I'm sorry it took so long to get this up. I'm also sorry it's so friggin short. I have like, no muse left in me. If you guys have any ideas for the story, then please, please, please let me know what they are and if I find them interesting and I can actually work with it, then I'll incorporate it into the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical or the actors/actresses. If I did, Troy and Sharpay would be together... And Zac Efron would me mine, amen.

THE REASON

Sharpay's eyes opened. She blinked a few times to get her vision in focus. She looked to her right and saw machines. Beeping machines. What the hell? she thought. She looked to her left and saw Troy sitting in a chair, sleeping. Looking around, she finally realized that she was in a hospital room. She looked back over to Troy for a few seconds.

"Troy..." she said, quietly. When Troy didn't wake up, she tried again, louder, "Troy."

Troy jolted awake at Sharpay's voice, and he jumped up from his chair, rushing to the bed and hugging her. "Oh my god, I'm so glad you're okay," he said as his voice cracked.

This confused her. Why wouldn't she be okay? "What? Of course I'm okay, what are you talking about?"

Troy pulled away from the hug. "...You got shot. Gabriella shot you. You don't remember?"

"I remember her pointing the gun at me, but I don't remember getting shot..."

"You were lucky. She was aiming for your chest. She got your arm."

Sharpay let it sink in. "Wow..."

They were both quiet, until something clicked in Sharpay's head. "Where's the baby? Oh god Troy, please tell me my baby's okay," she said as her voice cracked.

"She's fine, she's fine. She's with a volunteer at the children's ward."

"I want her. I wanna see her."

"When a nurse comes in we'll have her get her."

"Okay..."

The door opened and both of their eyes adverted to a nurse that walked in.

"Miss Evans, I have to change your IV bag," the nurse said.

Sharpay nodded. "Could you have someone bring my daughter up? I wanna see her..."

"Of course. I'll have her care taker bring her right up," the nurse said, switching the IV bags.

"Thanks..."

"Not a problem, Miss Evans. If you need anything, just press the red button and I or another nurse on the floor will come in."

"Okay..."

"I'll have your daughter sent right up," the nurse said before leaving the room.

Sharpay let out a small breath and looked at Troy. "...Was she arrested?"

"Yeah," Troy said. "They're going to question her. Then they're going to give her a psychiatric evaluation," he said with a small laugh.

Sharpay stared at him. "...It's not funny, Troy..."

"It is when it's Gabriella Montez getting diagnosed as a crazy person."

"No it's not."

"I'm sorry..."

Her mind drifted for a few seconds, before she spoke again. "Did you let my parents and Ryan know I'm okay?"

"I called, but I never got an answer..."

"Oh..."

"I'm sorry, Babe..."

"It's fine... It's not your fault. It's their own choice."

Troy nodded, and they both looked to the door when they heard someone come in.

Sharpay stared at the girl that was carrying Sandie, and she looked at her for a few seconds when she approached her bed. "...Tiara?"

The blonde nodded. "Mhm," she said, handing Sandie to Sharpay, carefully.

"What are you doing in California?"

"I got tired of living with my parents. They're controlling and overbearing and I wanted to get away from it."

"What about school?"

"I graduated early."

"Oh..."

"...It was nice seeing you. I have to go back to the ward."

"Alright," she said, nodding. "Thank you. For keeping an eye on Sandie."

"No problem. She was perfect."

Sharpay nodded and she watched Tiara leave, before looking at Sandie. "Hi, Baby..."

"Mom," Sandie said.

"Hi. Did you have fun?"

"Fun."

Sharpay smiled and she kissed her cheek. "I'm so happy you're okay..."

"Mom otay?"

"Mommy's otay," she said with a small giggle.

"Mommy needs to rest," Troy said, taking Sandie from Sharpay.

"I just woke up, Troy."

"Yeah, you've been knocked out. You need to rest, though."

"Troy..."

"Rest. The doctor's going to tell us when you can be released in a little bit. Just rest until then."

Sharpay sighed. "Fine..."

As Troy left the room, Sharpay looked around for a few seconds before closing her eyes to fall asleep.

Sharpay's eyes shot open, hearing Sandie's shrilling scream. She got up out of hers and bed as quick as possible, and she ran to the next room, to Sandie's crib. Her breath caught in her throat when she wasn't there and she ran back out of the nursery. "Troy! Troy, Sandie's not in her room!" she said, as she ran to Troy's room. She saw that Troy wasn't in there, she ran downstairs. "Troy!"

"What's wrong?" Troy asked, running to the stairs.

"Sandie's not in her crib, she's crying, I can't find her!" she said with tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Hey, calm down; she's with Dad," he said, wrapping his arms around her.

Sharpay let out a rack of sobs and she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. "I heard her scream and I... thought something happened to her..."

"She did scream, but she was laughing. Gus is playing with her, Babe; she's fine."

"I just... I get so paranoid..."

"I know, it's okay. I do, too."

"Not like me. I get crazy."

"You're not crazy, Babe."

"How do you know that?"

"Because, if you were crazy, your hair would be a little more messy."

Sharpay felt her hair and she sighed. "I always look like crap..."

"That's not true, you're beautiful."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Baby's with Dad?"

"Yep."

"I'm gonna go play with her. Try not to drool over my ass," she said, walking into the living room.

"I'm sure I'm not going to do that," Jack said.

Sharpay laughed and sat on her knees next to Sandie. "Watcha doin', Baby?"

"I play Gus," Sandie said.

"Playing with Gus? Are you guys having fun?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah. Doggies are fun, huh?"

"Funnn."

Sharpay giggled and she spread her legs out a little so she was sitting fully on the ground. She stared at Sandie, watching her play with the large Great Dane, and she laughed a little when Gus licked Sandie's face, making the toddler gag as a reaction.

"Yuck!" Sandie said.

"You're such a drama queen. Where'd you get that from?" Sharpay asked.

"Mom."

"No way."

"Yeah."

"No way."

"Yea."

"No way."

"Way."

"Nooo."

"Mom."

"Sandie."

"Soppit."

"Kay."

"Mom."

"Sandie."

"Yuboo."

"I yuboo too."