Chapter 4

The couple just lay on the less than comfortable hospital bed with Gabriella tucked in his big, strong, muscular arms which was were she felt the most safe and well… sane. Troy's finger tips never stop stroking the soft skin under her pyjama top. They must have been laying there for a good hour before Troy shifted from laying on his back to lay on his side, to get his fragile girlfriend's attention he blew a raspberry on her forehead which made Gabriella giggle before looking up.

"Hey." Troy grinned.

"Hi." Gabriella smiled.

Troy looked at her more seriously, kissing her forehead, "There's my girl."

Gabriella snuggled back in his arms, her forehead and the tip of her nose now pressed to his chest instead of her cheek.

"I've got a question for you…" Troy trailed off, brushing her hair over her dainty shoulder so he could press an innocent kiss there.

Gabriella nodded, "Go on." She moved her slim arm from under the blanket to around Troy's torso and gripped his t-shirt.

The ripped man looked down at his small girlfriend for a few seconds before shuffling down in the bed which caused his t-shirt to ride up a little, "I have a picture and a video." Gabriella's confused face made him elaborate about what he was talking about. "I've got a picture and a video of our son. Do you want to see? You don't have to." Troy spoke, slowly.

Gabriella noticed that his movements on her back had stopped so she started to rub his own back under his t-shirt, "Just the picture." She swallowed taking a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth, blowing air at Troy's neck.

"Sure?" Troy couldn't help the proud smile that covered his face.

Gabriella smiled back at how happy he looked, "Absolutely."

Troy brought the hand up which wasn't tucked under his head and cupped her cheek, leaning forward to kiss her slowly for a few seconds, "You're doing good." He whispered, his eyes moving between both of hers.

She nodded, Troy felt her tense up as he pulled his cell phone from his pocket so he stroked her back again and kissed her forehead. It didn't take long for him to locate the picture he now had as his wallpaper which a nurse took for him.

"Just remember one thing." Troy whispered, barely audible.

"What's that?"

Troy kissed her nose, "That I love you very, very much and you and our son, who we still need to name by the way, are the most important people in my life. You two are my family now and I'll do anything to protect you both."

Gabriella smiled at her boyfriend, nodding, "I love you too." She took in a deep breath, "Okay, can I see?"

Troy ran his tongue across his white teeth, eyeing her carefully to make sure she was completely okay before he turned his phone and showed her the picture.

Gabriella looked at the picture before a huge smile made it's way onto her face and she chocked on a sob, "Oh my god."

Troy grinned, tearing his eyes away from his beautiful girlfriend to look at the photograph taken an hour after their son was born. It was of a smiling Troy holding a little baby wrapped up in a blue blanket.

"Did you cry?" Gabriella asked, not taking her eyes off the picture.

Troy licked his lips and nodded, "Yeah. I blame me being tired and being worried and then holding our baby just set me off." He smiled, sniffing once while he swiped across the screen of his phone to show a close up image of their baby.

"He's so beautiful." Gabriella's eyes watered, as she touched the small face on the screen.

Troy nodded, laying his head on the top of hers, "Yeah, he is. He's asleep for the night now well not the night, obviously. I was with him most of the day."

"Can we go see him?" Gabriella asked, suddenly.

Troy looked at the wall opposite him with his chin on the top of her head, "Tomorrow morning, I promise. Sleep because if we're lucky, we can take him home tomorrow afternoon."

Gabriella nodded, "Today has been the longest day." She cuddled into Troy again but held his phone so see could look at her baby.

"It has." Troy nodded, "But we still need a name for him."

Gabriella was once again, tucked into her boyfriend's arms as flicked her thumb across the screen seeing a video come up, she bit her lip for a couple of seconds before quickly going to the next picture which was of herself and Troy at their 'baby shower'. They both looked very happy, she smiled and flicked over to the next photograph. She immediately giggled at the picture, remembering the day very well.

"Trooooy!" Gabriella shouted from her place in the what would be the baby's room.

"One sec, babe!" Troy shouted back from where he was mixed the paint in the garage so no fumes were in the house so Gabriella didn't inhale any.

Gabriella pouted and moved to sit against the wall in the floor. It was a good couple of weeks before Troy's birthday which meant it was September and Gabriella was just over six months pregnant.

"Hmm," Gabriella grew bored quickly and started to hum a random song, happily. She reached over to the radio and switched it on.

Reaching out for a paint brush she grasped it in her hand and brushed it against the other, feeling the soft bristles against her fingers.

