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A/N: Alright it's the weekend and that means another update first off I want to thank my reviewers from last week; ice94cj, Quizas, HeartsWereNeverMeantToRace, chaylorXtraylorlover, Erieaud, LunaSolTierra, serena's girl 4-ever, Marchbabe, lilmissmonique, tina, and MermaidRam85. Thank you all for reviewing and I hope everyone likes this chapter and please remember to sent me a review I really want to know what you think.
Baby S
Chapter Fourteen
"Okay so what have you been doing for the last few days, that cell phone of yours has been glued to your ear almost night and day." Taylor asked as she leaned forward in the tub to allow Troy to gently wipe the soapy washcloth down her back. She sighed at the touch of it and then partially turned around to look up at him. Troy sat perched on the edge of the tub silently as he thought about what exactly to tell her. However, his thoughts were broken up by Taylor lifting her hand from the tub and flicking some water into his face.
"Taylor, that is going to be the last time you do that." she giggled as he fixed her with what he probably thought was one of his most heated glares. "And as for your questions...nothing much just setting up some things with Julius." he replied as he dipped his hand into the water and splashed some on Taylor's face. She sputtered and sent him a glare as he quickly vacated his spot on the edge of the tub laughing as he did. "You started it baby." he stated with a smile.
"I'm suppose to be on bed rest and you're just attacking me." she cried out jokingly, as she pouted in the tub. Troy just grinned and took all of her in. She looked absolutely wonderful, she watched him for a moment and frowned. "I'm over here pouting and you're just checking me out."
"Appreciating." Troy replied back with a wide grin as he quickly jumped to the side as she slung some water at him. "Baby what...there's nothing wrong with that. You look amazing." Taylor blushed at his words and then quickly looked down.
"Why are you always making me blush I should be use to it by now." she muttered to herself as she looked away from him. Troy just watched her before speaking up.
"Don't worry you're get use to my praises eventually, though I have to say, you look real cute when you're blushing and stuff." he replied with a smirk as he walked back to tub, "It's always time for Sharpay and Gabriella to be here...we have to get you out of here." he replied as he picked up the towel that had been sitting on the sink. He stood at the side of the tub and opened the towel and reached out a hand and carefully helped Taylor out of the tub before wrapping her up in the towel and picking her up.
He carefully moved them to the bedroom and sat her down on the bed and walked into the closet as Taylor called out to him where the clothes she wanted to wear were located. Returning to her he smiled at her and then sat the clothes down. "So what are you going to be tonight?"
"I'll be handle some business, but don't worry I won't be gone to long." he replied with a smile. "Do you need some help?"
"With the jeans."
"Are you sure you don't want something more comfortable?" he asked as he looked at the tight jeans that she had him pick out. Taylor looked over at her jeans and then back at him before speaking up in slight confusion.
"Why is something wrong with them?"
"No, nothing wrong's with them...I just think that well maybe you might want something more comfortable and well the baby." he replied nervously, Taylor smiled at his concern and just picked up the jeans.
"I don't think their that tight." Troy nodded and then helped her put the jeans on. They had worked out a system since her return home several nights ago. She would lie back on the bed and he would carefully pull the jeans onto her legs and then help situate them on her waist line. "See." she stated as she pulled the jeans up to show him just much room was left in her jeans. He smiled and then bent down to kiss her still flat stomach.
"Alright then, you know I'm just looking out for little man." he replied as he looked up at her, she smiled and then spoke up.
"Are you going to be upset when we have a little girl, cause that's what we're having." he chuckled at the cocky tone in her voice and slowly shifted so that he was on the bed beside.
"Oh really...so we're having a little girl."
"Yep, and she's going to drive you crazy." Taylor replied knowingly, Troy chuckled and shrugged his shoulders before just smiling as he looked down at her.
"Yeah, you're probably right...I'm thinking if we have a girl. Home school, me as her personal bodyguard and no dating until she is about fifty." he replied. "However any brothers she has...well I don't have any rules as of yet." Taylor rolled her eyes at his response, and just looked up at the ceiling before sighing.
"Men."
"Nope...Daddies of little girls. I'm sure Mr. McKessie was the same way, but see you're so cute you probably broke him down." He replied with a smirk, "Thank God for that, cause I don't know what I would have done if he was seriously going to make you wait till you were fifty...I would have to probably plan an capture and escape plan."
