What a Drag

Chapter 27

Last Time on what a Drag:

Gabriella's POV

They were here. Oh gosh and Taylor. She couldn't be here not now. "Bolton." I heard James gruff. I looked behind me as he pulled the gun out.

"NO!" I yelled as I pushed him to the ground. I heard at least eight shots. Eight bullets were shot. Eight chances some one could have been shot. Eight reasons why I love Troy.

Eight reasons why I should say yes to chances. Eight reasons why someone was shot.

"OH MY G-D!" I heard some yell.

I shot up and looked over where a crowd was forming. I…I couldn't…breath.

Eight reasons why I hated guns…

Chapter 27

Gabriella's POV

Surgeons are control freaks. With a scalpel in your hand, you feel unstoppable. There's no fear, there's no pain. You're ten-feet tall and bulletproof. And then you leave the OR. And all that perfection, all that beautiful control, just falls to crap. And then you start to wonder if you knew this was your last day on Earth, how would you wanna spend it?

I pushed myself off of the ground and ran over to the crowd. I saw that at least four shots have been at a wall or floor. "Move I'm a doctor" I said pushing my way through. My words were caught through in my throat. "Troy." I whispered. Taylor was kneeling over him she looked fine. I pushed my fingers to his neck and checked for a pulse. "He's alive." I said seeing my vision get blurry.

"Gabi, he's going to be ok." I heard Taylor say. I look over at her and smile. My eyes travel over her body and the one thing I saw first was the damp spot in her jeans.

"Oh my…Taylor are you having contractions?" I asked her, looking back at Troy with my hand over his wound. It just missed the heart.

"No why…" she asked looking at me.

Before I cold respond she fell back onto the floor and starting seizing. "TAYLOR!" I yelled. I let go of Troy asking the nurse that was near me to help him. I crawled quickly towards Taylor and that's when I noticed the gunshot wound in her stomach. It was now visible in the light. The dark purple shirt looked like it was blending the blood in with it. I put my hand over the wound. Troy's blood was covered with it. "Shit, shit, shit, this is not happening." I whispered.

"Did anyone call doctors?" I yelled. I hated ER now. Abby was pregnant she was nearly shot; she had the baby, and now Taylor. Shit.

"I called Bailey, Kelsi, Ryan, Sharpay, Chad and the rest of them." I heard Michael say.

I nodded my head letting him know I heard. I looked behind me and saw that the Cumming's kid was on the ground with two police men arresting him. They were the security people here. Taylor's body was still on the floor, her eyes were still open. "I didn't…notice…it…" she whispered to me.

"Don't worry it's not your fault." I said smiling at her.

I looked at Troy as Bailey went to him. "Oh my God." I looked around. Kelsi, Sharpay, Zeke, and Chad were standing there. Chad was holding Catherine with his mouth open. "Taylor." He whispered handing Catherine over to me. I took her in my arm with my right hand still over the wound.

Taylor smiled at him, but said nothing. "Excuse me." I stood up and let the doctors get to Taylor and start working on her. I backed away from the two of them as my hands rested on Catherine's butt and back…my blood hands.

"Gabriella come on you need to be checked out." Kelsi said.

I looked at them confused. "No, I'm fine this is Taylor and Troy's blood…" I said trailing off.

"No, Gabriella, your arm." Ryan said. I glanced down at my arm. The bullet had made a small graze on it. Nothing major…

"She's only five months. The bullet hit her stomach." I said. "The bullet missed Troy's heart." I added in.

"Here," Zeke said taking Catherine out of my arms or at least trying. My grip tightened around her. "Gabi, let me take her." He said softly.

"No, I want her here now. This is my what third time nearly loosing her…no she's mine." I said holding onto her kissing her forehead. I breathed in the baby smell. Bailey and three other doctors rushed passed us with Troy and Taylor on stretchers.

"What did they say?" Sharpay asked Chad.

I looked at Chad. He looked like he had seen death. "Her pulse is steady. The baby's coming no matter what. It'll be on the respiratory system till its lungs are fully developed." He said giving a week smile.

"That's good." Ryan said.

"It's very good, but they're going to need what caused her to have a seizure." He said as we started walking.

"Did you hear what they said about Troy?" Zeke asked.

