A/N hello! I hope you like this! And I am very sorry for the wait, but I have a little something to share with you, 'someone' I know said this: 'yeah, you only update like once a month, but your stories are so damn good, it's worth the wait.' Thanks 'Buddy'.

Oh, and you can thank my iPod for giving this chaps title, it was on shuffle when I was trying to name this!

Chapter 17: 'Everyday'.

"Those boxes go in the kitchen!" Gabriella yelled to the boys, as they were helping Troy and Gabi move into their California coast home.

"They're marked 'Mater bedroom' Brie!" Troy yelled back to her out on the front step from his place in the kitchen.

"Trust me! They go in the kitchen!" Gabriella yelled as she was supervising the movers packing up and getting ready to leave.

"Leave 'em there. I don't want to get yelled at…" Troy told the boys, knowing his wife was somewhat right.

"Troy? Where's the box with our wedding album in it?!" Gabriella yelled as she was searching the boxes to ensure their precious memories made the trip safely.

"Living room!" Troy called as his cell phone began to ring.

"Hey Mom! How are the babies?" Troy asked his Mom whom was keeping the babies while he and Gabi got settled.

"Great, now you still have to replace that lamp you broke…" Andrea reminded her son about an event which had happened at their house about three weeks ago.

Three weeks earlier

"You're going to Stanford?" Andrea asked in happy tears.

"Yes, she is. We're looking for houses out there, we want something close, but we also want the kids to go up near the beach, so." Troy answered as he and Gabriella exchanged giddy smiles.

"What about U of A, Troy?" Mark asked his son with disappointment in his eyes.

"I'll go back someday, but right now it's Gabi's turn, and I don't want anything or one to stand in her way." Troy spoke with nobility, bringing tears to his Mother's eyes.

"But what about your future son?" Mark asked, now becoming angry.

"Gabriella and our children are my future Dad! Not basketball or whatever in the hell you expect me to do!" Troy jumped to his feet in anger, Gabriella trying to calm him down.

"But you two can have more kids Troy! Right now you should focus on doing what's best for you, so you'll be able to provide for them. Heck, who knows Gabriella could even be pregnant at this very moment…" Mark smiled between his son and daughter-in-law, knowing how crazy they were about each other.

"We can't have anymore Dad…" Troy sadly confessed to his parents.

"What do you mean Troy?" Andrea stood next to Mark her soft gaze fixed on Gabriella's devastated expression.

"Gabi can't Mom, and so that means we can't." Troy explained as Gabriella sobbed into his shoulder.

"My God help them, honey…" Andrea reached out and wrapped Gabriella into a comforting hug.

"I'm sorry Troy." Mark apologized as he offered his son a consoling hug.

"Yeah, well it's God's will." Troy sighed as Gabriella and Andrea walked into the kitchen, both crying.

"I'm okay with you taking a break and letting her go, that's very responsible of you Troy." Mark patted his son on the back proudly, he was impressed that his 18-year-old son would do that.

And then, out of the blue, Troy angrily smashed his Mother's desk lamp into a million pieces. With clutched fists, heavy panting, and a sweating brow Troy turned to his stunned Father and said:

"That was for the babies we'll never have…"

Present day

"I know, don't worry Mom." Troy sighed as Gabriella thanked Jason, Chad, Ryan, and Zeke for coming out to help.

"The gang's coming for dinner tomorrow night." Gabriella mouthed to Troy as she could hear Andrea's voice blaring over the phone.

"Okay, okay Mom! Gabi and I have to unpack, kiss the babies for us. Bye Mom." Troy quickly ended the conversation of his Mother ranting about Troy replacing the broken lamp.

"So, dinner tomorrow?" Troy asked as he found Gabriella unpacking boxes in their bedroom.

"Yeah, they're all leaving the day after tomorrow. I thought making dinner would be the perfect way to thank them for all they've done for us." Gabriella smiled tossing some folded sheets onto the bed.

"Cool, now when are going to shop for school supplies?" Troy grinned devilishly knowing Gabriella still had a few months before she officially started classes.

"Oh, well when are we going to start looking for a job?" Gabriella kinked her eyebrow reminding Troy of his end of the bargain.

"When we are settled, okay, wife?" Troy asked taking Gabriella into his arms.

"Okay, I'll accept that." Gabriella smiled at Troy as he softly kissed her nose.

Gabriella didn't start classes until the spring quarter began in early March and it was now late January. They were planning on going home to get the babies and celebrate their wedding anniversary in a few weeks. And life seemed to be very pleasant for them. Their house was 5 seconds for the beach (Troy timed it), and then 45 minutes from Stanford. They had a perfect location and an awesome view.

"I'll get it!" Gabriella yelled as there was a knock at the front door.