"You need to stop playing Call of Duty." she pointed out, as she sent him a small grin. He chuckled at that and just shook her head for a moment before pushing herself up. Troy was instantly by herself and helping her up as well.
"Call of Duty...please, I'm better than anything and in the attempt of extracting you I would be much better than any Call of Duty when it comes to you." She blushed again, and Troy just smiled knowingly as he looked down at her. "So do you want me to take you downstairs, cause I know they'll be here on time." he replied after a few moments. Taylor looked over at the clock and then nodded her head.
"Sure, can you take me the living room...I want to meet them there." she replied softly as she looked up at him.
"Okay then baby." he quickly bent down and picked her up easily, she wrapped her arms around him and held on tight as he pulled her into his arms. She laid her hand on his shoulder as he headed out of the room.
"Do you really care about what sex the baby is?" she asked as he stepped out of her bedroom, Troy paused at the top of the stairs before just shaking his head and descending down.
"No, I don't...I just want whoever that is in there," he paused and tapped his fingers on Taylor's belly. "To know that I love them and to come out healthy."
"Really."
"Really, I only want what's the best for you and our child." he replied as he looked down at her as he finally came the bottom of the steps. "Don't ever doubt that." Taylor just nodded her head as she looked up at him. They both were brought out of the moment by the sounds of aww's, looking up they saw Maria leading both Gabriella and Sharpay closer to them.
"You guys are just to cute." Gabriella gushes as Taylor blushed and turned her face into Troy's chest. He looked at them for a moment before sighing.
"You're early...really early."
"What you thought we would be late?" Sharpay asked playfully with her hands on her hips. Troy raised an eyebrow at her before playfully replying back.
"Yeah, with you in the mix. Um, yeah I sorta did think you would be a little late." he answered back with a laugh as Sharpay just rolled her eyes. "You guys can follow me, I'm just going to go and place Taylor down." He replied as he pulled her tighter to him and then turned on his heel and headed towards the living room. Once inside, he sat her down on the love seat and watched as Sharpay and Gabriella made themselves comfortable on the sofa.
"Well ladies...I guess I'm gonna have to leave you now," he replied as he stepped back away from Taylor. "Baby, I'll be back as soon as everything is done okay." she nodded and smiled as he bent down quickly and placed a kiss on her lips. "Ladies." he sat as he gave them all a brief smile before walking out the room.
Once he was gone, he picked up his cell phone and dialed Julius' number and waited patiently. After the third ring, Julius picked up the phone and spoke quickly. "Yo, man I've been expecting your call...um so where are you?"
"Headed out right now...did you call everyone you think we need." There was a moment of pause over the phone and then Julius spoke up again.
"Yeah, man...they're going to meet us," Troy pumped his fist and did a little jig out in the hallway as he grabbed his car keys. "Um, I have to ask you again are you sure about this? Darius already hates you enough."
"Do you think I ever cared about what that man thought?" Troy asked, "Look, Julius...I know what I'm about to do and I'm still going to do it because I think it's the right thing to do now. Darius has crossed the line so many times and this time I'm going to make sure he knows to never cross a line like this again."
"Alright fine...I'll meet you there and judging by the time of this call. I guess I can safely say that you will be there last one there."
"Good, I do like to man an entrance." Troy replied smoothly as he walked outside. He quickly unlocked his car and hopped inside and turned the car on. "All I'm asking you to do is to make sure that everyone remains there don't let them leave until I get a chance to talk to them."
"Okay then." Julius replied back. "Peace."
"Peace." Troy replied back in there usual hang-up phrase. Backing up out of the driveway, Troy silently sent up a pray that his plan worked out for the best. He didn't want to have to lose face and see his great plan of revenge fall flat. He wanted to show Taylor, that she would be safe with him. That no one would ever hurt her or their children as long as he was alive and breathing.
"So he's carrying you around now huh?" Sharpay asked with a wide grin on her face as she looked over at her friend. Nodding her head, Taylor looked at her and then sighed.
"Yep, and I can't even talk him out of it."
"Bet its nice though," Gabriella replied with a small smile as Maria walked it. "He treats you good I can see it. You two really are adorable." Maria smiled at the comment and then looked over at Taylor.
