Chapter 20 – Six years later

"Eric," I screeched as I stormed through the hospital hallways. He turned around with overflowing paperwork. I was in my first year of being a nurse. I had just graduated a year earlier to being an RN and a diabetes educator.

"El, what the hell do you want now?" I huffed as I finally caught up to him. "They have me working in the NICU today. I was just trying to tell you that I wont be on the diabetes floor." He rolled his eyes, "Like I give a shit about where you work?" my eyes pulled back and then I looked at him. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

He sighed and ran his fingers through his rough blond hair. "Issy and I had a huge fight this morning and Grace saw it all," Eric had gotten married, even despite me calling he would come out of the closet with Carter but he had found his wife Isabella at a bar and they have had a great relationship. Two and half years after getting married, little Grace came along. Grace is three right now and wise beyond her years.

"She is three," I told him, "She already asked if we were getting a divorce." My eyes widened and then I took a deep breath, "This is what your forth fight in the past two weeks?" Eric blew out a sigh, "I know. I think maybe we just need a break from each other, I love her like no other but, I don't know," I patted his back, "You can come out with Troy and I tonight for some beers."

"I might need that. Do you mind if I crash at your house?" I shook my head, "For tonight, but I think you two need to sit down and figure out why you guys are fighting so much." Eric nodded, "Thanks. Have fun in the NICU today. Should be fun." I grinned and then walked off.

I looked at my watch and decided Troy should be up. I had a five to five shift at the hospital, I requested it due to I wanted to be home at night with Troy. After we graduated from our schools, I went to Duke for nursing and Troy went to Duke for Law. He was so close to the finish line too. He finished his bachelor before I did which shocked a lot of people, and then decided to go into law as one of his teachers saw him as a good lawyer.

He was in his intern year of being a lawyer. He had done fabulous in law school that he finished in three and half years. He shocked his parents by keeping his grades up and going to Duke in the first place. He took summer classes to get him closer to his degree and even though they said it was a bad idea, he kept me as his girlfriend.

It was never easy and it still isn't. He is working long hours and I have barely seen him in the last week. That is why I requested nights off, I want to be with Troy as much as I could but his law firm was a hard ass on him.

Troy did his law school at Yale, the time separated sucked but he said it was probably good. I focused on my last bit of school while we began his next three years in law school, I helped him pass his bar exam to get in and he passed on his first try…barely but he did.

That is when he went to law school. We basically saw each other every four months or so. He was always worried about me; he would text me each morning to make sure I woke up. Troy was always scared I wouldn't wake up from my sleep, due to a low blood sugar. He had plenty of people on stand by.

Troy's time on the phone was limited since he was studying like crazy and doing all of his work that needed to be done. Then he graduated. He had his law degree in hand. Now, it was time for his intern year at Harbon and Law. It was on of the best in New Mexico. He was there by seven thirty and was supposed to be back at the house by six but he was always late for some reason or another.

I pulled my phone out of my scrub pocket as I slipped into the nurse's station. "Hello?" a sleep deprived Troy answered the phone, "Hey babe, you not awake yet?" I asked pulling the coffee towards my lips. "I have been lying in bed trying to find energy to get out of bed."

I giggled, "I'm sorry baby."

"I didn't even get to see you last night." Troy mumbled this was true; I went out to dinner with my mom and then went over to Sharpay's for a glass of wine. When I got home Troy was already passed out on the bed. "I wanted to wake you up but I knew you were tired."

"You should have, I really miss talking to you. We havent gotten more than five minutes with you since last Saturday when we went over to my moms house," I sighed softly as my pager began to go off. "Troy, I gotta go. When is your lunch?"

"I have no clue. It changes fucking daily," I nodded, "Well call the NICU nursing station on your lunch. You will get a hold of me better that way."

"Will do. Love you Brie,"

"Love you too," I pushed the phone into my pocket before I went into the NICU. I washed my hands and the pulled on my gloves. "How is all of these lovely babies today," I said walking around, "Gabi," I turned to see the NICU supervisor. "Yea,"

"Do you know why we moved you up to NICU," I shook my head, "Nope." Dan nodded his head; he then walked me over to a crib. I looked at the little girl. "Yes, what about her?" I asked, "She is a type 1 diabetic," my mouth formed into an o. "Wait, how old is she?"

"Born five hours ago, after one test it was postive. It is crazy trying to control her blood sugar, so I was thinking; maybe you would be willing to pull a twenty four hour shift. Double your pay for the week."

Troy and I were short come on money right now. We split his student loans with Lucille and Jack but it was still a lot plus mine. We were taking all the money that we could get right now.

"Done. I will take it," he thanked me, "Her name is Hope, she is about a month early. Her blood sugar is out of control, it will drop really low at moments and then spike after we change insulin doses. We don't know what to give her since her body is so small. Check her blood sugar every thirty minutes, adjust after that." My fingers shook as I looked at the little girl.

"God, how are her parents?" Dan sighed, "They need your help. They are going to get classes but this is so different,"

"I have never done this before, I mean not this small." My fingers shook, "How do I know if she is low?" I asked him with a long look, "You are the diabetes educator! Shouldn't you know?" I blew out a sigh as I shook my head, "I have no clue. I mean we talked about with infants but not preemies. She can barely breathe by herself."

Dan sighed, "That is why I want you hear twenty four hours. To find her patterns and to see what happens," I turned to look at the little girl again, she had the right name. Hope.