"Uh…no. I'm not so sure…sorry I was just focusing on Taylor." Chad said to me mainly.

"It's ok…" I said breathing against Catherine's head. She laid her head on my shoulder and had her thumb in her mouth.

"Look Gabi you really have to get that checked out. Come on you can still hold Catherine." Kelsi said. She laid a hand next to Catherine's head. She led me downstairs. I heard the group saying they'd call each other. Ryan and Sharpay were going to be with Troy. Zeke was going with Chad to Taylor's room to tell e with her when she was giving birth.

Kelsi led me to an empty ER room saying that she would just stitch it up herself. She rolled up my sleeve. I looked at the wound as she injected some numbing medicine in my arm. It was small. I got two stitches.

We walked up to the fourth floor where Troy was. Taylor was one floor down. We walked up to Ryan and Sharpay. I looked around the observation room above the OR. There were three people there. I looked down into the room where Troy was. How hard was it to remove a bullet?

"Uh, his vitals and blood pressure is fine. He hasn't lost a lot of blood and he should be fine. The bullet hit a blood vessel, but that's fine. They repaired it. It didn't hit any arties. Half an inch lower and his lungs would have collapsed. They're just making sure everything is fine." Sharpay said.

All that in an hour…it took me an hour to get my stitches. Catherine kept moving around.

"I'm going to go upstairs." I said walking away. I walked to the staircase where I leaned against the wall once I got halfway down the flight of stairs. I let the sob control my shoulders as they heaved back and forth. I held Catherine's head to my chest. I didn't want to let her go. I took in a deep breath and wiped my eyes. Once I felt in control I walked the flight and went onto the third floor. I looked to my right where the four bullets had hit the wall. I continued to Taylor's room. As I got near there I could hear yells.

Breathe in
Breathe out
Tell me all of your doubts
Everybody bleeds this way
Just the same

"I'm only five months along…I…I can't…" I heard Taylor wail. I pushed through the door and walked into the greenish room. It was the room I had woken up in when I had Catherine. I looked at Taylor who had her legs propped up. She was leaning against the pillows holding Chad's hand. Her face was streaked with tears as a stand by nurse was waiting to hook the baby up to the breathing machine.

"Taylor, you have to." Chad urged her.

Breathe in
Breathe out
Move on and break down
If everyone goes away
I will stay

I looked at Taylor as her eyes wandered over to meet mine. "Gabi." She breathed out. I walked up to the other side of her bed and took her other hand. My hands were white and pale, but somewhat red from the scrubbing to get the blood off. "Hey…your having a baby." I said smiling at her. It was a false smile, but I had to give something.

We push and pull
And I fall down sometimes
I'm not letting go
You hold the other line

"Gabi, tell them I can't do it, I'm only five months…" she wailed to me.

Cause there is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes

I took a breath in and let it out. What was I suppose to say?

"Calm down. First off you need to believe in this moment, that your baby is coming. Once it's out your going to be rushed into the ER to have surgery on that bullet wound." I said. Was it right? I don't know.

Hold on
Hold tight
If I'm out of your sight
And everything keeps moving on
Moving on
Hold on
Hold tight
Make it through another night

"I don't want her to die. She'll die if I give birth." Taylor cried with pain and sadness.

"Tay, you don't know this. Look at this," I said pointing to a sleeping Catherine with my eyes, "Remember what the doctors said to me? They said her chances were slim. Tay, look at her now. She's what ten months…six….I don't know as long as she's alive that means she proved the doctors wrong. She proved them wrong and I know this little one is going to prove them too…I promise you." I said smiling.

Flashback

"How is she?" Gabriella asked in a low quiet voice.

Bailey looked at her intern and took in a deep breath. "She's…she weighs one pound and her lungs aren't fully developed. She was blue when we got her out, but she's in her normal color now. There are soft spot around her skin so we're letting them grow. She's on a machine to help her breath…"

Gabriella looked up and saw her boss's mouth a little open. "But…" Gabriella started out for her.

"But she…when we got her out she wasn't breathing and we finally got her too, but there's a very slim chance she'll make into her third day…" there she said it, she said it and she felt horrible. One lucky baby came into the world and it only had about three days to live. She looked at Gabriella as she just stared. "Gabriella, I'm so sorry." She whispered.

