Gabriella stood with her mobile pressed to her ear waiting for some sort of response from the other end of the phone line.

"Hello anybody there?" All Gabriella could hear was the breathing of one person and the sharp intake of breath from another. "I'm going to hang up now." This triggered a response.

"No! Don't."

"May I ask who this is?" The person on the other end of the line took one deep breath.

"This is Grace—your daughter."

Celina and Troy walked hand in hand towards Troy's shiny red car. As Troy slid into the driver's seat he looked over to Celina, who was already buckled in, and asked,

"Fancy a quick pit stop? I'm starved" Troy's cyan eyes glistened in the moon light as he flashed his picture perfect smile.

"Troy it's 9:30, far too late to eat out. Everywhere will be about ready to close." Troy shook his head as he put the key in the ignition, the sound of the engine coming to life was like music to Troy Bolton's ears.

"You're just lucky I know a place that's open twenty-four/seven." He put his foot on the accelerator causing the car to leap to life taking the little red automobile down the dark, deserted streets.

After about ten minutes of driving Celina was starting to get a little confused. "Troy where on earth are you taking me? You just past our street." Troy chuckled shaking his head

"I'm not taking you home am I?" He smiled as he turned into a parking lot. He heard Celina chuckle from the passenger seat as he put the car in park. He took the key out of the ignition and ran over to Celina's side of the car letting her out.

"Are you serious?" Celina said in between laughs. Her eyes locked on the big yellow and red sign. "Maccas? I haven't been here since Gracie was 4 and she had that birthday party." Troy grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the entrance.

"Well we'll just have to fix that." They walked in hand in hand smiling, laughing and joking. They were sitting in the booth chatting about the good old days when Troy's demeanor changed. His shoulders squared, his eyes clouded over and as he took a deep breath he slid away from Celina and into the chair opposite her.

"What's wrong Troy." Troy's eyes locked on Celina's he took a deep breath before answering.

"Why did you say that Lina? If you were Gabriella how would you feel?" Troy was upset, he wasn't mad because lets face it, he loved Celina and he couldn't stay mad at her for that long. He was just upset that she had gone and done something like that, saying that Gabriella couldn't get the chance to know her daughter.

"Okay so maybe that wasn't my finest moment, but I just, I got so jealous. Grace hasn't even met her yet and I dread the day she will. I don't my little girl to want to leave, to want to move in with her, to not love me any more." Celina's eyes clouded over with tears as her emotions took hold of her body. Troy moved closer wrapping his left arm around her shoulders pulling her in close.

"Shush, don't cry. Let's go home and get good nights sleep." Troy rose, leaving a tearful Celina to follow closely behind.

Gabriella gasped as the phone fell to the floor. Had she just blown the secret? Had she already known? If not what were Troy and Celina going to say? Gabriella bent down picking up the phone before pressing it to her ear.

"Hello, umm Gabriella? Are you there? Hello? Hellloo?" Gabriella cleared her throat before speaking softly

"Yeah I'm here." On the other end of the line she heard Grace sigh in relief

"Good, I thought I'd scared you off." Gabriella didn't know what to say. I mean what do you say to the daughter you been thinking of ever since that day you gave her up?

"Nah it's good. Umm so uhhh…" Gabriella stuttered still not really knowing what to say,

"Umm Gabriella? Could I ask you a favor?"

"Umm sure, sure what is it?"

"Could you come over to my house I think we need to talk?" Gabriella nodded her head well aware that Grace couldn't see.

"Sure give me on sec." Grace gave Gabriella the address and as soon as the phones were disconnected Gabriella was in her car speeding down the road to the house that wasn't far from hers.

"I can't believe you just did that Grace! What if your parents come home and you're sitting on the couch eating pizza with your biological mother! What do you think they'll say?" Amy said as she hung up the phone to the pizza man.

"You worry too much Amy. Just relax it will all be fine, my parents are out to dinner and wont be back until late and late is something like what? Midnight. We just need to make sure she's gone by midnight."

Grace ran over to the sofa making her self comfortable whilst she waited for her pizza and her 'mother'. As Amy made her way over the door bell rang.

"Amy could you get that it'll be the pizza." Amy made her way over to the big wooden doors opening them to reveal a woman in her 30's who was the spitting image of Grace, the only difference was the eyes and hair color.

"Woah you look just like Grace!" Gabriella smiled as she held out the pizza.