I sat down in the rocker next to the crib as I watched her for a moment. Her eyes were shielded as I stood up, "I am going to go speak to the parents. Do you mind if I have Rachel watch her?" I asked Dan, "Check her blood sugar and then go talk to the parents." I nodded as I quickly checked her blood sugar.

It came back in the 180s. "I'll take that. I will take that as very good." I whispered to myself as Dan had walked out. "Rach, I am leaving. I am going to go talk to the parents, where are they?" I asked, "Mom is still at the hospital, they transferred Hope here."

"Fantastic. Okay," I rubbed my forehead, "Will you please keep checking her blood sugar and text me if she goes about 240 or below 100." Rachel nodded, I began to walk out when I stopped, and "Also, Troy may call, if he does tell him I am very sorry. I will call him later."

"You got it." I thanked her as I walked out. This was going to be a long twenty four hours.

I walked into the memorial hospital where I walked up to the Nurses station. I worked here my intern year but Carter and Eric helped me get a job at the children's hospital.

"I am looking for Joanna Moore, I am Gabi Montez from the children's hospital," the nurse working looked up, "Yea, and somebody said you were coming over. I will lead you to there room."

I followed her as I stuffed my hands into my scrub pockets. I walked behide as she opened up the door to a room, "Mrs. Moore," her head snapped up, "The nurse from the children's hospital is here to speak with you," she nodded, her eyes were puffy. I noticed a male sleeping in the corner with his hat tucked over his eyes.

"Hi, I am Gabi Montez. I am a diabetes educator and I am a diabetic myself." Her eyes looked into mine, "How long have you had it?" she whispered, her eyes wondered over to her husband I presumed. "About six years, the six year date is actually coming up in March…in two days." I whispered realizing it has almost been six years.

"How old were you?" she asked, "Seventeen," she blew a long sigh out of her mouth. "Was it hard?" I nodded as I pulled up a chair, "Very. I always wondered what it would be have been like if I was younger and dignoised. I was set in my ways when it happened. Then my world changed, it was very hard for me to change it. Hope, your little girl is going to never experience that and it will be easy."

"But what about when she is low I think they call it, how am I supposed to know? I am a first time mom and I am already nervous. I don't want her to die from this," I took a deep breath; "I am going to try to figure out how to figure when she is low. It is going to be hard because sometimes I don't even feel them." I told her honestly, "It's very difficult. My boyfriend can spot them better than I can sometimes. I know I shake, I get dizzy, and I feel like crying."

"I am more scared of the lows than highs." She whispered, "I understand that, but you need to fear those highs. If her blood sugar stays high it could be bad in the future. I am not telling you this will be easy, it will be harder than you can imagine. This is my first case where an infant was born with it. I am working twenty-four hours to watch her. To watch and pick up on her behaviors."

"How is she?" she finally asked, "Good. Hope is doing well, nothing major yet. We are just trying to monitor the blood sugar as best as we can. To figure out how much insulin she will need because it's going to be small. I take about a unit of insulin for every six carbs I eat. Hope on the other hand may only need about 25 grams of carbs for one unit, her body is that small. That is also what we need to figure out is how much."

Joanna took a deep breath, "Can you come live with me?" she asked laughing, "I wish I could but my boyfriend is already missing me." I teased, "How long have you guys been dating?"

"About seven years."

"Wow. That's a long time, getting married any time soon?" I showed that my fingers were empty of any rings. She giggled, "I guess not,"

I pulled out a pen from my purse and grabbed a pad of paper. I scribbled down my phone number, "If you have any questions while sitting here in your boredom call me and leave me a voicemail. I may not answer since I will be attending to your beautiful daughter."

She nodded as I slipped her the paper, "If I text you can you send me a picture of her? I haven't even gotten to see her yet." I felt my breath drop. "You never got to see her?" I asked her, my eyes widening a bit. "Just when she was born, they laid her on my chest and then they whisked her away. Something about her breathing wasn't right since she was a preemie but then they said something about diabetes and transferring her over to you guys. It was all such a whirlwind."

"I am going to do something about that okay. I will let you know all the details soon, but when I go back I will let you know." She smiled and then I got up to hug her. "I am not going to let you do this alone. I know how hard this is, I can even get my boyfriend to come talk so you have a different POV or my parents if that helps."

Joanna wiped her eyes with the tears that have formed, "You are amazing. The best nurse I have ever had," I smiled as I hugged her again. "I will see you in a little bit, I promise you will see your little girl today." She smiled and then glanced towards her husband. "Harry was devastated; he never got to see her. After a long birth I touched her for a second and we never saw her again."

"She is in good hands. I promise," she gripped my hand, "Thank you again, I will text you ASAP." I nodded as I picked up my stuff and left the room. I picked up my cell phone and I had a message from the hospital. I opened it up to hear static, "Gabi, her blood sugar spiked pretty bad. Call me back, like now."

I quickly dialed back and raced to my car. "Rach," I said, "She is like 275," I rubbed my temple as I slide into my beat up Toyota. "I will on my way back, just keep checking every ten minutes." I told her, "Okay, she is awake and crying,"

"That's good, she is showing signs. Write everything down that she is doing. We need to figure out her symptoms." I told her, I pulled into traffic. "Troy called btw; he was very upset that you weren't here. Troy said he probably wouldn't be able to talk till later."

"You didn't tell him I was working twenty four right?"

"Nope, not a word single word." I let out a long breath as I tapped my steering wheel, "Joanna the Hopes mom has not seen her child yet."

