A/ N: Well you guys voted and... well... you'll just have to read and find out what's up with Sharpay! Hehe.

Mrs. Baylor!" Linda called, rushing in. "Your brother says that Gabriella Montez is…"

Linda might have been able to finish her sentence, if Sharpay hadn't fallen unconscious, and collapsed on the floor.

"Oh dear!" Linda called, rushing over to Sharpay.

"Sharpay!" Zeke called, rushing over to his wife.

"Mommy!" Allison and Melissa called at the same time to their mother.

Linda, Zeke, and Allison all knelt over Sharpay's body.

"Give Mommy some space, Allison," Zeke told one of his daughters.

"Yes, Daddy," Allison listened to her father, not a common sight to see.

Allison actually looked worried and scared.

"Come here, Al," Melissa patted an empty space on the hospital be next to her.

Allison stumbled over to Melissa, and managed to sit down. Melissa wrapped her arm around her younger sister.

"What's wrong with my wife?" Zeke demanded to know, worry obvious in his voice.

Linda didn't answer immediately.

"I'm not exactly sure Mr. Baylor," Linda told Zeke sincerely. "Melissa sweetie, can you please press your doctor call button?"

Melissa nodded her head 'Yes'.

A moment later, Dr. Jacobs appeared in the room, and Linda explained what had happened.

"Help me sprawl her out on her back," Dr. Jacobs commanded.

They obliged, and soon Sharpay was on her back.

Dr. Jacobs began to examine Sharpay.

"Sharpay, can you hear me?" Dr. Jacobs nudged Sharpay a few times softly.

"Mmm... Ryaanne wha'doo ya wanta?" Sharpay moaned.

Everyone jumped a little from Sharpay's voice.

"Okay, Sharpay we're going to get you up, and onto a bed to have you looked at," Dr. Jacobs told Sharpay.

Dr. Jacobs soon had Sharpay up, on a bed, and out of the room. They were now in a different room.

Dr. Jacobs surveyed Sharpay, mumbling things to herself.

Finally, Dr. Jacobs spoke audibly, "Sharpay, would you mind if I gave you an ultrasound?"

Sharpay looked shocked.

"Like as in an ultrasound you get when you're pregnant?" Sharpay words came out stutter- y and thick like peanut- butter.

"Yes," Dr. Jacobs said.

"Um... okay..." A usually very confident Sharpay responded, as the doctor pulled out the necessary equipment, and called for a couple more nurses to come assist.

"Can you lift you shirt for me?" Dr. Jacobs asked Sharpay.

The doctors would have had Sharpay change into a gown, but because she had just fallen, they did not want her to fall again.

Sharpay pulled up her shirt, revealing her bare stomach, and the doctor put some gel on it, which made Sharpay shudder, and gave her goose- bumps.

The doctor began to look to move the device around, and continued to look at the screen.

"Just as I thought," Dr. Jacobs said to herself, then turned to Sharpay. "Well, congratulations, Sharpay, it looks like you're going to have a baby!"

Sharpay's eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets.

"What?!?!?!" Sharpay screamed, very bewildered.

"Yes. You're about four months along. I'm surprised that you've gone this long without knowing," Dr. Jacobs marveled, as she handed Sharpay a cloth to wipe the cool gel off her stomach.

Sharpay began to wipe it off.

"But... how?" Sharpay questioned, with curiosity.

"Well, some just mature later, and grow a different rates, but everything seems normal, so I wouldn't worry too much. You seemed to have avoided morning sickness and remained healthy. This being said; I'll just write you a prescription for some vitamins, you can make an appointment for 2 months, and then we can release you."

"Okay," Sharpay responded, as the nurses helped her into a wheelchair, and rolled her back to Melissa's hospital room, where the Melissa, Zeke, and Allison still were.

"Mommy!" Allison cried, running over to her mother and hugging her.

Sharpay hugged Allison back.

"So what did the doctors say? It couldn't have been too serious, because you're here now," Zeke asked Sharpay.

Sharpay put her hand on her belly, and rested it there.

"Well... it looks like we're going to have a baby in about 5 months!" Sharpay exclaimed.

Zeke broke out in a grin.

"Two lovely daughters, a great wife, a baby on the way, and my dream job; what more could I asked for?" Zeke gleamed.

Allison, on the other hand, frowned.

"No." Allison said plainly.

"What?" Sharpay asked.

"No!" Allison repeated herself.

"What did you say, young lady?" Zeke demanded to know.

"I don't want a stupid, smelly, little bratty sibling!" Allison scream, storming over to the door, and kicking it.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" Allison screamed, kicking the door repeatedly.

"Allison Sharpay! Stop that right now!" Sharpay instructed firmly.

"No!" Allison screamed back.

Suddenly, Ryan appeared behind Allison in the doorway.

"What's going--" Ryan stopped talking when he noticed Allison throwing a fit.

Allison turned around to kick something else, when Ryan caught her eye.

"Uncle Ryan!" Allison called giddily, running over to Ryan and tackling him with a hug.

Ryan hugged his niece back.

"Hi Ali," Ryan smiled, as her turned to Sharpay. "What happened, Shar?" he asked his twin sister.

"It's a long story," Sharpay told Ryan, and then told him the entire story.

"Well, congratulations!" Ryan smiled, truly happy for his sister.

But Ryan's smiled quickly faded, and then turned to Melissa.

"What is it, Ryan?" Sharpay asked, he smile dimming too.

"Well..."

"What is it?" Sharpay demanded to know, in her 'Ice Queen' voice.

"The social worker is here!" Ryan managed to blurt out.

Melissa gulped...

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A/ N: Well... that's the end of this chapter! What did you guys think? What do you guys think is up with Allison? Any guesses? If you guess right, I'll send you guys a sneak peek of the next chapter when I've got it at least partially written, which should be faster than it took this chapter to get updated, because I'm on summer break now! Anyways, thanks for reading, and reviewing the last chapter! As always, feedback is always greatly appreciated! Thanks:-D

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