Gabriella shook her head sniffling. "I'm fine, I was told to expect this." She whispered, not letting her tears fall. "Please just, go away." Gabriella whispered pressing her palms against her eyes.

…

"Hey little girl, I'm your mommy, Gabi. You're the best kicker I think I have ever felt, did you know that? Well you are and I loved every second of it. You're doing great so far, you're my prefect little angel." Gabriella said and unconsciously she let her fingers trace her daughter's stomach.

…

My name…she never said my first name unless it was telling a patient's family that they had passed away…

"No she still has one more day." I said shaking my head and walking over to the incubator and looking into it. I placed my hand on top of it, letting my finger tips trace the glass. Her chest rose softly on its own. "She's breathing on her own." I said barely above a whisper. I looked up and saw every one was gone. It was just us four.

"She's only breathing for while. She'll be gone within an hour or less. No more." she said. I looked at her.

…

"She's healthy…her lungs aren't fully developed, but she's perfectly healthy and you were right, she has asthma. We'll get medicine for her, but don't excite her. Her lungs aren't fully developed yet." Bailey said warning me.

…

"You're a big girl, yes you are." I cooed Catherine. She was now six months old and she came home about three months ago. She was doing great.

End of Flashback

Everyday, there comes a song
With the dawn

We push and pull
And I fall down sometimes
But I'm not letting go
You hold the other line

"Ok, Taylor your doing great!" her doctor said to her as Taylor pushed. I looked at Chad who had panic written across his face praying the baby was alright.

"Ahhh! I'm pushing!" she yelled as the doctor urged her on.

"Okay, okay Taylor stop pushing. She's crowning!" the doctor yelled. Taylor fell back against the pillows and looked at Chad.

"I love you." She said to him.

"And I love you." He said kissing her forehead. I smiled at them. They were the perfect couple.

Cause there is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes
There is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes

Breathe in
And breathe out

"Okay, we have a girl!" the doctor yelled.

"Is she okay?" Taylor asked as the baby was handed over to the nurse.

She looked so small. There wasn't a cry filling a room like the one I heard three doors down on the way here. "Oh my god…please tell me she's not dead." Taylor said crying as Chad held onto her. I felt Catherine shift against me. Another nurse was setting Taylor up to transfer her downstairs for the bullet wound.

"No, let me see my baby!" Taylor yelled as she was wheeled out of the room. Chad was hot on their wheels. I looked at the nurse who was now cleaning the baby's form. She was already hooked onto the breathing machine.

Breath in
And breathe out
Breathe in
And breathe out
Breathe in
And breathe out

"How is she?" I asked.

The nurse looked at me and smiled. "Her lungs aren't developed fully yet, but from the looks of it she's fine. We're going to run some tests on her and see from there." She said. I nodded my head and walked out of the room.

Look left
Look right
To the moon
And the night
Everything under the stars
Is in your arms

I walked upstairs, but my legs felt heavy with each step. Once I opened the door I was met by three people. "Troy's out of surgery. He's in room 364. He's still a sleep, but you can sit in with him." Ryan said to me.

"Uh, Taylor had baby girl. She's in the ER now." I said pushing passed them and walking down the hallway with rooms 350 to 370.

I opened the door to his room. His face looked pale with all the wires. I sat down next to him in the chair. My arms were numb from carrying Catherine all day…night was it?

"Troy," I whispered…

Cause there is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes
There is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes

"I want to marry you…and I don't mean a year from now or three, but I mean when everything is settled. When Taylor and her baby are ok and out of here and when you're ok. I want to marry you and move into a big house and have more kids and have a husband. I love you Troy…"

There is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes
There is a light
In your eyes
In your eyes

"I wanna marry you even if it means dying…" I whispered holding his hand and kissing Catherine's forehead…

A/N EIGHT PAGES BABY!!! Lol, it's eight pages guys I feel so happy. Now most of you are saying ugh this is soo really rushed and the medical facts are so wrong, but hey I'm only 15 what can you say?????? Ths song is called "Breath in Breath out" by Matt Kearney. It's a great song!

Um…I hope you all read and review. And I hope you enjoyed the loooonnng flash back lol those flashback are around Chapters 13-16.

Night:)