"What! We need to do something about this!" I nodded as I agreed; we were only a ten minute drive from the other hospital as I showed my badge back into the parking garage. "Rach, I am here, I will be up there quickly." I picked up my bag and then went running towards the elevator.

I pushed the button multiply times before it showed up.

Working my way into the NICU I washed my hands and put on the gown. I heard the infant cry as I walked in. I went in and then I soothed my hand over her little body.

"Hey baby girl," I pulled my stethoscope out of my scrubs and listen to her heart before I checked her blood sugar again. "You didn't give her any insulin right." I said to Rachel.

"None. I didn't know how much," I nodded as I saw her blood sugar come back at 281. I took a deep breath and then controlled her IV to give her a few drops more per minute.

"I am going to go try and call Troy, I will be back in ten but if something happens, call me in," I said snapping my gloves off. She nodded, Rachel was an intern but in her later months.

I walked out only to see Dan, "Dan! Hey, I have a question for you, do you think we can have the mother of Hope come over to the children's hospital and be under our care."

"Uhm, I don't know." Dan said I looked at him, "Please, she has not even seen her child yet. Her husband never got to see her, please," I begged harder, "I can be her nurse and everything, and I am already on doing twenty four."

"I will make some calls okay but I can't make any promises," I pulled my fingers together, "I love you Dan! Thank you, she was so upset and I can teach her more here."

"When are they releasing her from the hospital?"

"I don't know, tomorrow night or something." I said waving my fingers, "I just know she wants to see her daughter."

"I'll call," I smiled and clapped my hands, "Thank you!"

I collapsed into a nearby chair as I was tired, it was one thirty in the afternoon and Hope was not being easy. She would range from high to low quickly. I did pick up on many things but her insulin doses were going to be crazy. I finally had a moment to check my blood sugar. 130, perfect.

I yawned as I picked up the phone Troy should be on lunch. I dialed his number and then sat twirling the cord around my finger. "Troy," he said, I rolled my eyes.

"Hi," I breathed, "Gabs," he said perking up, "What are you up too?" he asked, "Nothing just taking a small break, I was put on NICU this morning."

"Why?" he asked, "They had a five hour old baby come into the hospital this morning with T1." I said to him, "Oh no, I can't even imagine." I dropped a pen that was in my hand, "The mother hasn't even seen her yet but that's not the point. I was calling to tell you I am working twenty four hours."

"Gabs, I was for sure given the night off after I begged."

"I know, I am so sorry Troy, I have to cancel our night tonight. I have to be here, this mom is depending on me to help her out." I said swirling in the chair. Rachel singled for me and I held up a finger. "Brie," he complained again, "I love you Troy but I gotta go."

"I had this huge night planned!" he protested, "I love you," I said again as I hung up the phone. I pushed off the desk in the nursing station as I went back into the nursery. "Dan just told me the mom is on her way over."

"Good. I am glad," I said as I looked at little Hope. She sucked on the pacifier we had given her after a few shots. I then had an idea, "Rach, what if she had a pump."

"Would it give her such a small amount?" she asked, I picked up my pump from my pocket. I went into the settings and then looked to see how far it went down.

"It goes all the way down to .05" I said, I then jumped out of my chair, I quickly got a hold of Medtronic and asked about the possibility of this.

It was a high chance that it would work, I grinned as we had some spare ones lying around on the diabetic floor for trying out. It wasn't supposed to be done but we did. I dialed Carter and he picked up, "Hey, Carter can you run up a Medtronic Insulin pump up to the NICU,"

"What are you doing up there?" he asked, "A 12 hour old baby girl was born with T1. I want to see if a pump will help with insulin." I said, "Wow, yea, I want to see this I will be up in a few minutes."

"Thanks,"

I hung up the phone and I put my hands on to my hips. I yawned as this was going to be another long fifteen or so hours. I walked over to the coffee cart and poured myself a large cup. I then heard somebody calling my name; I looked up in alert as I saw Joanna and her husband, Harry.

"Hey!" I said cheerful, she was in a pair of sweats and a hoodie. They wheeled her in and I quickly directed them to the room they would be staying in for the night. They offered to have a nurse for her come over to help her out. I opened the door and the large bed sat in the middle.

"Can I see my little girl?" she asked my quickly, "Yes, we just have to go over a few things before we go back there okay?" I fixed my hair as she looked up at me. "You are going into the NICU, I know you said you were a first time mom but you may have heard about the nursery. That is nothing like this. There are a lot of machines making noises, little little babies that are barely alive but we will try to keep you away from that. Hope is only in there because she is checked every twenty to thirty minutes." Joanna nodded her head.

"Okay,"

"Hope is breathing on her own which is very good for being a month early and being diabetic. We are going to let you hold her for a few minutes and see what happens. If all is well, you can hold her longer."

"How is she eating?" I looked at Joanna and then I sighed, "What was your choice of feeding?" I asked, "Breastfeeding." She replied, "That would be good but I think we want to use a formula with her because you can then measure how much she is eating and then dose correctly. Low blood sugars are going to be hard since she can't eat anything solid yet. You are going to have to be very exact on carbs."

Joanna took a deep breath as Harry held onto her shoulders, "Can we please see her now?" she asked, I nodded, "Come on right this way," I said as Harry pushed the wheelchair. They followed me and I helped them wash there hands and put on gowns.