"They really are, aren't they," she replied with a small smile as she looked over at Taylor's friends. They really were nice girls and she was glad that her Taylor had them back in her life. Sharpay always in the mood for details that probably weren't shared perked up at the tone of Maria's voice. She quickly looked over at Taylor and could tell that his older woman had to know some of the details to the beginning of their courtship. "He treats her like a princess."
"Oh we know and see that." Sharpay stated with a smile as Taylor ducked her head and blushed at the words. "Maria, I do have to ask you something."
"Oh really and what would that be?" Maria asked as she stood up and looked at the blonde headed woman.
"Do you have any stories to share?" she asked pointedly. Maria smirked at the thought of sharing some of the stories she had picked up while working for Taylor. The whole courtship was such a wonderful thing to watch and she certainly didn't mind sharing.
"Maria doesn't have the time?"
"Oh nonsense...we're just talking, Taylor. If she wants to share something than she can," Sharpay replied with a smirk before looking back at Maria who was moving towards the chair closes to Taylor. Sharpay waited till she was seated and then clapped her hands like her son who usually got excited for story time. "Oh please tell me you have something good."
"How about the time I caught them in the kitchen with Troy's shirt off." Taylor winced as both Sharpay and Gabriella sent her a look.
"Oh please tell this story and don't leave out anything...I want to know everything you heard." Taylor just groaned and bowed her head as Maria smirked over at her. She couldn't believe them, especially Maria who even had the nerve to start the story with 'Once a upon a time.'
Troy pulled up outside the small club that Julius had gotten for the meeting, and parked his car. Getting out, he sighed for a moment before pulling his jacket closer and heading towards the entrance of the building. Before he even got to the front door, Julius had stepped out with a brief smile on his face. Troy bounced back on his heels and looked at him before speaking. "Is everything okay?" he asked quickly, Julius raised an eyebrow at the look on his face before nodding his head.
"Yeah, man everything is cool...I just thought I'd come out here and meet with you before you go in there."
"Oh okay," Troy answered back nervously. "So um, what's the feeling that you're getting from them in there." he asked as he lifted a hand and rubbed it along the front of his face. Julius rocked back on his heels for a moment before speaking.
"I think the vibe I'm getting from them is that everything is going to be cool man." Julius replied with a smirk as he looked at the younger man who was now quite comfortable with calling his friend. Troy glazed up at him with a bright smile on his face before pumping his fist.
"Yes."
"Hey, I said it was a good vibe not a done deal. They want to hear from you about everything. You know Darius sent out a company wide memo once Christmas was over. He told them all that you and Taylor were doing nothing more than trying to make him out to be the person in the wrong.
"What!"
"Yeah, and that someone I've been trying to take the company from him. Those were his reasons as to way he ousted us, and the media will be running that story at the start of the new year." Troy paled for a moment before sighing.
"What else is he saying?"
"He's talking about how much he loved Taylor and how you're doing nothing but using her and she's falling for it hook, line and sinker." He muttered as Troy's face reddened. Trying his best not to explode from anger Troy turned away from Julius and took two deep calming breaths. He should have known something like this would happen. Darius wasn't exactly new to the music industry and right now he was trying his best to taint both is his and Taylor's name. He had the money and power to do it, and that's what worried him.
"He hasn't mention our child has he?" Troy asked softly even though his voice took on a harsh tone that he was sure Julius could feel. Shaking his head, Julius silently thanked God that Darius had decided against using their child in his attacks. Judging from the look on Troy's face that mistake would have been the last one that Darius would have made in his lifetime. "Good, I don't feel like going to jail anytime soon." Troy muttered.
"Of course you don't...I don't think there's a person there that looks forward to doing events that could have them sent there." Julius replied back with a chuckle. Troy waved his words off and then looked down.
"How bad do you think the blow back is going to be?" Julius shrugged his shoulders before sighing.
"Taylor is the darling of America right now. Here music is wonderful and her fans love her. They'll want the true story...and if you want to do a tell all interview I don't know how that's going to work."
"Maybe later." Troy replied, He certainly didn't want Taylor to have to bother with interviews and stupid ass questions from reporters. Not while she was pregnant and not when it could endanger the child she was currently carrying. He was going to make everything stress free for her.
"Alright then are you ready to talk to them...cause I'm certainly ready to get this over and done with." he replied with a shake of his head. Troy smirked over at him, and just shook his head before reaching out and patting him on the back.
