Author's Note- I do not own anything related to High School Musical. This is my plot.

Chapter Thirteen-

Being pregnant was something that was imprinted into every female mind. Every woman thought about it. Whether it be they wanted to be pregnant or not. Some women saw themselves as the perfect person to be a Mother. The stereotyped version of being a 'Stepford Mom', staying home and having loads of children to look after. Some women saw themselves as 'Superwoman' and could handle the tasks of being a Mother and a worker. And then there were women who didn't want children at all. Those women had their reasons.

Life was destined to follow other's rules. You didn't have to become pregnant and drop everything in your life and become a 'Soccer Mom'. You also didn't have to go to work and forget your children existed.

So many ways to live your life and to be who you wanted to be and yet there were still people doing what others wanted and not what they wanted. And to Gabriella, she felt like right now.

"I just don't get why you have to take time off." To Gabriella, the voice was annoying and yet she loved it. She was so use to having the voice in her head, she swore she could hear it miles away. Anybody could really. It was loud, obnoxious and very feminine. Just like its owner.

Drusilla Walters was a very known heiress. Her name was known by many and heard everywhere. Her face was in magazines and her body was envied and wanted by thousands.

To Gabriella, she didn't see Drusilla as the nuisance everyone else painted her as, nor as the Goddess everyone believed she to be. To Gabriella, Drusilla was just another human being. She was far from normal, she was far from crazy, but she was definitely something.

Gabriella had known the loud and overbearing redhead for two years. Gabriella had been calmly working at her desk until a bright sight of hot pink had overtaken her sight. She had first assumed it was Sharpay back to her teenage years, maybe missing out on what use to be her weird and high and mighty pink fashion sense, but when she looked up and saw that it was not her best friend and instead a blazing redhead, she was momentarily shocked.

Before opening her mouth and questioning the fluff of pink of why she was in her office, the firey redhead started pacing in front of her and started rambling on about how her wedding was going to be a complete disaster if Gabriella wasn't going to plan it.

For years Gabriella had the thought and dream that she was going to a Doctor or Surgeon, but it came about randomly at best, that her destiny was to go in another direction. Halfway through College, she was handed the opportunity to decorate and plan one of the biggest events of the year. Seeing as she was on the committee, she was the only one who had any type of past skills that could help. All the others team members being too busy with their studies or trying to hook up.

When the time came and everyone saw how magnificent of a job Gabriella had done, they all commented her on her skills and unknowingly convinced her that this was her calling. Gabriella enjoyed all the smiles and looks of wonderment and amazement. She loved how every person entered the rented hall and was blown away by the style, colours and decorations. Nothing was simple, nothing was overbearing or too-in-your-face. Everything balanced each other out and made it 'perfect'.

So Gabriella took on out of college courses and started to focus a lot of her attention of making styles and patterns and designs where eyes would pop out. Where mouths would drop. With her friends, parents and especially Troy's support, Gabriella felt like she could do anything.

And then by chance, she was given the opportunity to design and plan a wedding, she of course was just an intern at a low-paid small business, but she took on the small wedding that were for two underage teenagers getting married because of a drunken night ending up with a seven month old baby. Word got out about her talent and soon was being asked for by many desperate and eager women who wanted the skills of Gabriella Montez-Bolton.

It wasn't till two years of having some name for herself that Drusilla came barging in and demanding she drop whatever wedding she was working on and plan hers. Gabriella, fortunetley free at the time had nothing to do but accept. And she never regretted it. Even if the marriage ended in divorce and was Drusilla's third walk down the aisle.

"Dru, do you understand that I won't be able to walk soon, let alone run around and plan your sixth wedding." Exclaimed a smirking Gabriella. She tried envisioning herself fat and wobbling around and ordering people to do their tasks correctly and then hiding somewhere so she could stuff her face with the wedding cake. The thought made Gabriella laugh.

"But Gabriella this important to me. Nick is the one, I can tell." Drusilla gave a slight sigh and had a dreamy look cross her face.

Gabriella kept in her fit of laughter and rolled her eyes with a smirk. "Dru, I would believe you if you didn't say that about Roger, Alan, Parker, Damien and Bruce." Gabriella hadn't met Roger or Alan, as they were the first two marriages, but she had heard the stories. At thirty years old, Drusilla was definitely a hard woman to please and stay married to. She was the furthest thing from a Goldigger. In fact the grooms-to-be were the ones that had to sign a prenup. Drusilla was born into money. Her Father being one of the most well-known Heart Surgeons in the world and her Mother being a heiress herself.