I then lead them back towards Hope. She was sleeping at the moment with her whole body swaddled and a little pink hat on the top of her head.

Joanna gasped and covered her mouth, I glanced towards her, "She is so beautiful," Joanna whispered quietly, Harry looked down at his daughter and I could see the small tears forming in his eyes. I cleared my throat to keep from crying.

I reached in and then I unlocked the top before I slide it open. I gently pulled out Hope who was connected to the wires around her. I carefully placed her in Joanna's arms as she touched her face. "God, she is beautiful, I can not believe this." I took a deep breath as I noticed Harry had his phone out. "Do you want me to take a picture of you guys?" I asked them.

"Please, we don't have family around here and they can't get a flight out so they have been dying for pictures." I took the camera and they posed as a beautiful family. My mind began to wonder as I handed the phone back, I hope Troy and I could be like that some day. We were both so busy but after seven years you felt married to each other.

We had a few fights when Troy was in law school but those came close to when it had been five months apart. We were both dying to see each other and one of us would never pick up the others phone and it was also always somebody's else's fault.

"I will be right out in the nursing station if you need me," I checked my watch, "I will be back in about ten minutes to recheck her blood sugar."

"Thanks," Harry said with a big smile, Joanna couldn't even tear her eyes away from Hope. I burst out of the NICU doors to only run into Carter.

"Well hello there," he said, I let a long breath as looked into his eyes. Carter was married too now, to Delia Bronson. They were a good couple and Delia was down to earth but they had no kids yet.

"You look a little glum, Whats wrong?" he asked me, I tried to talk but my lip trembled instead. Carter shoved the box he was holding onto the shelf before he hugged me. "Gabi, what's wrong?" he asked, I shook my head. "I just miss Troy. I legit havent talked to him since Saturday. We have such different schedules and he can never come take off an hour to come over."

"They say law is hard," Carter said as he rubbed my back, a tear splotched down to my cheek and I took a deep breath. "I feel bad for Eric because I told him he could stay the night and everything. Go out for a beer with us since that is what we were supposed to do tonight but now I have to work."

"You took it though," he explained, I nodded, "It's a win-lose," I said pulling away, I rubbed my eyes, "I want to be here for this baby but I really miss my boyfriend." Carter glanced at me, "I'm sorry Gabs I did bring you that pump though." I cheered quietly as I ripped open the box.

"Let's see if this works," I prayed hard, I was really going to need a miracle to get through this day.

As dinner time approached my stomach began to grumble. I had not put anything in my mouth at all today. The pump had worked, being able to control different amounts at different times kept her very stable…for now.

We were going to let Joanna feed her a bottle in a little bit to see how much we should give her for each carb. We were going to start high and work our way down.

I dropped my head down onto my desk as I had about ten hours left until my twenty four hours was up. I was finishing putting together a bottle when Carter came into the room. "Hey you," he said, I turned and smiled, I was doing a lot better than earlier.

"Hi," I said as I shook the bottle up, "How about I do that and you go grab some dinner or something downstairs." I shook my head, "I will be fine," I replied, "No, and you are going downstairs to eat." He grabbed the bottle from my hand and then he shoved me towards the door gently.

"Fine, if you say so but that is three ounces which," he then threw his hands up, "I got it!" he said nodding; I huffed as I pulled off my gown and then snapped my gloves off. I reached for my bag; I then glanced at my watch. Troy should totally be off work, I can call him while I eat something.

I worked my way towards the elevator and then pushed the button multiply times. Once it arrived I stepped on and pushed the L for lobby.

The doors pried open again and I stepped out as I took a deep breath. The level of this hospital was quiet for the moment until some case comes rushing in those doors. I made my way to the cafeteria only to see his tall figure. His dark black suit with the light blue undershirt. A black tie running down his chest. His hair was swept up and I felt my feet melt into the ground.

His iPhone was clenched against his ear as I felt it always was. Then he took it away from his ear and turned it off, slipping it back into his pocket. He then swirled on his heel before facing me. Our eyes connected and I broke out into a grin. He smiled back and then I rushed forward wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Brie," he said letting his nose hit the top of my hair. We embraced each other like this for a few moments until I pulled back bring him into a long kiss. "God, I have missed you." Troy said pulling his fingers through my hair. Tears almost burned my eyes, "I miss you so much," I said back to him.

"They said it wasn't going to be easy,"

"This is what we say after every long distance break. I mean we have seen each other and talked but," Troy nodded as he knew where I was coming from. "How are your numbers? You look a little low baby girl," he said taking a further survey. "I have been so busy, I havent gotten a chance but once to check."

"Gabi," he warned, "Troy, please, it's been a crazy day." Our hands collapsed together as he stroked my thumb. "So instead of begging for this afternoon off I asked for Friday," I looked at him, "Why Friday?"

"Well, I actually got the whole day off and then it is your sixth anniversary of diabetes." He said pulling me down into his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I don't even have Friday off," I whispered leaning in to press my lips against his. "I don't care, we will get the whole night together." He said rubbing my sides gently.

"That's good, I like having our nights together." I said smiling; I let my head fall on his shoulder. "Do you know how hot you look in a suit," I asked him, he laughed, "Do you know how sexy you make those scrubs look," he winked at me, I giggled leaning in for another kiss.

"I love you," I whispered, "I love you too," his voice was soft but it had all the emotion. Our lips quickly came together as the desperation became bigger. My thin hands wrapped around his neck as I tried to keep him as close as possible to me. "Woah, you do remember this is a child hospital right?"