"So put your arms around me, baby." Gabriella sang, tapping her foot along as she sang and hummed.

"We got that sweet, hot loving." She continued, nodding to the song as the British singer's voice came through the speakers.

"I see you're having fun." Troy chuckled as he stood at the door frame with two cans of paint which made his biceps flexed and Gabriella bit her lip as she looked up at her hunky boyfriend.

She burst out laughing at Troy's cute, lob-sided boyish smile and soft blue eyes which contrasted against his hard, muscled body.

"What you laughing at now, Montez?" Troy asked, putting down the cans inside the room and walking over to the giggling body which sat next to the radio on the floor.

Troy looked down at him with a smile, just thinking about how cute her small frame was with a big swollen stomach which held his child safely.

"Nothing." She sung, looking up at Troy and stretching up her arms and hands, asking for help up.

Troy took both of her small hands and pulled her up. Careful of her bump when he pulled her into his arms, "So I have two colours. Pale green and a pale yellow. Take your pick."

Gabriella kissed the middle of his chest because she couldn't reach his lips very easily. She slithered out of his arms and walked over to the paint, looking at the colours.

"Both! Two walls yellow and two walls green." Her giddy smile told Troy she was seriously and he was in position to argue with a hormonal six month pregnant woman.

"Sounds great. Let's get working, hottie." Troy smiled, walking up behind her and pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck, one arm wrapping around her while the other had a grope of her butt.

"Hands off." Gabriella slapped his large palms away from her behind.

Troy chuckled, slapping her butt, gently, this time before walking away from her to collect the paint brushes.

"Geez, you can not keep your hands to yourself today." Gabriella mumbled, accepting the paint brush.

Troy shrugged, "When your ass gets bigger because you're carrying my kid and knowing in your body there's my baby. To me you are the sexiest I've ever since you." Troy told her, honestly while sliding his hands over her rounded hips.

"Even though my hips have gotten bigger, my feet are starting to get swollen and my body isn't going be the same after the baby is born?" Gabriella asked, her hands on his biceps which were being shown off due to the loose wife beater he wore which also revealed a little of the angel he had tattooed on his back. The grey/black tattoo went from the top of his right shoulder blade down to his mid back. Because of the wife beater, the beginning of a quite thick, pinkie coloured scar and Gabriella knew that it ran down from above his right pec down to the left side of his belly button but that wasn't the only scar he had from that particular night. There was a shorter scar on the left side of his back, just to the side of where his ribs ended and finished where the slight dip of his lower back was.

Troy smiled softly at his girlfriend, "I don't care about that stuff. I love you for you, your personality and how sweet you are but I'm not gonna lie, your body is a bonus and a few changes isn't gonna make me stop wanting you." He told her, honestly. He wasn't going to lie because the thing that made him walk up to her at that football was because of how beautiful she was but he didn't fall for her looks. He fell in love with her because of all her little quirks and how sweet and funny she was.

Gabriella stared into his eyes for a good few seconds, thinking over his words, licking her lips she opened her mouth, "Come on, charmer. Let's get painting."

Troy grinned and let go of her. Another reason of why he fell in love with her… she hated cheesy words and preferred to tease him than tell him why she loved him but he knew she loved him just as much as he loved her even though she didn't express it that often.

"Babe, come here." Troy told her as he dipped his paint brush in the green paint and Gabriella walked over. He lifted up the front of her shirt so he could see her bump and started to paint something on the right, front side of her belly before dipping another paint brush in the yellow and painting the same thing. Gabriella protested the whole time and tried to move away from him but he held her still.

"Ta-daa!" Troy exclaimed, pulling out his phone.

Gabriella looked down and started laughing at the picture he had painted. Troy snapped a picture of her while she was giggling and he smiled at the sight before showing her the photograph.

Troy had painted a picture of a face well two dots for eyes and another dot for it's nose and a half a semi circle for a smile with a circle around it and some longer hair coming out of the top and written 'girl?' above it and then another picture next to it, the same but without the long hair just a few lines on top of it's head and 'boy?' written above.

"That's cute." Gabriella laughed.

Troy grinned, brushing a kiss to her temple. "You go have a relaxing bath and I'll paint in here."

Gabriella looked around the room, "Sure?"

"Yep. Move that butt." Troy winked at her as she walked past her to pick up his paint brush again and felt a slap on his butt, "Hey!"

"Payback is a bitch, bitch." Gabriella teased, shouting over her shoulder while she walked out of the room and into the bathroom.

"Gabriella?" Troy asked, running his finger tips down the slope of her neck.