As each wedding hit around the one year mark, something would always displease Drusilla and she would want to get out of the marriage as fast as she could. She always did believe that she was in love with each man that captured her heart, but by the end of it, she knew it was the furthest thing from love. So she kept searching and trying to find 'the one'. And apparently this time it came in the form of Nick Williams.

"I mean it Gabriella. Nicky's the one for me. All the others can't even compare to him. He's my soul mate." Drusilla once again wore the dream like expression and then started to browse through one of Gabriella's design books.

Gabriella sported a genuine smile and shook her head. She had once believed in 'soul mates' and 'true love'. But after finding your 'soul mate' in bed with another woman and realizing that the 'true love' you both shared was nothing, you realized there's no such thing. Of course, she couldn't put that as her logo on the business card, otherwise there would be no business.

"Well I'm just glad you've found Nicky. He's perfect." Gabriella had only met him a few times and was first unsure about him. But seeing as he was just as rich as Drusilla, Gabriella no longer felt worried that he was marrying the money and not her friend.

"I know right." Drusilla then turned back to the book on her lap and gasped when she saw a particular design she liked. "Oh, that's just to die for. I love it."

Gabriella couldn't help but give a small laugh out loud. Drusilla was the furthest thing from old, but it was still quite amusing to Gabriella to hear a woman of her age talk and act like she was in her early twenties.

"Look Dru. I know you want me to do this wedding, but like I said before, I won't be able to. The time of your wedding is the time that I'm due. And no offence…but trying to pop a small baby out of my vagina is kind of my top priority." Gabriella gave a small laugh when she saw Drusilla give a small huff and slouch down into her chair. Oh the maturity.

"Damn Troy Bolton for getting you knocked up." Drusilla shot a quick glance towards her friends and made sure she hadn't upset the hormonal and pregnant women across from her.

"Funny enough you're not the only person who's said that to me." Gabriella laughed.

Although she was so overjoyed about being pregnant and having her first child, Troy's first child, Gabriella still received the unsure and worried comments from some of her friends. "But…I can't be happier."

That was a lie. It had been hurting Gabriella every time she remembered why she was alone in her apartment at night. It hurt her to remember why she still cried herself to sleep most nights. Yes, she was slowly getting a grip on what was now reality, and yes, she was slowly pushing herself to move forward, but when the hormones kicked in or even when she would feel alone and unloved, she would remember why and had tears running down her face.

Drusilla eyed her delicate friend carefully. It was true. She had seen Gabriella on far worst days since the news of Troy's betrayal, a man she believed was a God, but lately the petite brunette had been sporting more realistic smiles. Her heart was almost back in her smile and laughter. Her eyes were even starting to shine more. Maybe it was the effect of being pregnant and she was just going through that 'glow', but something was definitely making the once hurt and betrayed women in front of her feel like she could breathe again.

"Well…as much as I am saddened and distraught over the news of you practically pushing a watermelon through your vag, I guess…in some way…I…" Drusilla got up and ran straight into a shocked Gabriella's arms and hugged her with everything she had. "…I'm also really ecstatic and over the moon with the idea of you being a Mother."

Gabriella threw her head back and gave a loud laugh. "Oh Dru. You have such a way with words."

Both women were interrupted when there was a knock on the door. Gabriella turned her attention to her secretary that was now entering her office. Amelia Watts. She was beautiful, young, determined and loved every aspect of weddings. She held such enthusiasm and excitement for the wedding industry that she had created a scrapbook of all the weddings she envisioned herself creating. She was a dreamer, a believer and a lot like Gabriella. It was the main reason Gabriella hired her. She saw herself so much in Amelia, that she couldn't help but accept her application. She hadn't regretted it since.

"Oh excuse me." Amelia cast her eyes down to the ground and felt the heat rise to her cheeks. She had never been introduced to Drusilla Walters before, but she did know that she was the reason why Gabriella's business was going so well. She was the only customer that kept coming back.

Gabriella smiled softly and gestured for Amelia to come in. She tried to be as professional as she could around her fellow co-workers, but Amelia had seen Gabriella at her worst. From the yelling, screaming and demanding of tablecloths, napkins and flowers, to bawling her eyes out over Troy's unfaithfulness. Gabriella not only saw her as her trusted and achieving protégé, but her friend also.