"Come on let's go and get this done." he replied with a small smile. They entered the building and walked to the back where a room was. Entering Troy was surprise to see Jamal, Carlos, Alisha and four other people. "Hello, thanks for coming?"
"You're welcome...so what exactly are we doing here. Julius mentioned something about a record label." Jamal Westland asked from his spot in the back, Troy looked over at him and then spoke up his voice smooth.
"Well, I'm sure by now you all know about Darius and his so-called complaints against me and Taylor." he stated, as he looked each and everyone of them over. Carlos nodded his head and leaned back in his chair while covering the back of his wife's chair with his arm.
"Yeah, and I know that they're all lies." Carlos said, as his wife just nodded her head in agreement. "You've got our support, Troy...and so does Taylor."
"You've got my support, too." Jamal stated. "However I just want to know one thing and I'm pretty sure that we're all wondering this. Will we be able to have creative control on this label. I'm not leaving one label with someone telling me what to do just to enter into the same situation."
"Look, man...don't you think I thought I of that. I don't want to be in that situation myself. I'm pretty sure that none of you do. Everyone gets creative control...unless it's too much and since we're all adults here I'm sure you all know what too much is." he replied smoothly as he looked at them. Jamal nodded his head in understanding before smiling for real.
"Then count me in."
"And us too." Carlos replied for himself and his wife. Troy grinned and then looked at the four people he didn't really know.
"How about you guys?" he asked softly wondering what they would do. The tall black man seated next to the very petite black woman nodded his head.
"My name is Doug and this is my wife Lisa and yeah we're in too. Darius has been constantly making us do whatever it is that he wants. On your label I at least hope we'll be able to do what it is that we want to do as real artist."
"I have no problem with that. Julius and I won't stop to promoting any of you. In fact I'm sure we'll promote you just as hard as we would promote myself, Taylor and Jamal. Look this is going to be a good label and no one should feel like they are being forced to do anything that they don't want to do."
"That sounds good to me." said another black male.
"And me." said a taller white male who was sitting near the other man. "Oh and by the way my name is Oliver and he is Yolando." Troy raised an eyebrow at the name as the black man bowed his head and sighed.
"My mother's name was Yolanda but since I turned out to be a boy she named me Yolando...um but everyone else calls me Lando." he replied with a brief smile. "And that...what you're talking about doing sounds real good to me."
"Good...so are you all going to come label."
"What's the name of it." Carlos asked as he looked at Troy who froze for a moment before speaking up.
"Um, that I haven't come up with yet but I'll be sure to let you know when I do." he replied with a smirk, at the looks on their faces he gave them all a big smile. "Besides what does it matter what the label is called..." he finished as he gave them all a smile.
By the time Troy made it back he was on cloud nine, entering the house he heard the television on in the living room. Quickly closing the door he made his way back there and stopped as he saw Taylor quickly lounging on the sofa quietly watching television. He stood in the doorway for a moment just watching her before she looked up and spoke to him. "How did your meeting go?" he smiled and walked over to her. Gently lifting up her legs he placed himself on the sofa and placed her feet in his lap.
"It went good...it went real good." he replied with self-satisfied smile. "Julius and I have some people willing to come on over and that's about it." he stated smoothly. "Darius is probably gonna know sometime soon and when he comes at us I'll be ready." Taylor was silently for a moment before turning her head completely so she could look at Troy for a moment before speaking up.
"Okay so you took the some artists and behind the scenes workers...," she paused at the look he was currently giving her and smiled. "Lisa told me," he nodded his head in understanding as she pressed on. "So what are you going to do after you start this label, Troy."
"The label needs to start out with one huge record," he paused for a moment before looking at her. "I'm thinking about making a new debut album one I can truly say I'm proud of." he replied smoothly as he looked over at her. His mind immediately thinking up songs as he sat there and thought it all out.
"What about me I could put some things out?"
"Baby, really...the doctor said for you to take it easy and that's exactly what's going to happen. When he gives you the green light, then I'll consider letting you record." she jerked her head up at his words and shook her head.
"Consider?"
"That's right consider," he paused for a moment and sighed. "I'm just looking out for you and the baby...there's no other motive, here." he replied as he looked at her. "Until you're well I really don't want you back in the studio or the stage...we have to watch out for little man." he replied as he reached out and placed a hand on her stomach. Taylor sighed as he laid his hand there and looked at him as if he grown two heads.
