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Gabriella slowly opened her eyes. The room was dark and she could hear was thunder and see lightning outside. She looked to her side, and saw the neon numbers on the clock flash 3:30 a.m. She tried going back to sleep, but just couldn't. Suddenly, she felt sick to her stomach. She slowly got up, trying to feel around the room where she was going, and eventually made her way to the bathroom. She fiddled along the wall to flick on the light switch. She turned it on and quickly threw up after. When she finished brushing her teeth and washing her face, she slowly crawled back into bed. She noticed a figure under the covers, knowing it was Troy. She tried not to wake him up. The thunder became even louder, and she couldn't seem to shut her eyes. She felt a hand on her arm. She gasped, and then turned to face Troy.

"Hey. What's going on?" He whispered.

"Nothing. You scared me," she said, leaning back against the pillow.

"Well, you scared me when you came back to bed. I thought you were a burglar or something," he laughed.

"Sorry," she muttered. "I threw up."

"Oh, poor baby," he kissed her forehead. "It's not your fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be sick."

"True," she laughed. "The thunder is just so loud."

"I know. You should get back to bed if you don't want to be sick and tired at work tomorrow," he said, as some more lightning struck.

Gabriella squeezed Troy's hand.

"Hey, you never told me you were scared of thunder," he chuckled.

"I'm not," she loosened her grip on his hand. "It's just really loud."

He laughed. "It's okay. I didn't mean to embarrass you."

"Okay good, because to tell you the truth, I'm terrified," she laughed too.

"It's all right. I'm right here, and nothings going to happen."

"Troy, I'm a big girl. It's just, I can't fall asleep when something is flashing in the dark, and there's loud roaring."

"Okay, geeze. I'm sorry. Let's just go to bed."

"Okay," she said and turned around, feeling Troy lying against her. She closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Gabriella woke up to morning sickness. She was tired, sweaty, and she felt like she was going to puke. She turned to see if Troy was beside her, but he wasn't. She was supposed to call he place in Santa' Fe, where they were going to have the wedding, but that was the last thing on her mind. All she could think about was trying to feel better. She made her way to the bathroom just in time. When she came out to the living room, Troy was at the counter, eating.

"Didn't sound too good in there," he said.

"You think? Ugh, I had a bad night."

"Yeah, that was a pretty bad storm."

"I just hope this whole pregnancy won't be like this," she whined, getting ice cream out of the freezer.

"Me too. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I made an appointment with the doctor," he said, putting his bowl in the sink.

"When?"

"Thursday."

"That's tomorrow, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Sorry, I forgot to tell you."

"Great. What is it, like the fifth day of school I've missed?"

"I'm sorry," he kissed her forehead. "At least you can look forward to going to the doctors tomorrow."

"Yeah. Can't wait," she muttered, sarcastically.

When Gabriella got to school, she still didn't feel well. She knew Troy wanted her to stay home, and she even knew that she should have, but she needs to be there for her students. Besides, she should get all her time in now, since she'll be on maternity leave later.

"Ms. Montez?" Laura, one of her students said, coming up to her.

"Yeah, honey?"

"Why have you been gone so much?"

"I've been sick," Gabriella said, not really wanting to explain about how she's getting married and having a baby to one of her students.

"With what?"

"My head and stomach hurt."

"Oh. Are you going to be here now?"

"I'll try to come as often as I can, but I'm going to the doctors tomorrow, so I won't be here."

"Okay," Laura sat back down.

"All right, everyone," Gabriella said, trying to get their attention. They all looked at her. "Since today is Wednesday, we have recess in the morning. So, let's go!" She led them outside. She sat at the bench, while the kids played on the field or jungle gym. Her head still hurt.

"Ms. Montez, don't you want to play kickball with us, like you always do?"

"No thanks, Joey. I'm just going to watch all of you play." Suddenly her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hi," Troy said.

"Oh, hi. What's up?"

"On a break. What about you? I thought I was going to have to leave a message."

"Well, it's Wednesday recess. I'm outside."

"And, how are you feeling?" He asked.

"Miserable, but don't even start to argue. I'm not coming tomorrow, so I hope you're happy."

"I'm taking time off work too, tomorrow."

"I know. Troy, if I'm off work, and we already know that I don't make a lot of money as it is, but how am I going to be gone on maternity leave and you just at your job? We do have to take care of a baby, you know."

"Don't worry. I'm asking my boss for a raise, so that might help. Stop worrying, we'll be fine."

"Okay, I trust you, and if anything goes wrong, you know who I'll blame."

"Oh, goody."

"Can you believe it?" She said. "Our wedding is in less than two weeks!"

"I know. Are you nervous at all?" Troy asked.

"Uh... no," she laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Okay, I'm a little nervous."

"It's all right. Me too. It's just a new experience and adventure to take on."

"Yeah, you're right. I still have to call the place in Santa' Fe."

"Yeah. I'm picking up the tuxes after work, okay?"

"Okay. I guess I'm supposed to pick up the dresses?"

"No, actually, your mom called and said that she would."

"Good. I still have to make an appointment with the salon."

"I see. Well, I've got to get going," Troy said.

"Okay, I love you. Bye."

"Love you too. Bye," They both hung up.

Gabriella realized that is was time to go in. Okay, you guys, let's go. Everyone line up!"

Everyone lined up and followed her inside.

After school, Gabriella waited with Chelsea for Jerry.

"Ms. Montez?" She asked.

"Yeah, sweetie?"

"Want to know something?"

"Sure. Go ahead," Gabriella said.

"My daddy really likes you."

The smile from Gabriella's face, died down. She didn't want Chelsea to know anything about their past relationship. "Really?"

"Yeah. Will you love him?"

She coughed. "Excuse me?"

Just then, Jerry came in. For once, Gabriella was kind of glad he came so she wouldn't have to answer Chelsea's question.

"Ready to go, pumpkin?"

"Yeah," she smiled and waved to Gabriella. Gabriella waved back. Chelsea stood by the door, while Jerry walked up to Gabriella.

"Look, I don't want to yell at you in front of her, but if I have t-" Gabriella started to whisper.

"Please. Just listen," he said.

Gabriella put her hands on her hips. "Fine."

"Okay. Don't interrupt, just listen. The minute I broke up with you, I felt guilty. About everything. Gabi, you have to believe me, I didn't cheat on you. I just said, there was someone. I didn't cheat, I swear. All these years of getting married to Martha, having Chelsea, having Martha leave, I've thought about you. I just can't get over you. I love you."

"Jerr-"

"Please, I said. And now, I'm a single parent, and I know nothing about it. I just... feel so lost."

Gabriella couldn't help but feel bad for him. Maybe she was being a little harsh. "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. I was the one who made a mistake, not you."

"Is Ms. Montez going to be my new mommy?" Chelsea asked.

Gabriella and Jerry laughed.

"No, sweetie. We're just talking," she said.

"Please, just come over and help me out a bit. I don't know how to be a good parent. Gabriella, please. I'm asking you as a friend, nothing more." Jerry said.

"Just a friend?"

"Yeah."

Gabriella thought about it for a moment. "... All right, I guess. But, Chelsea's going to be there?"

"Yeah. I told you, I need help with parenting."

"Well, in my opinion, your doing a great job."

"Thanks. Well, we better get going. You want to stop over, Friday?"

"Uh... sure. Sounds good. Bye," Gabriella waved. She knew that she shouldn't go over there, but it was for a student. Nothing more. She hated Jerry's guts. She wanted to start over with him. Just be friends. The only person she could ever be with was Troy.

I was going to throw something big in this chapter, but decided to wait. Who thinks Jerry is pretending? Thanks for reading, now please review!