"It's ok Mia. Come in." Gabriella slowly placed herself down into her chair and made sure she was comfortable before paying attention to her awaiting assistant.

"Sorry to interrupt-" Amelia started but was immediately broken off by Gabriella.

"Don't be silly. You're not interrupting anything apart from two old hens clucking away." Gabriella smiled widely when she caught the attention of the other woman in the room.

"What do you mean old hens?" Questioned Drusilla.

Gabriella gave a small laugh and shook her head. "My apologies Dru. You are neither a hen or old."

"About time you realized that." Smirked Drusilla.

Gabriella threw a small smirk herself but was pulled out of the small war of teasing when she saw Amelia shift around on her feet. "Where are my manners?" Gabriella said while shaking her head. "Drusilla this is my very talented and helpful assistant Amelia Watts. Amelia, this is Drusilla Walters. The woman who seems to be funding my little business here." Laughed Gabriella.

"Oh ha, ha." Drusilla sent a glare towards Gabriella, but when she turned to the blushing and giggling assistant, she wore a bright and charming smile. "Nice to meet you." Drusilla carefully eyed the beautiful blonde in front of her and took a quick look over her. "You're not pregnant either are you?"

Amelia felt her eyes widen in shock and slight offence. The question to Amelia was like a slap in the face. Did this woman really think she was pregnant? Why would she think that? Was she gaining weight?

"Dru!" Exclaimed Gabriella. She saw the wheels running through her assistants head and knew what she was thinking. Hell, anybody would think the worse of Drusilla's comment.

"What?" Drusilla took one look at Amelia and took in the look of confusion and offence on her face and knew what she had done wrong. "Oh please dear. I never meant the comment to be towards your weight, your indeed the perfect height and weight in my eyes…you might actually need a little meat…but what I meant was…" Drusilla now looking between Gabriella and Amelia, letting them know she was talking to both of them. "…I wanted to know if she was pregnant or not so I could hire her. I don't exactly want to be refused again by the same company just because everyone seems to be getting knocked up."

Gabriella gave a small laugh and turned her attention towards Amelia who was now standing in shock. Gabriella had to admit her assistant wasn't just an assistant. She held a lot of talent and potential. The way Gabriella saw it was, if she couldn't do the job, then no one was better for it than Amelia. She had had enough hand-on practice and experience. She would just be doing it all by herself this time.

"What? You mean me? Plan a wedding? Your wedding? A real wedding?…seriously?" Amelia's head was swimming with apprehension, but she couldn't help the visions of her ideas and designs being implemented for the first time.

"Of course you. Who else? I didn't at all like the nosey little brunette out there in the hall. Plus, although we've just met, Gabriella has spoken highly of your designs." Drusilla smiled wide when she saw Amelia blush a crimson red and turned to find the ground more interesting. "Besides, you've worked with Gabriella before yes? Well she must have rubbed off on you in someway."

Amelia looked up from her feet and nodded her head in agreement vigorously. "Of course. Gabriella is one of the best planners around. I would be stupid not to have picked up anything from her."

Drusilla and Gabriella laughed at the excited blonde and gave their smiles of appreciation towards her. "Thank you Amelia. Your words were very kind but, I know for a fact that you will do a marvellous job whether or not I was your boss."

Amelia once again felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Thank you Gabriella."

Drusilla clapped her hands in excitement. "Good. It's settled then. Gabriella, your little protégé here will help me plan and design my wedding."

"It's perfectly fine with me. Amelia? Think you can handle it?" Smiled Gabriella whilst rubbing her growing stomach.

"To be honest…I'm scared as hell but excited all the more. It would be honour to plan this wedding and the best opportunity. Thank you both so much." Beamed Amelia.

Drusilla smiled for what felt the thousandth time that day and picked up her expensive black leathered 'Dolce & Gabbanna' handbag. "Now I must be off. Nicky and I are having lunch. I'll be back next week to discuss further details and we can start planning." Drusilla walked towards Gabriella and gave her a small hug and a kiss on each cheek. "Now take care of yourself and that baby of your's. I'll be taking it shopping in the future…whether it be girl or boy."

Gabriella laughed out loud and shook her head. "Well I have no qualms about that."

Drusilla then turned and looked back at the still excited Amelia. "Nice meeting you again dear, I will see you next week. Book me and arrange it with Nathan, my assistant, the tall lanky-yet-cute blonde out in the hall waiting for me." A look of lust quickly covered Drusilla's face but vanished as quickly as it had come and sighed in disappointment. "Too bad he's gay."