"I thought you said that you didn't truly care what the baby was as long as it was healthy." Troy groaned and moved to get off the sofa. Taylor gasped as he quickly hoisted her up into his arms. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she looked up at him expectedly. "Well?"
"What? Can't a hope for a son," he replied as he headed for the stairs, "Besides there's two much work I have to get done if we were to have a daughter. I would have to train an attack dog, get my license for firearms, build a tower, and then buy some stress pills cause with you and me as her parents well let's just say she'll be a knockout and I really don't need the stress in my life." he finished his small speech with a bright smile as Taylor giggled.
"Oh yeah, that's to much work...but you know what I would like to see you do all that. So I'm still hoping for a little girl so you can do all of that." she replied with a smile. Troy just rolled his eyes and marched upstairs towards their bedroom.
It was almost around midnight when Troy's cell phone rang, rolling away from Taylor he picked it up and held it to his ear. "Hello?"
"You think your ass is slick, muthafucka."
"Why hello Darius," Troy muttered as he slowly got out of the bed and walked out to the balcony. Taylor needed her rest and he wasn't going to allow her to awake to whatever conversation he was about to have with Darius Combs. "Did you know it was about midnight...it's a little to late for you to be calling me."
"Man fuck you...you think you're just going to take my people from me."
"I'm not taking everyone." Troy replied back with smirk as he leaned against the balcony. "I mean you're a genius right, what do you need them for right. I thought you could do anything."
"Carlos is my best studio producer."
"Too bad his name is hardly on anything." Troy replied back with a chuckle. "Look, just think of this time as a opportunity to show off that incredible mind you have and I'll just allow the people I've surrounded myself with to receive the credit they deserve."
"There's no money in that?"
"There's no money for them if they continue to work for you." Darius chuckle at his words and then immediately stopped as he lowered his voice so he could sound as menacing as possible.
"You think they're going to do anything with you. I'm about to have you blacklisted...that's what is about to happen to you and Taylor. You, two will never perform again and you certainly won't be able to have your records played. I'll make sure of that." he replied
"Oh so you're threatening us huh." Troy asked with a chuckle. "Look man, I'm not going to be on this phone fussing with you all night. My wife is asleep and I'm going to join her real soon and-."
"Taylor isn't your wife."
"What doesn't make her my wife? Huh, she's my wife in every way that counts. Just because we haven't made it official in the eyes of outsiders such as yourself doesn't mean a damn thing to me."
"So you don't care that she was with other men during her time at Dee records, that doesn't bother you at all."
"No, it doesn't." he replied back with a frown. "What she did was in the past, and because I love her I'm willing to accept her and her past. Everything. However, don't think I'm going to accept what you're calling her. I can read between the lines and you aren't really being slick. Call her that again and I drive to wherever you are and place my foot so far up your ass, you'll be kissing my feet."
"Is that a threat?"
"No, just a promise...you'll have to learn that when it comes to my family I do not play, and as far as you blacklisting us. All I have to say is bring it on, cause I'm sure you know this by now. It doesn't matter what you think or want...the bottom line is the fans and Taylor has a lot of them and unlike you I'm sure they really like her."
"Well see...but if you think I'm going to take you stealing my people from me."
"You didn't own them, Darius...they made a choice and as far as I'm concern it was probably the best choice they could have made. Just like Taylor."
"Really, man please the only reason she came back to you is because she knew you were stupid enough to love her. She left you on Christmas for me..did with her own free will." Darius chuckled through the line. "Let's be real the only reason she came back to you is because I told her about how I felt if I hadn't she'd still be my 'sister,' he said the term with a sneer and also a hint of disgust. "And I'd still e making money off of her."
"With me she doesn't have to worry about that. I won't be making money off of her. She won't have to worry about me using her."
"Please like you won't be doing that to get your damn label off the ground. She's the only headliner you stole, everyone else is replaceable."
"Then why the phone call."
"I'm just letting you know that you won't win...none of you will. Ideals mean nothing to the public and that's all you're made of." he snapped out coldly, Troy narrowed his eyes and stepped back away from the ledge.
"When I'm done with you...when I actually put the truth out there and the records we'll see just how much ideal sells for...in the mean time, don't call me or my family...you won't like the result." Troy stated before hanging up the phone. Holding the phone in his hands, he braced himself on the balcony and sighed before walking back inside and slipping into bed with Taylor.