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Chapter 13: After Events

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Gabi watched as Hetty shuffled about on the bed for a bit, before she started rapidly shaking. Gabi thought she was cold, but as she hopped off the bed to grab a blanket she watched as Hetty's small limbs began to twitch and jerk and she was clenching her teeth. She immediately knew something wasn't right.

She thought back to her medical training that took place years ago, and she recognised the symptoms. Her eyes widened in shock and fear for the little girl on her bed. "Troy!" she screamed in fear as she gently moved her daughter into the recovery position before she knelt down in front of Hetty by the side of the bed. "TROY!" she screamed again.

She sighed with relief as she heard Troy's heavy footsteps pounding up the stairs, probably taking them two at a time, she guessed. Then he burst into the room. "Gabi what is it baby. You sounded really panicked and scared." He then gazed at Hetty. "Oh, My. Gabi, what's happening?"

"Troy," Gabi said after a deep breath, "She's having a seizure..."

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Troy took a moment to consider his wife's words, before he pulled her shaking body to his. "Baby brie, shhh," He soothed. "How Long?" he asked as he pulled back and looked at her. Gabi glanced at the alarm clock and tried to work out the time.

"About a few minutes now," she told him, her voice shaky.

Hetty let out a strangled cry from her position on the bed. "Momma!" she cried before she let out a blood curdling scream.

Gabi immediately wriggled out of Troy's embrace and knelt in front of Hetty. She reached out and took the child's tiny hand within hers, her thumb rubbing soothingly over her knuckles. "Hetty, shh," She told the child. "It's alright baby girl, your safe. Shh,"

"Momma," Hetty whimpered, as Gabi climbed onto the bed behind her, and pulled the small girl to her body.

"It's alright, calm down. Good Girl." Gabi was muttering to the child. She stopped and looked at Troy. "Hospital." she mouthed to him and he nodded. Troy flung open the bedroom door and sprinted down the stairs to go get the car ready. He pulled out his phone to ring his Mom, when she walked through the door.

"Troy honey, your an adult, do I really have to tell you not to run around the house?" Lucille teased.

"Mom, not now. Can you watch the kids and prepare for the birthday party please." He panted. "I've got to take Gabi and Hetty to the hospital now. It's urgent." He then rummaged through the draws looking for his keys, without realising they were in his hands.

"Troy honey, calm down. What's wrong?"

Troy stopped what he was doing and he collapsed into a Kitchen chair and placed his head on his hands. "Hetty had a seizure." He said, his voice breaking. Lucille gasped and Troy looked up at her, his eyes blood shot around the edges. "I'm scared Mom." he admitted quietly. "She's so small, and it's never happened to any of us before." He then stood up.

Lucille engulfed her son into a hug. "She's a fighter Troy," she told him. "What ever it is, she'll fight it off. You know she will. But for now you have to be strong, for Gabi, for the other kids. For her." Troy pulled away as Gabi came down the stairs. Hetty wrapped up within a yellow blanket, cradled tightly in her mothers arms. Lucille could see the tear stains on Gabi' face, and the way her daughter-in-laws body shook slightly with fear. Fear she held for the ever so tiny child in her arms. Lucille thought back to when the quads were babies. Hetty was the biggest by far. Weighing almost a pound heavier than the other three. But now, laid in Gabi's arms, the poor girl looked so small and helpless. And Lucille couldn't stop the small tear that rolled over her face.

Troy went and stood next to Gabi, he kissed the side of her head quickly and looked into her big sad eyes. "She'll be alright Brie, I promise." he managed a weak smile that she copied before he rested his hand on her lower back and began to guide her to the car.

Lucille smiled at the pair. Troy stopped before he left and he looked at his Mom. "Thanks," he mumbled and Lucille nodded.

"Go see what's wrong with her Troy and remember, be strong. I'll call and let them know your coming."