Gabriella laughed again and then waved one final goodbye to her flamboyant friend. She turned to walk around to her desk and sat down. A thought of remembrance crossed her mind and she looked up to see a wide smiling Amelia still standing there in shock. "Amelia? Amelia?"

The blonde shook her head and focused her attention back on the awaiting brunette who was stroking her stomach. "Sorry." She sheepishly spoke.

"It's perfectly alright. Trust me, I was much worse my first wedding and I couldn't sleep for days. Too many ideas and patterns were running through my mind." Gabriella spoke softly as if her mind was flashing back to when she was jumping up and down in excitement and joy when she was given the opportunity to plan her first wedding. Gabriella felt like every wedding she designed was just for the couple. Of course it was meant to be about them, but once she got to know each couple and saw the way they interacted, she envisioned such elegance and tranquillity into the designs and it paid off every time. "Now what was it that you came in for before?" Her tone was calm and relaxed as she sat in her chair and continued to stroke her bump.

A look of confusion crossed Amelia's face but then she quickly remembered the small piece of paper in her hand and walked towards Gabriella's desk and placed the yellow post-it note down in front of her. "Uhh…Mr Bolton called earlier."

Gabriella immediately stopped her stroking and set her gaze on the small sticky piece of paper. "What did he say?"

Amelia knew how much Gabriella was hurting. She couldn't relate to her, but she understood the pain. Fortunately for her, her love life was stable and 'perfect'. "He just said something about some appointment and asked me to leave a message to call him back straight away when you were out of you're meeting with Mrs Walters."

Gabriella numbly nodded her head in acknowledgement and continued to stare at the post-it. "That'll be all Amelia. Thank you."

Amelia nodded her head and turned to leave, the sound of the door closing behind her. She never had a problem with Mr Bolton before, but when she found out about his infidelity, she couldn't help but feel some resentment towards the man. They had met on a fair few occasions and was blown away by his perfect looks and charm. She could admit she was just another idiot who believed he could do no wrong or harm towards the woman he claimed to love and cherish.

Amelia was pulled out of her thoughts when Gabriella's office door was abruptly pulled open. Amelia didn't have time to question the flying Gabriella but heard her call out that she would be gone for a few hours and to lock up at closing time if she didn't make it back in time. Amelia wasn't sure what happened, but she had hoped that Gabriella wasn't going to be in pain much longer.


Being patient was not a very strong suit of his. He always felt like time was to slow or he was just too fast. He always use to count down the anticipating minutes left in his school exams or basketball games. He could never patiently wait for something whether it be good or bad. He was just an impatient person. Always has been, always would be. He just couldn't help it.
So anxiously waiting for his soon-to-be ex-wife to arrive and attend to the ultrasound scan she had invited him to, was not helping him any. Troy had been waiting for the past hour for her arrival and held his breath every time the white French door would open and the sound of the small bell would ring, assuming it would be her.

He had called her office a half hour ago and was informed that she was in a meeting. A meeting that was important and his call would have to wait. By the sound of the slight coldness in Gabriella's assistant's voice, he knew Amelia knew about their current situation. He didn't feel annoyance or frustration towards people knowing, but he did feel guilt and blame.

The ring of the small bell being sound around the small white waiting room brought him out of his stupor and looked up to be met with a harsh piercing gaze. Hell just walked back into his life.

"What the fuck are you doing here Bolton?"

Troy took a deep breath and told himself to remain calm. He had no reason to be upset or frustrated and yet he was. He thought he was going to be alone with Gabriella. Have time where the two could just talk and maybe connect on some level. But now that an overly pissed Sharpay and an angry Chad were close by, he knew his wish was going to be far off.

Troy stood up and walked towards Sharpay who was ignoring the offended and annoyed glances being thrown by the other waiting patients. He made a beeline towards the two tense and steaming once-friends and tried to be as collected as he could be.

"I asked you a bloody question Bolton, now answer it." Sharpay was beyond mad. She was seeing red. She couldn't for the sake of her understand why she would see Troy at Gabriella's appointment.

"Sharpay. Chad." Troy tried his best to hide his emotions and keep them in check. He didn't want them to know that he was beyond worried about what could happen. "I uhh…I'm here at the request of Gabriella." He saw them scrunch their face in confusion and knew Gabriella had yet told them about their recent progress. "And also because…I want to be here."