Gabriella looked up at him once she realized she was staring at a black screen, "Hmm?"

"You okay?" He asked, frowning, "What are you thinking?"

Gabriella licked her dry lips, "About the day we painted our baby's room."

Troy coughed into his fist, "The day I painted his room."

"And painted my stomach." Gabriella added with a smile.

"And that." Troy chuckled, "I'm proud of that painting."

Gabriella shook her head, handing him his phone again, "It was very professional."

Troy smirked, "I thought so."

Gabriella giggled but it was cut off by a yawn. Troy took this chance to press a kiss to her lips once her yawn had finished.

"Get some sleep and then we can go visit him and think of a name." Troy told her, pulling her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her.

"Promise?" Gabriella said, sleepily.

"I promise." Troy kissed her forehead before snuggling down in the covers with his girlfriend.

Next day…

"Nervous?" Troy asked as the nurse wheeled her down the corridor but Troy's hand was wrapped around her's, hanging at his side.

"Yeah." Gabriella nodded, nibbling her lower lip.

"He's a day old now. Give or take a few minutes." Troy told her, brushing his thumb over her thumb.

Gabriella nodded again, letting out a shaky breath as they stopped at a door and the nurse told Troy he could take over from there so he did. He wheeled her into the room, greeting the nurse that was there yesterday and pushed her over to the chair he had sat on the day before and helped her onto it.

"I'm just gonna fetch him, okay?" Troy asked, pressing his lips to her forehead while cupping her cheek.

"Yeah."

Troy studied her for a second, kissing her forehead once more and straightening up as he went across the room to his son.

"Hey little man." Troy cooed, at his wide awake son.

"He's been awake for about a couple of hours so he'll be probably drifting off soon." The nurse smiled.

"So I can see." Troy chuckled as the little boy yawned.

"So it's time for your little mini me to meet his mommy?" The nurse asked.

Troy grinned widely, "Yeah." The nurse walked off quietly once the middle aged woman saw how he was looking at his son.

Troy picked up his baby, carefully supported his neck and head and tickled his side, "How you doing, my boy?"

The little boy reached out to his hand and wrapped his own tiny hand around Troy's index finger and let his little pink tongue slip out of his mouth.

"You are so cute." Troy lifted him up, his hand still underneath his neck and kissed his forehead before moving his small body lay across his arms, "Are you ready to meet your mommy?"

The only thing the little body did to show he heard his daddy was that his little hand held tighter onto the tip of his finger. Troy carried his son over to a nervous looking Gabriella.

"Ok, little man this is your gorgeous mommy." Troy said with a smile as he lay their son in her arms.

Gabriella took one look at her son and started bawling, tears streamed down her face as she softly touched his cheeks, nose, forehead, lips, chin, ears. Whispering about how beautiful and perfect he was over and over again. Their little boy grasped his mother's finger and shifted in her arms to be closer to her chest, nuzzling her breast.

"You're a total natural, baby." Troy whispered with a smile, sitting on the arm of the chair and wrapping his arm around the top of the chair while his other hand fingered their son's feet.

"How could I not see him?" Gabriella asked, sobbing as she nuzzled his forehead and kissed him between his eyes, at the bridge on his nose.

One side of Troy's lips curled up as he watched them together, "What shall we name him?" Troy asked in a whisper, tickling under his foot which made his legs move up, he grinned at this.

Gabriella saw it as well and giggled, adjusting the hat on his head, "I think a simply name not long or weird."

"Montez or Bolton… or both?" Troy asked, hesitantly. He couldn't deny that he really wanted his child to have his last name but it was his girlfriend's decision because she did carry the kid around for almost nine months.

Gabriella looked like she was debating it for a moment or two, "Bolton."

"Sure?" He asked, brushing his fingers through the strands of hair at the top of her head.

"Liam Bolton." Gabriella suggested, looking up at Troy.

"Liam." Troy tested the name on his lips and finished with a smile, "How about Liam Lloyd Bolton?" He questioned.

Gabriella let out a small squeal, "I love it."

Troy's grinned never left his face as he turned Gabriella's head to face him by placing his palm on her cheek, "I love you so much." He whispered, his voice cracking mid way through.

Gabriella sniffed and extended her neck upwards to place a kiss to his thin lips, "I love you and Liam more than anything in the whole world. You're my boys."

Troy bit down on his lower lip to try and stop his grin from growing so he placed a few of quick pecks on her lips before pressing a longer one on them. He looked down at Liam, the side of his head lay on the top of Gabriella's.