Troy and I broke apart to see Eric standing above us, he was in normal clothes. "I did hook you up tonight," I said to Troy as I pulled on his tie. "Really,"

"You and Eric can go out tonight, let him drink out his blues. Then pack him into the car and take him home, let him sleep on the couch. I will be crawling into bed with you."

"Oh, we might have a few hours together," Troy said kissing me again, I kissed him back and Eric groaned, "You two need to book a fucking hotel and just fuck each other like no other." Troy to look at Eric and laughed, "Really? Is that how you are going to say that around child," Troy said waving around.

"Oops." Eric said covering his mouth, I laughed as my pager began to beep. I groaned I felt like a doctor today. Troy gripped me tighter around his waist. "Don't leave me,"

"I don't want to but go have a few drinks with Eric, crawl into bed and when I get home I will greatly wake you up." I purred into his ear, he wiggled his eyebrows. "Sounds pretty great to me," my pager began to go off once more and I crawled off Troy's lap when I stumbled. Troy gripped onto my arm as I almost fell over.

"What is your blood sugar?" Troy asked frowning, he directed Eric to go grab something up at the counter as he made me check my blood sugar.

54, "Gabi." Troy said his blue eyes flickered towards mine. I bit on my lip and my pager beeped again, "I need to go and call up to the nursing station, you can walk over." I said reaching for his hand. "Fine, come on." I stood up and Troy kept his arm around my waist.

I reached the phone and called, "Good God, are you and Bolton getting it on downstairs or what?" Carter asked, "No, he is holding me hostage." I said, "BOLTON!" Carter yelled through the phone, "I need my nurse back!"

"What do you mean your nurse?" I protested, "Gabi," he whined, "Her blood sugar spiked. You know more about this case than anybody,"

"Where the hell are all of the doctors? I mean seriously isn't that there job,"

"You are the diabetes educator,"

"An educator, not a do everythinger." He laughed and then Troy stole the phone. "Carter, I will send her up as soon as her blood sugar is higher than 54." Troy glared at me and I leaned into his body.

"Of course she is low,"

"Give her half a unit of insulin." I instructed I gripped my fingers around Troy. He then kissed me once more, Eric then came over and handed me a large juice. "Hey thanks," I said as I pushed the drink against my lips.

"I need to get back to work, double the pay," I said, Troy smiled, "It's very needed." He kissed me once more, "I love you."

"Love you too; I will see you early this morning." Troy nodded as he let go of me. I watched as his suit strode, I never saw Troy as a suit guy but once he put one on I felt like he was the best looking guy out there. For three years Troy lived in sweatpants and hoodies. I bought him so many.

I took another drink of the juice as I headed for the other direction. I yawned once more as I pushed the elevator button; Eric had followed Troy out as I got onto the elevator.

I pulled on my jeans as I almost said screw it, I did not want to get dressed, I was so tired. Little Hope had finally stabled as we figured out most of her doses.

"Gabi, I was reading over these notes and," I looked up and glared at whoever had just walked into the call room. "You look incredibly tired, are you sure you can drive?" I looked up to see Gwen standing in front of me. She was always in the NICU but knew something about diabetes.

"I will be back tomorrow morning, if you need me leave a voicemail. I will get back to you as soon as I wake up."

"Whoa, somebody looks really tired," I looked up again to see Lucille. She was still working at the hospital, in the head of nursing. She was my boss and I was dating her son but it was all good.

"Hey Lucille," I said as I stood up tugging on my jacket. "You look awful," she said handing me my bag, "I am very tired but I am going to go home, spend about an hour with your son and then crash for a few hours."

"You work Friday morning at six thirty," I nodded my head, Lucille did my schedule and she gave me a lot of leeway with things, like taking control of the diabetes department along with the doctors. They all loved me and they knew I knew what I was doing.

"When is the last time you saw Troy?" Lucille asked me, Lucille worked weird hours. Never the same thing everyday, "Last night. He came by the hospital."

"Awh. I love my son, I havent seen him in quiet a while."

"He took Friday off I guess. I don't know how since he can never get off." I said annoyed, "I still can't believe he went into Law. I am so proud of him."

I wrinkled my eyebrows as I yawned, "I am going to go home and sleep, I will see you bright and early tomorrow, and you are working right?"

"Yup. I will be here." I nodded, "Good."

Reaching my car was a long walk and an adventure through the elevator. I opened my car door as I sat in my car for a few moments. It had been a long time since I had worked twenty four hours, I did it a lot my first few months but it was almost foreign now.

Turning the keys my car rang to life, the drive home was clear. No traffic as it was six in the morning. Troy and I lived about thirty minutes away from our work each. We live in an apartment complex which was pretty nice; they had a pool and then a workout complex. It felt like a hotel but it was a bunch of apartments.

I pulled into the parking lot and I parked right next to Troy's car. I grabbed my bags and I forced my car door open. I kept my keys out as I walked in to the building and waiting on the elevator. I would normally take the stairs but today was just not the day.

The doors pried open as it took me up to the fifth floor. We were five doors down on the right. I stuck my key in and I turned the knob. I walked in to dump my stuff on the kitchen counter. I looked into the living room to see Eric sitting up on the couch rubbing his eyes.

"Good Morning," I said as I let my hair down from the messy bun it had formed into. "Good Morning," Eric mumbled as he yawned, "Do you have any Advil?" he asked rubbing his eyes, "Hung over?" he nodded his head, "Yea, I have to be at work in about forty five minutes."