"It doesn't matter if you want to be here or not. And why the fuck would Gabriella want you here?" Questioned Sharpay.

All three turned around when a loud cough was heard in the room and looked to see an elderly woman who was sitting right beside them and glaring at all three, especially Sharpay.

"Excuse me, watch your language." The woman lowered her head and sent a deathly glare at the younger trio.

Sharpay rolled her eyes and brushed the old woman off. She wasn't in the mood for some old woman's bitching. "Oh bite me Grandma."

Chad's eye popped from out his head and did his best to control his pissed off girlfriend. "Sharpay, honey, I think she has a point." Sharpay gave off a sound of disbelief and tried to pull her arm from out of her embarrassed boyfriend. "Remember this is a family Medical Centre, we'll do well not to piss anyone else off. We're here for Gabriella…not to yell at the little old woman." Chad looked back at the woman who's eyes were wide and mouth gaped open. "No offence Mam." He quickly turned away from her as to not endure her burning gaze any longer.

Troy watched as the two interacted. It had been a while since he saw the antics and dramatics between them. He use to make fun and tease Chad for being so whipped, when in reality he was just as caught up in Gabriella as Chad was in Sharpay. He still saw the love and adoration between them and couldn't help but smile at them. A part of him was wishing that they weren't so upset or angry about seeing him there.

"Look you guys, Gabriella asked me to come. So I'm here. I'm here for her and I'm here for the baby. Always will be." He thought it best to interrupt their quarrelling when Sharpay actually growled at Chad.

Sharpay turned away from Chad and narrowed her eyebrows towards Troy. "Ha, don't bullshit a bullshiter Troy. 'Always will be'? Please. You made that exact promise in front of all your friends and family and vowed that to God. And yet…here we are today with my best friend pregnant and alone, my fiancee wanting to kick your ass and me wanting to grab the nearest sharpest object and cutting your dick off so you won't stick it anywhere else."

By the end of Sharpay's little rant, her voice had gotten actively higher and allowed everyone in the waiting room to hear what she was saying, especially the confused brunette who just walked in.

Troy shook his head and gripped the bridge of his nose. "Look Sharpay. I know you're still pissed and mad and whatever else, but I'm not here to start something with you. I'm here for Gabriella and our baby. You might not like it. Chad might not like it. The whole fucking world might not like it, but I'm here and I'm not leaving unless it's what Gabriella wants. So deal with it." Troy didn't mean for his voice to rise, but between the stress of Gabriella's late arrival and Sharpay's harsh words hitting him, he couldn't help it. "I'm finally taking some responsibility and I get that no one wants me to be here, but I need to be apart of this. It's my child too."

The whole room was silent. The bystanders weren't sure if they should feel sorry for the blue-eyed man getting yelled at or not. The older viewers had caught on that he had done something wrong to the screaming woman's best friend, but they could see the genuine guilt and heartache in the young man.

The sound of approaching footsteps awoke everyone from their small trance and looked up to see a shocked and confused brunette walking up to the three once-friends. As much as everyone wanted to watch the rest of the dramatics play out, soon the sound of traffic outside could be heard. Mobiles rang. And the Doctor's continued onto their next patients.

Gabriella slowly made her way towards her two best friends and Troy and noticed how awkward and tense they were. Both Sharpay and Chad were standing close to each other and one side, while Troy was by himself and looking upset and frustrated. "Guys?"

At the sound of her voice, Troy looked away from the piercing gaze of Chad and Sharpay and his blue eyes locked with Gabriella's brown ones. "Brie? You're here?" Troy then remembered what had just occurred. "Wait…you're here. How long have you been here?"

Gabriella looked from Troy to Chad and Sharpay, to Troy again. "Long enough. What the hell is going on here? I come in and you're all yelling at the top of your lungs and have the whole Centre watching you like this is…'Days of our Lives' or something?"

Sharpay still kept her eyes locked on Troy. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she could hear the sincerity in his tone and saw how determined he was to be here. To be with Gabriella. She just wished he knew what he was getting himself into.

"Look…Sharpay and I got here and were a little…shocked to see Troy here too. We didn't know you asked him to be here until he told us you did. You did…want him here right?" Asked Chad.

"Yes. I did. I do." Gabriella noted the slightly stunned looks made by Chad and Sharpay and then another thought crossed her mind. "Wait a minute…why are you guys here?"