"Hello Gabriella." A young looking Latino woman spoke, giving Gabriella a chill.

"Come in, Elise…" Gabriella stepped aside allowing the woman in.

"I heard you were back in town, so I decided to stop by." Elise smiled kindly as Gabriella's stare was cold.

"What the hell do you want Elise?!" Gabriella raised her voice angry, causing Troy to spring out from around the corner.

"To see my Grandchildren…" Elise sighed as Troy looked confusedly between Gabriella and the strange woman staring her down.

"No, you have no right to see them. You walked out on me, wavering any right. Which means you also gave up any right to the children I may bare." Gabriella scoffed as she stood next to Troy for support.

"But I still gave you life, and that means I still have a right to you, and your children." Elise snapped and Troy could tell that she was Gabriella's Mother.

"Get out of my house!" Gabriella yelled pushing Elise towards the front door.

"But Gabriella, can we just talk?" Elise begged as Gabriella pushed her out the door.

"No and goodbye!" Gabriella exclaimed slamming the door in Elise's face.

"Who was that?!" Troy was beyond stunned as he locked stares with Gabriella.

"My Mother…" Gabriella mumbled as she padded into the kitchen to open a bottle of wine.

"But I've met your Mom, Hanna. Who's that?" Troy was very lost.

"That's my birth Mom, and… my sister." Gabriella sighed as she poured herself a glass of red wine.

"What the hell?!" Troy was sooo confused.

"Elise is my Mom, Hanna is my Grandma. Elise had me when she was 17, that's why Hanna was so pissed when I got pregnant with the babies. She's thought of me as her second choice, but I screwed it all up." Gabriella explained as Troy's jaw dropped.

"So, Hanna raised you as her own? And told you Elise was your sister?" Troy asked beginning to catch on.

"Yeah, there was a lot of fighting between my parents, my real parents. I was three when Hanna and Colin took me in. I was told to refer Elise as my sister, not Mother. But I remembered everything that happened…" Gabriella paused as tears began to well.

"Elise and Dan, my real Father, spent most of their time drunk and arguing, or drunk and beating me. I was three when Elise hit me so hard I passed out, and Dan tried to molest me, thank God our neighbor heard me screaming and called the police, they got there just in time." Gabriella had tears in her eyes as she confessed her past to Troy.

"Aww, baby…" Troy cooed as he walked around the counter to wrap Gabriella in his loving arms.

"But you've been my escape. My sweet escape…" Gabriella trailed off as Troy's lips covered her own with a tender kiss.

"Okay, what the heck is Twinkle Towne?" Gabriella asked as she and Troy were taking a trip down memory lane and looking at old photo albums they'd found while unpacking in their living room.

"During my junior year Sharpay and Ryan talked me into being in their winter musical. I was Arnold, the lead male. Shar was my love interest…" Troy shuddered and chuckled at the memory.

"Really? I thought the little thingy you had with her only lasted a couple of months during freshmen year! And here I come to find you two had an ongoing affair." Gabriella jokingly kinked her eyebrow at the look of shame on Troy's face.

"Well, I didn't really like her, you know that…" Troy trailed off turning the page quickly.

"Un-huh, I know…" Gabriella smiled devilishly at Troy's embarrassment.

"What about your ex-boyfriend's? We've never discussed your past before." Troy turned the tables putting Gabi on the spot.

"There was only one boyfriend before you, Steven Myers freshmen year at Rolling Hills High in Montana. I didn't date again until you…" Gabriella smiled crawling into Troy's awaiting lap.

"Emma Thomlin freshmen year, after Sharpay, Jackie Frye sophomore year, Lea Hampton junior year, and then Gabriella Montez senior year." Troy chuckled as the look of utter shock came over Gabriella's face with jaw dropped.

"You dated every member of the Sharpettes?! Including the head Sharpette herself?!" Gabriella asked with, in Troy's opinion, the cutest expression of shock ever seen.

"Yeah, but I never cared for any of them the way I do for you." Troy kissed Gabriella sweetly on the back of her petite hand.

"I wouldn't mind if everyday from now on was like this…" Gabriella tearfully spoke as Troy wrapped her into a tight embrace.

"Me too babe, me too..." Troy kissed Gabriella tenderly as she sighed and settled contently into his strong and loving arms.

Now I have something to say so please take it to heart: this story has three chapters left (18, 19, 20, and maybe an epilogue), and I'd like to maybe do a sequel. But here's the problem, YOU DON'T REVIEW! The last chap had no reviews. If you guys don't support me or this story I WILL delete it! And I don't want to do that because it is very close to my heart and I really enjoy writing it. So the ball's in your court, please review if you REALLY want me to keep going… if I get no reviews on this chapter I will probably delete it!

Peace ~Cassie…