"Then you better get out of here. Have you talked to Issy?" he shook his head, "I think you were right. A break was good but I need to see my little girl."

"I think tonight you need to go back to your house tonight and talk to Issy."

"What do I do with Grace though?" I looked at our bedroom door which was shut tight, "Bring her over. Just remember I have to work tomorrow morning."

Eric hugged me tight, "Thank you so much," he squeezed me, "Thank you. I will drop her off after my shift, she loves you."

"I know,"

"Can you just bring her to work tomorrow with you?" I nodded and he grinned, "Thank you! Now I have to get out of here, I will text you when I get off work."

Eric disappeared as I grabbed water and then slipped into our bedroom. Troy was still fast asleep, he was lying on his stomach, his back bare. I slipped off my shoes as I gently crawled into the bed. I hovered over Troy for a second before I dipped down to kiss the back of his neck and I worked my way down.

I reached his lower back as I gently massaged his back, he moaned softly into the pillow as he turned his head to try to see me. "What are you doing to me?" he whimpered, I giggled and I lay on top of him. "I am going to sleep on top of you."

"I did not have that in my plans this morning."

"I don't think I have enough energy." I whispered as I could already feel my eyes closing. Troy rolled over softly; his chest was still a fantastic sight to see. His lean body was still with him from probably starving back in college. His hair was much shorter than it was in high school but it was still amazingly hot.

It stuck up in the front and was combed and cleaned in the back. Probably not the best look for law but I loved it. He wrapped his arms around me, "You have bags under your eyes."

"I'm tired,"

"Just sleep, I can stand to just hold you in my arms." He whispered gently against my ear, I cuddled into his chest as he gripped me tight. "When do you have to leave?" I asked him as I looked back into his eyes. "I need to get up in about an hour but laying here with you for an hour will be perfect."

He kissed the top of my head while my fingers played with the edge of his basketball shorts he was wearing. It was quiet in the room and I kept going from sleep to being semi awake. Troy rubbed my back as I held on to him.

His alarm clock began to blare but he just shut it off and lay with me for a little while longer. I was almost asleep when he got up, I whimpered slightly as a gush of cold air came over my body. Troy leaned down to kiss my forehead, "Go to sleep," he whispered gently.

I pulled the blankets around my shoulders as I buried my head into the pillow. I heard the shower turn on.

I then felt his lips on my forehead again, I gasped as I turned, "Hey, it's just me." He said quietly, his fingers stroked my hair as he was dressed to the nines.

"I love you, I will see you later tonight." I nodded my head as I buried my head back into the pillow; it has been a long day.

"Grace," I said poking her stomach; Eric had dropped her off a little over an hour ago. She was a bouncing three years old who loved to color.

"Do you want some dinner?" I asked her, "Pizza!"

"Daddy said you had that for lunch." She shrugged her little shoulders as I laughed, "Well how about some mac and cheese?" I asked her, "Pizza." She responds I wasn't going to lie. Pizza did really sound good and I know Troy would love it. With March Madness on he loved lounging around on the couch.

"Fine. Pizza it is," I stood up from off the ground as I grabbed my phone. I called the local pizza place that delivered; I ordered a Cheese Pizza and Barbeque Chicken Pizza.

They said thirty minutes or so and I got the pay ready. I glanced at the clock as it was coming closer to seven thirty. I heard the door click and then it opened. I turned around to see Troy on his cell phone, "No, I just got home." Troy said, he put down his backpack and then came over to wrap his arm around my waist.

"I think tonight is going to be with my girl," he said winking at me, "Don't you have tomorrow off?" somebody said through the phone, "Yea, but my lovely lady has to work."

Troy quickly ended the conversation before he pulled his lips towards mine. "Gabi!" Grace shrieked, I pulled back and Troy frowned. "I promised Eric that I would watch her tonight while he talks to Issy."

Troy sighed and then buried his head into my neck. "I think I am sexual frustrated," Troy mumbled, I burst out laughing and I put my hand on the back of his neck. "I think you should relax, tomorrow as soon as I get off work I am all yours." I pressed my lips against his and he held on to me.

"Gabi, Troy!" she said when she saw him, Troy smiled at me and then he bent over to pick up Grace. "Gracie, what is for dinner?" he asked, she giggled, "Pizza,"

"Pizza? Pizza?" he said as he began to tickle her. She began to giggle wildly; he took her over to the couch and tickled her. I laughed as they were buddies. Grace and Troy hit it off when she was about one and half. Of course they never really got to see each other.

Troy stood back up, his jacket was wrinkled, his tie tossed over his shoulder. He looked back at me as I leaned over the counter. "I am going to change. Mizzou and Baylor are playing each other tonight, going to be a great game." I nodded as he disappeared into the bedroom.

Grace still giggling sat up, her hair was wild and she had the biggest grin on her face. "You ready to eat soon?" she nodded her three year old head and then she got up from the couch. "Do you want to go wash your hands?" I asked she nodded as she quickly went for the kitchen sink.

I laughed at how energetic she was I lifted her up as I put her hands under the skin. She soaped her hands and then let the warm water rinse of them.

"When are mommy and daddy going to be here?" Grace asked, "Because they yelled at each other the other day," she said quietly, "Grace, how about we focus on the pizza and Daddy will meet us at the hospital later."

She nodded before running off to play; the doorbell rang as I went over to open it. I handed the guy the money and then grabbed the pizza.