Sharpay moved closer to her best friend and placed a comforting hand onto Gabriella's forearm. "The Medical Centre rang our number because you were late for your appointment. I couldn't get a hold of you on your mobile and the time I rang your office, Amelia said you just rushed out. I was worried, so we came here to see if you would still show. Sorry?" Her apology was more like a question than a comment.

"No…it's ok. I'm glad you're here." Gabriella looked between Troy and her friends once more. "All of you." Gabriella sent a small smile towards Troy and then to her friends. "Let's just try and get past this and hope that they'll still allow us to come here next time." Joked Gabriella. Half thinking it was true.

It had been half an hour. Sharpay and Chad had unwillingly sat outside in the waiting room as Troy and Gabriella made their way into the small whiter room. It felt weird to Sharpay that after that after so much time, that felt like years, the old foursome were hanging out again. Although it wasn't the first thing to do on her to-do list today, but after some much calming down by her caring boyfriend, Sharpay started to feel somewhat…ok…with Troy's presence.

"Do you think he's going to hurt her again?" Her voice was quiet and unsure, but Chad had heard his fearful girlfriend's question.

Chad snuggled closer to the softer coloured brunette and wrapped his arms around her small figure. "In all honesty…yes."

Sharpay brought her head up away from the warmth of Chad's neck and looked up to give him a questioning look. "How so?"

Chad let out a heavy sigh and looked towards the yellow door that Gabriella and Troy had disappeared behind. "I mean…she's always going to be hurt by this Shar. No matter what she thinks, no matter what we tell her or what she hears, she's always going to be hurt over this. Even if Troy somehow manages to win her back…and everything is sunshine and rainbows for them…she is always going to feel hurt. It's going to be like a scar. Something that will never go away and something she's always going to carry with her."

"Do you think she'll be able to trust him again? Believe him?" Asked Sharpay.

"I don't think so. Not completely at least. Maybe in a different way…but…how could she? She's always going to question his intentions or actions. Always going to wonder 'what if' and be sceptical of his behaviour. He's given her good reason to, but if they do manage to get back to some…part of what they use to be…it's not going to fair…to either one of them."

"I wished this never would have happened. I wish I could go back in time and kick his ass before he made the biggest mistake of his life." Sharpay snuggled closer into her Chad and entwined her left hand with his. "Promise me you'll never hurt me like that. Promise you'll love me and never want another woman."

"Oh Shar…I swear it. It couldn't be anyone but you." Chad placed a gentle kiss on top of Sharpay's head and felt her relax into him some more.

Both were pulled out of their little love bubble when the yellow door opened and revealed a laughing Gabriella and a beaming Troy. The two stood up from their hard plastic chairs and gave each a soft kiss on the lips. They then proceeded to follow the two smiling parents-to-be and waited for them outside.

"I just hope he knows that it's going to take a lot of work to get back to where they were." Commented Sharpay as she watched Gabriella and Troy exit the Centre and give an awkward goodbye. Also noticing the small smile that was on Gabriella's face as she walked towards them. Sharpay took one last glance at Troy and felt a wave of uneasiness wash over her when she saw the same smile placed on Troy's face that was on Gabriella's.

"As much as I feel like I hardly know him anymore…I have a feeling he knows he's got he work cut out for him." Replied Chad who also noticed the smile on Gabriella.

Chad and Sharpay were far away from forgiving Troy, but both knew that today could not be repeated. As much as they knew they didn't say the words, both Chad and Sharpay knew that deep down, in a way, they were telling Troy he didn't have a right to be involved. But a part of them wanted him to and another part of them didn't him to. They were unsure of what was going to happen in the future. They were unsure of what feelings or emotions were being felt between Troy and Gabriella. But what they did know was that something was changing again. Whether it be for the best or for the worse, they were still unsure. But they felt the change of atmosphere and tension between the once husband and wife and only hoped that the two knew what they were getting themselves into.

Hey guys. Ok, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I do have to note though that there will not be another update for two weeks or so. I have a practicum coming up, starting tomorrow actually, and I will be really busy. I just wanted you all to know and not think I've abandoned or neglected it...even though I sometimes don't update for two weeks anyway. I will update as soon as I finish my prac and it will be worth it. Introducing a new character and I think you can all guess who. ;) Thanks for reading and still sticking with my story. Reviews? Cheers.