"Here's your pizza, don't worry about paying its already been taken care of. Umm is Grace around her somewhere?" Amy took the pizza from her and nodded her head instructing Gabriella to follow her. Gabriella followed Amy through the big house taking in her surroundings. The cream colored walls, the varnished wood vanities, the tiled floors and the stunning leather couch on which Grace sat. Amy took a seat net to Grace whilst Gabriella sat opposite them on the coffee table.

"Gabriella? If I ask any question do you promise to answer them?" Gabriella looked into Graces big blue eyes and nodded.

"All accept one." Grace smiled and began shooting questions at her but what surprised Gabriella was that none were related to the adoption they were friendly questions, as if she was trying to get to know her mother.

"So what your favorite color?" Grace asked her eyes shining bright and a smile placed delicately on her face.

"Umm that's a hard question but I have red, yellow or pink."

"Really! My favorite color is yellow and pink!" They both started to laugh as Amy sat intrigued by the way the interacted with each other. They weren't acting like mother and daughter but bringing into consideration Grace previous hate for this woman they were getting along like ice cream and chocolate sauce. "Okay so I don't mean to kill the mood but why'd you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Don't play dumb with me! Why'd you give me up? Why'd you give me away? Did you not love me enough? Was I that repulsive? Did you hate me? Why?" Grace was now close to tears as all the thoughts of her own mother hating her went through her mind. Gabriella's maternal instincts kicked in when she saw Grace so close to tears that was after all her daughter. She rose form her seat and sat next to Grace pulling her into her lap. She held her sobbing daughter stroking her hair and shushing her gently. Amy slowly got up sensing it was her time to leave and went into the kitchen.

"Don't you ever say that. I didn't hate you! I could never hate you! You haven't left my thoughts since the day I gave you up, you haven't left my prayers since the last time I saw your squashed little face. You haven't left my heart, not ever." Gabriella wiped Graces tears away before she wiped away a few of her own.

"Well why then?" Gabriella sighed as she continued to stroke Grace's hair

"Because I didn't think I was ready. You were so small and fragile and you needed my undivided attention which I couldn't give. I needed to go back to school, get a degree and give my self a future most importantly I had to give you the future and the opportunities you couldn't have if you stayed with me. If you stayed I wouldn't have been able to managed college and a baby. And even though I missed you every single day of my life I just kept telling myself that what I did was best for my little girl." Grace sat up straightening her self out before giving her mother a proper hug.

"The lights are still on; the girls must still be up." Celina said as she reached for the door handle. She twisted it and stepped inside and hung up her coat. She and Troy then made their way into the living room.

"I'm sorry for accusing you of that… mum" Grace hesitated but she felt as though she needed to acknowledge the fact that Gabriella was her mother. A huge dorky grin broke out on Gabriella's face as she pulled Grace in for another hug. Troy watched the scene unfold from the door way and next to him stood a fuming Celina.

"What the heck are you doing here Gabriella?" Gabriella's arms fell from around Grace letting them fall to her sides.

"Umm Grace asked me to come, she heard my message I left on your machine and called and invited me over, she said she wanted to talk." Celina moved closer to Gabriella.

"You have no right to be here, and you had no right to tell Grace that you were her mother" Celina's voice was full of fury and it was getting louder with every comment Gabriella made.

"Actually mum she did have a right, I invited her." Celina turned to her daughter her face an unnatural shade of red

"You stay out of this." Troy decided now was the time to step in before things got to out of hand.

"Hey, Hey, Ladies. I'm sure we can figure this out in a calm and civilized manner. Grace why don't you go and collect Amy and go upstairs whilst we Adults stay down here and work things out." Grace nodded and went to go and get Amy.

"Well now she knows who her mother is, you plan on telling us who the father is?" Gabriella hesitated…

"Only if you really want to know." She took a deep breath and looked at both of them. Celina looked determined to find out and Troy's features displayed traces of curiosity.

"Well go on Gabriella we're waiting." She took a deep breath and let her eyes drift to the ground.

"The father is…" She paused unsure whether this information would improve the situation or just make the hole deeper. "You, Troy, The father is you."

"The father is who?!" Celina screeched

A/N- HeHe pretty obvious from the start if the story but hey! I could've made it Chad! okay no i take that back! Sorry for the delay summer holiday, christmas, new year, busy-busy-busy! Any whoo thanks for reading please review! PWETTY PWEASE!