AN: This is the last chapter of this story. As I previously said, I probably won't do a sequel anytime soon but if I get about… 10 reviews, I might do one later, when I have time in between my other new story. It's called "Harry and Ginny go to the Yule Ball" and in Harry Potter if anyone would like to read it. And now, on with the story…

"Troy?" I asked as we lay in bed. It was the middle of August and a few days away from my due date. All the kids had finished school and Rose and Zac had done very well. Lily was also wonderful in her end-of-the-year play and got a standing ovation from the crowd.

"Hum?" Troy said, rolling over to face me, his eyes still closed. I giggled at him in the dark before whispering into his ear, "My water broke."

At once, Troy's eyes shot open, wide open. He jumped out of bed and ran to the closet. A few seconds later, he emerged, fully clothed and carrying a suitcase, only to find me giggling on the bed.

"What?" he asked, panting slightly from the speed he got ready. I just shook my head and kept laughing, as comprehension dawned on his face.

"Why you little," he began, dropping the suitcase and running back to the bed. He jumped on it and put on a face of mock anger. I laughed even harder. After a few minutes, he just shook his head and laughed too, changing back into pajamas and climbing back into bed.

"Do you have to do that every time?" he asked in a whine, wrapping his arms around me.

"Sorry, honey, but I couldn't resist. You fall for it every time," I giggled. He smiled at me and we snuggled back in bed and fell asleep.

The next few days went by uneventfully. The last finishing touches were put on the train-theme nursery and we met up with the gang, visiting Taylor and Heather in the hospital. They gave birth this week, a day apart and were now in rooms in the hospital. Taylor and Chad now had a baby boy named Michael Harold Danforth and Heather and Ryan had welcomed Brandon Gregory Evans into the world the following day. Before we knew it, it was my due date. My only hope was that he wouldn't be late like Lily.

The day began as usual. I woke up the kids and kissed Troy good-bye as he left for the stadium for a practice. He wanted to stay home but, as he had taken the last few days off, it was this or be knocked off the team. Since Nancy, Luke, Hannah, James, Sara, and Kim were staying with us while the practice was going on and their mothers were in the hospital, I herded everyone out into the backyard. Everything was going fine until…

"Mom, are you ok?" Rose asked, sitting on a lawn chair with Nancy and James, talking. I suddenly felt wet and looked at her.

"Rose? Mommy's having the baby. Can you run inside and get me the phone?" I asked as she jumped off her chair and ran inside. She came back within seconds. I said a quick thank-you before dialing 9-1-1.

"Hello?" said someone on the other line.

"Hello, my water broke and I need an ambulance. The address is #14 Alvendale Ave."

"Thank-you, Miss, someone will be there shortly. Is there anyone with you?" she asked.

"Only my children and those of my friends, my husband is at work."

"How many children are there?"

"Nine."

"Can you get someone to watch them? There isn't enough room in the ambulance for all those children."

"Sure."

"Thank-you and Good-bye."

"Bye." I hung up, turning to Rose, Nancy and James, all who were looking at me fearfully. "I'm fine," I assured them. "James? Can you run over to Mrs. Jones' house and tell her to come over to watch all of you because I have to go to the hospital?" He nodded and took off through the garden gate.

While he was gone, I called Miley.

"Hey, Miley." I said

"Hey, Gabriella. What's up?"

"My water broke," she gasped, "can you call Troy and tell him to get to the hospital as soon as he can? An ambulance is coming to get me in a few minutes and Mrs. Jones is coming to look after the kids for a while. I was also wondering if you could come over later and bring the kids to visit when the baby is born?"

"Sure thing, Gab, no problem. Just tell me which hospital you're going to and I'll get Troy to meet you there."

"Same one as Tay and Heather, St. Joseph's." I replied.

"Alright, bye." She hung up as the garden gate swung open and James ran in, pulling Mrs. Jones by the hand. The 67-year-old lady came over to me on the deck. I smiled at her, thanking the graying woman for coming on such short notice.

"No problem, dear." She smiled, her green eyes crinkling as she did so. Suddenly, I heard the sirens of the ambulance.

"We're back here!" she cried, as the paramedics came in through the gate. They brought me out into the ambulance, the other kids had now come over and found out what was happening. I gave them hugs and smiled as the door to the ambulance closed and I headed to the hospital.

When we arrived, Troy was already waiting outside, an anxious look on his face. He came in the building with us and I was put in a wheelchair and brought to a room.

"How are you?" he asked as the nurse left the room and I was lying in a bed.

"I'm fine. Miley's going to bring the kids by when you call her."

"She told me. I'm sorry I wasn't there," he said, looking at me with pain in his eyes.

"Hey, it wasn't your fault. I told you to go and I'm fine. You didn't miss anything." I told him reassuringly.

"I know." He said as the doctor came into the room to check on how I was doing.

Labor lasted a lot longer this time. Our parents came by and waited in the room with us, some of our friends dropped by to see how we were doing, promising to come back later. Miley even brought the kids by after Troy called her. We figured that they should be here since we might be here a while. Finally, at 7:00pm, after 10 hours of labor, I was ready.

Troy put on his scrubs and followed me into the birth room. He held my hand as I pushed, screaming and panting.

"One more push, Gabriella," the doctor said. I looked at Troy.

"Come on, baby, you can do it." Troy said, smiling at me. I pushed and, as I slumped back on the pillows, I heard a baby cry. I looked at Troy and smiled; our son had been born.

Twenty minutes later, Troy and I were sitting in my room, our baby in my arms. The door opened and our parents walked in along with Zac, Rose, and Lily.

"Hey everyone," I greeted.

"Hi, Mom!" Lily greeted as she and her siblings ran over to the bed.

"Is this him?" Lily asked. I nodded at her.

"What's his name?" Rose asked, looking from the baby to Troy and back.

"Do you want to tell them?" I asked Troy. He nodded and turned to our family.

"His name is Christopher Jacob Bolton." Troy said.

"That's a nice name," my mom said, coming over to us and playing with Chris' hand.

A few weeks later, everyone met up at the restaurant. No longer did all the girls have large stomachs but we had babies in our arms. Sharpay had given birth to Jordan Mathew and Ashley Michelle Baylor two days after me. The next day, Kelsi gave birth to Brooklyn Molly Cross and five days later, Miley had Stella Hope and Amber Allison Ryan. We had a great time at the restaurant, playing with the babies and catching up with all the news.

After a while, we went home. Troy and I put Chris to bed before spending some more time with the other kids, playing in the backyard. I went to bed happy, thinking of the years to come that I got to spend with my family.

AN: That's the end. I just want to say thank-you to all that reviewed and ask you all to review this last chapter.