her. Gabriella smiled and hugged her before wrapping a pink comforter around her shaking body. Kessie leaned back on her pillows, holding her purple Teddy, the kind you can draw on, then wash and re-draw.

"I'm sorry sweetie. Would you like to come out and watch Bambi?" She knew the boys wouldn't like it, but Kessie adored Bambi, and when Diego was sick, he got to choose the movies, so why not Kessie.

"Ywea!" Gabriella nodded and walked back out, telling Kessie she would be right back, as soon as she set up a place for Kessie to lay. Walking out into the living room, Gabriella stuck out the recliner, placing Kessie's butterfly blanket on it, along with a small pillow. Placing the tray of food on the table beside the recliner, she walked back into Kessie's room, picking her from the midst of Teddy bears.

"I wach Bammi!" Kessie said happily, laying her head on Gabriella's shoulder. Once in the living room, she laid Kessie under the blanket, letting her stretch out on the chair.

"No!" Diego said, running in front of the TV. "No Bammi! Uh... I mean Bambi." Troy laughed.

"Diego, you got to watch Buzz light year In Star Command a hundred times when you were sick. Let your sister wach Bambi." Just as he finished saying it, Gabriella reappeared with a thermometer, sticking it in Kessie's ear. It beeped in seconds, telling Gabriella that she had a high grade fever.

"102.5."

"Ouch." Said Troy. "Let me go get some kids flu medicine." Soon, Bambi was playng, Diego was sulking, Troy was reading a magazine, and Gabriella was fussing over Kessie because he fever was going up. It was a long day.

Finally, Diego and Kessie were in bed, and Gabriella was trying to work up the nerve to tell Troy about the baby.

"Gabi, what's wrong?"

"Huh?"

"You look like something is bothering you. What is it?" Gabriella took a deep breath.

"Troy, I'm pregnant." His face showed no sign of anything for a minute, then he started grinning.

"Huh, now what are the chances of that? This is great!"He grabbed the phone next to the bed and started dialing.

"Who are you calling?" Gabriella asked, afraid he was going to tell the whole world about the baby.

"The doctor. I am going to get an appointment for tomorrow." Gabriella sighed in relief and laid back on the bed.


Five months later

Gabriella groaned. Kessie was sick for the third time since she had told Troy that she was pregnant. Smiling, she moved Kessie's sweaty hair out of her face. Kessie started coughing and yawning. Finally falling asleep, Gabriella slowly walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her, trying not to wake Kessie.

"Diego, be quiet and try not to wake Kessie." She then slipped off into the kitchen, quietly working on Diego's cake, his birthday was tomorrow. Smiling, she mixed it all together and poured in into a bowl. As she was about to put it into the oven, a sharp pain ripped through her stomach. It was a contraction. Quickly adding the time up in her head, she realized she was almost seven months pregnant. The baby would be OK. Calling Troy, she told him and then packed her and the kids in the car, driving to the hospital.

Five hours later, she was ready to deliver. The doctors had a nurse from the NICU waiting.

"Gabriella, when I tell you to, place your chin against yous chest and push until I tell you to stop." He waited until the next contraction hit. "Push! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten and you can stop." Gabriella did. It didn't hurt to badly, not nearly as bad as when she delivered Diego (He was carried to full term), but it hurt enough.

"Your doing great." Troy said happily, gripping her hand. Diego and Kessie sat in chairs, beside Troy. They had wanted to be there for the birth of their sibling. They had yet to find out of it was a boy or a girl.

"OK, Gabriella, push again. One, two three, it's crowning!" Soon, a small cry filled the room. "It's a boy!" A loud shriek from Diego. "Troy, would you like to cut the cord?" He nodded and cut it, his hands shaking. They whisked the baby off and weighed, measured, and cleaned it. "Three pounds, five ounces, and ten inches. You can hold him for a minute before we bring him to the NICU." He handed the tiny baby to Gabriella. She smiled. He looked very healthy, and was loud enough.

"What do you want to name him?" They had yet to discuss names, because it would hurt to much to hope they would ever see this day.

"Cole Nathanael Bolton." Gabriella announced. Kessie sneezed, breaking the perfect moment. Gabriella laughed as Cole was taken to the NICU.

Well, what do you think? And what do you think of his name? I hope you like.

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