"I love you, cutie." Troy whispered, bending over to kiss Liam's nose and as Troy pulled back, Liam's hand raised and touched the air around his nose as if sensing Troy's presence still there, "Look at his eyes, babe."

"I know but all babies eyes are blue to begin with but I hope they stay that way." Gabriella said, brushing her finger over Liam's faint eyebrows.

"I want him to have your eyes or everyone will think you had no part in making him." Troy teased, moving his finger up and down Liam's arm.

"Hey!" Gabriella pouted at Troy, "I have to admit though, he looks like your baby pictures. Like identical."

Troy nodded, "He'll have his daddy's good looks." He joked.

Gabriella rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, "He'll be a little heartbreaker."

"Got that right." Troy whispered just as Liam's hat slipped off slightly, "He has your thick, black hair. The kid's got loads." Troy exclaimed, quietly as Liam looked up at him with twinkly eyes from being around his parents. He touched the black hair softly before putting the hat back on.

"He has my hair." Gabriella grinned.

Troy chuckled just before Liam's face screwed up and a small cry came from his lips and Gabriella tensed. Troy took Liam off Gabriella and held Liam close to his chest, bouncing him gently.

"Just watch. I had to do this a few times yesterday. I downloaded an app on my phone and it gave me loads of information." Troy smirked as Gabriella rolled her eyes, licking her dry lips.

"Number one said to check if he's hungry." Troy mumbled to himself more than to Gabriella. He raised his hand and held the tip of his finger against Liam's lips and he reached forward trying to suckle on his finger. "I think he's tired and hungry because he was cuddling into you before and the nurse said he'd been awake for a couple of hours."

Gabriella looked at her boyfriend, a little scared, "I need to look at that app."

"Baby, I've been reading it for nearly a whole day just on crying and changing him. I have no idea how to do the rest. We'll learn together, okay? As parents." Troy told her, looking into her worried eyes as he bounced a still crying Liam who suckled on Troy's finger.

Gabriella let out a breath, nodding, "Yeah. Just a little scared about getting him home and doing this by ourselves."

Troy nodded, "I'm scared too." Liam's crying never stopped so he handed him to Gabriella and she copied Troy and let him suckle her finger and cuddle into her and he soon stopped crying and relaxed but searched for her nipple, "By the way, everyone said that they'll come back to visit once we're at home later."

She nodded, "Am I allowed to breast feed him?" Gabriella asked in a small voice.

Troy nodded, "If that's what you wanted to do."

"Yeah." Gabriella nodded and brushed her finger over Liam's cheek.

Troy carefully gave Liam and Gabriella a kiss on the forehead before telling her he was going to get a nurse, a few moments later he came back with the nurse he was talking to before.

"Hi Gabriella, I'm Kate." The middle aged woman greeted with a genuine smile.

Gabriella smiled back, "So you're the one who's been looking after my baby?"

Kate let out a small laugh, "Along with other nurses and Mr Bolton has been very involved, not wanting us to interfere much." She touched his bicep "Myself along with other nurses have just being making sure your son was ok."

Gabriella eyed the nurse for a second, looking at Troy and doing the same thing. Her eyes kept flicking between the two.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Troy asked, sitting next to her again and wrapping an arm around her shoulder's.

"Nothing. I'm just a little nervous." Gabriella put on a smile.

Troy frowned slightly, knowing that wasn't the smile Gabriella had on her face before Kate came over, "Ok." He nodded slightly.

"So you can see Liam is nuzzling your breast when does it indicates that he's hungry or tired so if you want, you can go into that room there and see if he feeds and if not, come back here and we'll have a look at if anything wrong or he just needs a little help." Kate smiled.

Gabriella nodded and handed Liam over to Troy while she stood up, wincing as she did and started to walk over to the room in her fleece pyjamas and slippers.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Troy asked once he shut the door with his foot, still cradling his son in his big arms.

"That Kate likes you." Gabriella frowned, accepting her little boy in her arms which made her smile again and unbuttoned her shirt down to her stomach before reaching for the cushion which she sat on in the big, cushioned chair and rested it underneath Liam so he could relax his head and her arm while he fed.

"What gave you that idea?" Troy frowned.

Gabriella stopped what she was doing and looked up at Troy, "She was all 'Mr Bolton has been very involved' blah and started touching your muscles."

Troy raised his eyebrows and sat down on the chair with her which was big enough for two people, "The woman is old enough to be my mom. I really didn't notice she touched me because I was to busy looking at my beautiful girl and our gorgeous baby boy. I've told you before and I'll tell you again. You are my life and I love you very much and that has only changed slightly. It's now you and Liam are my life. So stop worrying, okay?" Troy told her, firmly while looking into her big brown eyes.