"Thanks," I turned around to set the pizza on the counter as I saw Troy appear. He had a pair of white basketball shorts with a black hoodie. His white socks going right to the tip of his ankle, his dark tan always looked great on him.

"Yum. Pizza," Troy said coming over, his put on hand on my hip as he kissed my neck. Then the side of my cheek. I prepared Grace's pizza as I set it in front of her. She picked up her fork and then stuffed a piece of piece of cheese pizza in her mouth.

Troy put both of his hands on my hips as he swayed carefully. Then he turned me around as his lips found mine. He kissed me roughly as I gripped the counter. I then released my arm as I reached my arms around his neck. "Don't you think she is good for an half an hour?" he whispered, "Troy," I whimpered

I gripped on to his hoodie, "Fine but you swear tomorrow nothing will stop us?" he asked, I nodded my head, "Pinky swear," he hooked pinky's. He smiled and then kissed my nose. "I love you but I am starved."

Troy grabbed three slices of pizza; he set down the plate as he opened the fridge before pulling out a Dr. Pepper. "Grace, do you want to watch basketball?" Troy asked her. "No…" she said draw out. I giggled as somebody knocked on the door. I glanced at Troy and he looked at me. "Do you want me to get it?" Troy asked he knew I hated answering our door when I didn't know who would be behide the door.

"I got it," I told him, I grabbed a towel to wipe my hands before I opened the door. I gasped as Parker stood on the other side. "Brie, you okay?" Troy asked, concern lacing through his voice. I couldn't talk. I had not seen Parker since my third year of college. We had lost touch over the last few years. Holly and I talked regularly, Clayton, who was working at East, ended Holly's and his relationship after two years.

"Well are you going to stand there or hug me?" he asked, my feet finally moved and I wrapped my arms around his neck. "How are you?" I asked him, "Fantastic." I grinned and walked through the door. "Troy," I said smiling. "You'll guess who," Troy stood up and he laughed, "Parker dude," they did a manly hug before Parker spotted Grace. "Okay, I know we havent talked in a while but you…had a kid?"

Troy burst out into laughter, "haha…no." Troy finished with a serious tone. "Who's kid then?"

"Eric's," Parked looked at me puzzled, "You mean the nurse Eric?" I nodded, "I am watching her tonight since I work with him." Parker gave me a slow nod. "Troy, did you finish law school yet?" Eric joked; I went into the kitchen and grabbed a slice of pizza.

"Dude, I already graduated. I am about done with my intern year." Parker smiled, "Congrats man!" Troy and Parker headed to the couch while Grace came up to me. She rubbed her eyes and put her arms up. I carefully picked her up. Her head buried into my neck. I rubbed her back and then placed a kiss on the top of her head. "Let's go change into some PJ's." I told the little girl.

Troy and Parker glanced at me as I walked through grabbing her bag. "I am going to get her ready for bed." I told them, "I will be back out soon." I changed and rocked Grace to sleep before laying her down in my bed.

Her curls ran wild as I laid her down. I stroked her arm gently as I drifted a blanket over her body. I yawned myself before I left the room leaving the door open a little. Troy was sitting on the couch as the game played out in front of him. Parker sat in the reclining chair as I went over to collapse into Troy's lap.

He groaned softly as I landed, "Don't complain," I said tapping his chin, "I wasn't complaining," Troy said smiling, he leaned down to kiss me forehead. His fingers ran through my hair and I smiled.

"So what have you been up too?" I asked Parker, "I got a job in New York with the New York Times, I have a beautiful girlfriend of a year and half, Mackenzie, and I have a pent house apartment."

Troy laughed, "Sounds great man."

"So you have been dating seven years and no rings yet?" I looked up at Troy and he cracked a small smile, "We have been a bit busy the past few years. Marriage isn't quiet in the cards yet," Troy said looking over at Parker. "I was thinking more until the end of my intern year or maybe a year or so after I get started in the business as a real lawyer."

"That would be good,"

"I am in no rush, I am barely twenty five. I don't want to make a mistake or something," I winked at Troy and he shook his head, "Not funny,"

"I thought it was funny,"

"I didn't." Troy said trying not to smile, I tickled his side and he laughed. "Fine, fine be that way." Troy rubbed my arm as we watched the basketball game.

"Little Hope, you seem to be getting stronger everyday!" I said coming into the nursery, I came up to check on Hope as I needed to back down to Diabetes floor.

"They said she might get to go home some time next week," Joanna said as she was still sitting by her side. "That's fantastic, so they have everything figured out?" I asked, "Pretty much, just a few things here and there. What you did was fantastic," she said, I smiled, "Come see me before you leave with her."

"Will do, how was your day off yesterday?" I shrugged, "I slept a lot of it," Joanna laughed, "By the end you needed that sleep, I almost offered you my bed," I smiled as I stroked Hope's fingers.

"I will be back up later to check on her." I said with a small smile, she nodded and I went over to wash my hands. I yawned as I went back down to my normal floor. "I am so jealous of Troy," I said quietly as I slide into the nursing station. "Why are you jealous of Troy?" Sarah my co-worker said.

"He has the day off today,"

"You had the day off yesterday," Sarah mentioned, "Troy and I have not had sex in like months. He has been way to busy with school and interning or what not and it sucks."

Sarah nodded, "That's Whats up, so its you don't have the same days off," I nodded my head as I twirled my fingers in a circle. "He never has a day off and the one he does I am working."

