Gabriella was too weak to argue with Troy as he got her into some sweats, and guided her downstairs and out to the car. Only when they were about halfway to the hospital did she begin to protest.
"I'm fine Troy, really. It's because of the baby; that's all," Gabriella said in a weak voice. Troy shook his head.
"If it is the baby, then this is just an honest mistake, and the doctors at the hospital will be understanding." As Troy pulled into the Emergency Room entrance, a nurse came out with a wheelchair.
"What can I do for you sir?" she asked Troy. Troy got out of the car, and helped Gabriella into the wheelchair.
"My wife's burning up, and she's about three months pregnant," he explained.
"I'm fine Troy, really," Gabriella insisted as she tried to get up out of the wheelchair. The nurse gently pushed her back down.
"Please ma'am, sit down. You really don't look all that hot," she said. Gabriella opened her mouth to protest, but instead began to couch uncontrollably. Troy rubbed her back until she stopped. She leaned back in the wheelchair, and the nurse quickly wheeled her inside.
After Troy parked his car, he rushed inside to see where Gabriella was. He made several wrong turned, but finally found her room. Some nurses were running tests on her. A doctor went over to Troy.
"I'm Dr. Jeffries, I'm taking care of your wife. How long has she been feeling sick?" Troy stopped to think.
"About a week and a half. We thought that it was the baby at first; it's our first child. When I realized that she was burning up, I brought her straight here," he replied. Dr. Jeffries nodded.
"We're going to have to run some tests on her to find out what's wrong. There's some paperwork that needs to be completed." A nurse handed Troy a clipboard and a pen.
"Okay, yeah, umm…sure."
"You can go out in the waiting room to fill these out." Nodding, Troy went out to the waiting room. He sat down, and began to flip through the paperwork.
It took Troy longer than usual to fill out the paperwork. Every few minutes he'd stop and stare off into space. He barely remembered giving one of the nurses Gabriella' paperwork, or getting himself his first cup of coffee, or his second cup, or even his third cup. Troy started to make a mental list of whom he needed to call to tell about Gabriella being in the hospital. He had to call Kelsi and Jason, Ryan, Sharpay and Zeke, Chad and Taylor, his parents, and her Mom. The list seemed endless. Troy looked at his watch. It was 4:30 AM. He had been up for nearly twenty-four hours. His eyes felt heavy, and he soon drifted off to a light sleep.
"Mr. Bolton," Dr. Jeffries said as he shook Troy's shoulder gently. "Mr. Bolton, wake up." Troy's eyes flew open. "You could have laid down on the couch." Troy shook his head and looked at his watch. It was now well after six. He couldn't believe that he slept that long, especially with Gabriella being so sick.
"How's Gabi?" he asked, still waking up.
"She's sleeping. The medicines we have her on basically wiped her out completely," Dr. Jeffries explained as he took a seat across from Troy.
"So you figured out why Gabi's so sick?" Dr. Jeffries nodded.
"Yes, she has pneumonia."
"Pneumonia?" Troy rubbed his temples with his fingertips. He felt a headache coming on. He thought that it was a cold or something; not pneumonia. "And the baby?" he asked quietly. Dr. Jeffries looked at his folded hands in his lap.
"There's no easy way to say this, Mr. Bolton," he started. "But your wife suffered from a miscarriage due to the pneumonia."
A/N: Didn't see that coming did you? HA! Review please!
Tina101