Gabriella nodded, "I'm sorry." She whispered, moving one hand to stroke the skin next to his knee on the inside of his thigh, his dark blue jeans covering his legs.

"Don't worry about it." He shook his head, kissing her head, "Come on, our boy is hungry."

Gabriella grinned and pushed one side of her shirt to the side so Liam could find her nipple. His little head moved around a little with his eyes shut, when he couldn't find her nipple. Gabriella cupped the back of his head and guided his mouth to her nipple and once he latched on, she moved her hand and let the cushion she rested on her elbow, support his head.

Gabriella gasped through her teeth then biting down on her bottom lip, "That feels weird."

Troy smiled at his girlfriend before looking down at his feeding son who now had his tiny hand curled up in a fist laying next to his mouth, "It's crazy how he's feeding from you." He saw her face relax and so did her body, "You look really motherly right now." Troy let out a small laugh at his wording and cuddled his family closer to him.

"The feeling is indescribable. I'm not kidding." Gabriella giggled and pushed her head into Troy's neck while looking down at Liam.

After a couple of minutes, Liam's quick sucking starting to become slower and slower before he let his mother's nipple go from his mouth. Gabriella moved the side of her shirt to cover herself up again.

"Do you want to wind him?" Troy asked.

Gabriella nodded with a smile, never looking up from Liam as a tiny bit of milk bubbled from his lips but she used the towel that Troy gave her to wipe his lips.

"Come 'mere." Troy whispered, laying the long towel over her shoulder.

Gabriella raised Liam so he rested against her chest and he looked over her shoulder, "How do I do it? Do I pat his back or rub it?" Gabriella asked her boyfriend.

Troy opened his mouth to speak but shrugged, "Erm I don't know. Try both."

Gabriella bit her lower lip while she softly patted his back but when nothing happened she patted a little more firmly but not too hard, "Nothing's happening."

Troy scratched the back of his neck, "Try rubbing his back now, then." He suggested, literally having no idea what to do or say.

Gabriella rubbed his back, firmly and after a moment of patting and rubbing a small noise was heard from Liam and a little bit of milk again bubbled from his lips.

"Oh, I remember the nurse saying that almost every baby does that bubble thing for a while because of something in their throat but we shouldn't worry about it." Troy told her, now remembering watching the nurse wind his son.

Gabriella nodded and moved Liam off her shoulder to wipe his mouth again before he wiggled a little to cuddle into her, his eyes shut.

"He's tired." Gabriella smiled, stroking his tiny hand.

"He's happy now he's being held by his mommy." Troy rubbed his nose a little and told his girlfriend that they should put him down to sleep so he helped them both up, out of the room and into her wheelchair.

The nurses told them to take Liam back to their room where it was quieter. The three went back to Gabriella's room where Gabriella climbed back into bed after Troy took Liam from her arms to place him in the small 'bed' type of thing. Troy sat on the bed and wrapped Gabriella up in his arms, quietly as their son was sleeping next to them.

"I'm proud of you." Troy muttered.

Gabriella looked up at Troy, "Even thought I didn't give birth to him and we didn't have the whole 'oh my god, my water broke' cliché moment?"

Troy chuckled, "Babe, you were never cliché so this just matches are life and relationship." He chuckled, quietly.

Gabriella let out a small laugh and cuddled into his arms much like Liam did not that longer ago. She let a some vibration from Troy's jean pocket and he pulled out his cell phone, reading the text message.

"It's my mom. She, my dad, your mom, Dale, Dylan, Tom and Josh want to come see you and Liam. Sharpay, Chad and everyone said they'll come by once we're settled at home in a couple of days." Troy told her, opening a text message up to reply.

"So much for stopping by the house later." Gabriella mumbled, closing her eyes.

Troy kissed her forehead, "Sleep." He told her and quickly sent a message back to his mom telling them all that, that was fine and to come by anytime.

A couple of hours later…

Seven people quietly entered the room so see a sleeping Gabriella cuddled up to Troy and their sleeping son next to the bed.

"Hey." Troy mumbled, half asleep himself.

Lucille waved slightly at him before looking over at Liam and cooing over him just like Eva Montez did while the men just smiled and told Troy how much he looked like him and how cute he was.

"He's really cute." Dylan mumbled, smiling up at his older brother.

The song is by Rita Ora- How we do. I don't own anything. Please review... please!