Troy closed the door and walked over to the car. Gabi was sat in the back seat by the window. Hetty laid out over the seats with her head in Gabriella's lap. Gabi's fingers running through the girls brown curls, she looked up at Troy. Her brown eyes fully of worry. "Troy," she whimpered. "I'm really scared." Troy bent and kissed her forehead.

"I know Brie, I am too. But we've got to be strong until we know what's wrong. Okay?" He stared into his wife's eyes, and she nodded slowly. He kissed her again before he pulled back and closed the back door. He slid into the front seat, and started the car. "Mom said she'd call the hospital." Troy said as he drove of the driveway, glancing in the rear view mirror to check on his girls.

Hetty had curled up against Gabi, and was wrapped tightly within the yellow blanket. "Momma," she whimpered as she closed her eyes. "Momma, feel sick." Her brown eyes blinked open, and she looked at Gabi sadly. "Me feel sick," She repeated and Gabi tightened her grip. "Momma, make it go away!"

Gabriella leant forward and kissed Hetty's forehead. "I know baby girl, I know." she muttered to the child. "But we're going to see a doctor to make you better."

Hetty blinked rapidly in response, before her body started to twitch and jerk again. She grunted as Gabriella moved Hetty off her lap, and laid her in the recovery position across the seats. She pulled out her phone and immediately started a stopwatch.

"Troy," Gabriella cried as he pulled into the hospital. He turned back to face them, the look of worry spread over his face.

"I'll go get someone, you stay with her." he instructed.

Troy threw open his car door and rushed up to the main desk. "Please," he cried. "You've got to help me. I'm Troy Bolton. My mother should have phoned. It's my daughter she's having another seizure, please my wife is with her but she needs help. She's never had one before!"

The women behind the desk nodded and picked up the phone. What felt like minutes to Troy, but was only a few seconds, doctors rushed up to him.

"The child?" One asked.

Troy turned to the door where Gabriella walked in cradling Hetty who was whimpering softly. More doctors appeared with a bed, and they motioned for Gabi to set Hetty upon it.

Hetty screeched and gripped onto Gabi. "No! Momma! Momma!" A tear rolled over Gabi's cheek as she pulled Hetty off her. "I'm here baby," she muttered. "I'm here, calm down shhh." She ran her hand over the girls head as her eyes drooped shut and the bed rolled forward. The movement causing Hetty's eyes to fly open and start screaming for Gabi again.

A nurse, this time, turned to Gabi and Troy as they began to wheel Hetty down the hall and into a room right at the end of the corridor. Her screams echoing through the building. "Mrs Bolton, what's your daughters name?" Gabi looked up at her. "H... He... Hetty," she stuttered.

Troy wrapped her in his arms and kissed the top of her head. "It's alright Brie, she'll be alright."

The couple followed the nurse down the hall, and she asked them questions. "How many seizures has she had?"

"2" replied Troy, keeping his arm around Gabi and pulling her firmly against him.

The nurse wrote it down on her clipboard. "Alright, how long have they lasted for and has she had any before?"

Troy turned to Gabi, he didn't know the length of them, only Gabi knew that. "Urm, the first one was about 2 minutes long, this recent one was about a minute and a half. And no this has never happened before." Gabi responded shakily, Hetty's cries still echoing around in her head.

Troy and Gabi followed the nurse into a room where Hetty was laid upon the bed curled up within the yellow blanket, her cries had subsided and she was sobbing gently. A heart rate monitor peg had been clipped onto her left thumb. She glanced up at her parents as they walked in the door.

"Momma," she whimpered and Gabi immediately rushed to her side. Taking Hetty's small right hand within hers she rubbed her thumb over the back of the hand and she leant forward to drop a kiss to the girls forehead.

"I'm here baby, Momma's right here." She glanced back when Troy stood behind her and placed his hands on his shoulders. "I'm here too sweet girl." Troy told her, and for the first time in a while, Gabi gave a small smile.