Lucille swung around and handed me paperwork. "Here you go darling," I groaned, "You know how much I hate paperwork." I said looking up at Lucille. "Yes, I know but you do it the best," she smiled, I rolled my eyes playfully and she put her hand on my back. "How is my son?"

"Honestly, I have no clue. I mean we talked last night and all but that was the first time since we ate dinner with you." Lucille let her eyes widen a bit. "Are you guys still good for tomorrow night?" I nodded, "Yup. We should all be better," I said with a small smile, "Well, I will see you later."

I waved as I pulled one of the files open to begin the paperwork. I yawned as I checked my watch frequently to make sure I saw all of my patients on time. "Gabi," I looked up to see Dr. Wambac standing in front of me, the guy who loved to flirt with me. "Yes?" I asked patiently, "Can you check on my patient in five oh four," I reached for the chart.

"I have three patients already, can Sarah take it who only has two?" I asked, Wambac rolled his eyes, "Gabi, I asked you too." I huffed and I got up from my chair.

I looked over the chart before I entered the room; this kid had been diabetic for seven years and was being treated for high blood sugars. I groaned I hate these types of kids. Not wanting to take care of themselves.

"Hey, I am going to be your nurse, Gabi," I said entering the room, the kid looked up at me and rolled his eyes. He couldn't have been more than fifteen. I checked his blood sugar which was above five hundred; I gave him a shot of insulin and then walked out of the room. I slammed the chart on the counter of the nursing station.

"God, I can't stand him." Lauren laughed as she sat down in the chair, "We all know you hate him Gabs," I laughed as I let my head fall onto my arms. I glanced at my watch as I had about three hours left of my shift. I breathed out a long sigh as I knew it was going to take forever.

I went through all of my motions for the next two and half hours before the phone began to ring. "Hello?" I tugged on my scrub sleeve, "Gabi, I need you down in the ICU ASAP."

"Why?" I asked, "Just because! I need you down here," Carter shrieked, I blew a piece of hair out of my mouth. "I'll be down soon, what room?"

"325," I felt a shock wave run through my system, that was the room. That was my ICU room when I stayed here; I tired to avoid that room.

"I will be down in a minute," I finished before hanging up the phone. I held on to the desk for a moment, "Lauren, I will be right back. Can you handle my patient for a moment?"

"Got it," she said with a smile, I picked up my badge before hooking it to my scrubs. I took the stairs to the third floor; I stepped onto the floor to hear running and talking about everywhere. I sighed as I walked down the hallway and towards 325. I licked my lips before my fingers touched the handle of the door.

I pushed it open to see it was completely dark. I frowned as I walked into the room; I looked around as a few candles were light. My eyes scrunched together, "What the hell…" I whispered, "Do you remember this room?" I jumped and I felt my heart race.

"God, Troy, do you have to scare me like that?" Troy grinned softly; he was in a pair of jeans with a button up shirt on. "Well I thought it was cute," he leaned down to capture my lips in a sweet kiss. "So, do you remember this room?"

"Yes, six years ago today I was laying in here." Troy grabbed my hand as he led me to the other side of the room. "I remember all I could think about was if we were still together, if my parents were going to stay together and if I was going to live." Troy chuckled and rubbed my fingers.

"Well do you want to know what I remember about that day six years ago?" Troy asked, I nodded my head, "I do." I hesitated wondering if I really did.

"I remember getting a phone call from your dad, saying you were in the hospital. My heart raced inside my chest, I couldn't even breath and I was so scared. I knew something was wrong and I couldn't even talk to you." His blue eyes shined as he gripped on to my hand.

"My parents and I boarded a plane so quickly and then I was at the hospital. It was unreal how fast that time went by, but at the moment it was so slow. I remember my fingers shaking so much and I was sweaty." His words picked up pace as he kept me close to his side.

"I was a little teenager back then and now six years later, been through college and law school I feel older. I regert a lot of things I did back when I was a teenager but one that I don't happened six years ago." I looked at him closely as he grinned, "Six years ago around this time I told you I loved you for the first time and I havent stopped since."

Tears broke into my eyes, "I will never stop loving you Gabi, never. We have gotten through such hard times together, you are my soul mate, and you are the one I want to be with for the rest of my life." Troy then dropped to one knee, a gasp broke through my lips and I began to shake.

"Brie, will you marry me?" a smile escaped on to my lips as I began to cry. I nodded my head fast as it took forever for the words to flow out, "Yes!" I yelled loudly, I collapsed onto Troy as my arms slipped around his neck. I cried harder into the side of his neck while Troy picked me up and hugged me tightly to his chest.

"I love you so much Brie," Troy whispered, Troy put me down gently as he pushed some hair out of my eyes. He then took my hand before he slipped the gorgeous ring onto my left hand. I buried my head into his chest as he kissed the top of my head. He then tipped my head backwards as he pressed his lips against mine.

"Wow," I whispered, "When you talked to Parker last night you seemed so real," Troy smirked and then laced our fingers together, "When he brought that up, I thought it was perfect. You would have never realized it," I kissed Troy's chin and I then looked into his eyes. "We should go tell your mom,"

"Let's do it," he said, we both grinned and then raced out of the room. We traveled the floors before we finally came across her office, Troy and I made a straight face and then we pulled the door open. Lucille turned around from her desk and then smiled, "Troy!"

"Hey mom," Troy went over to greet his mom with a kiss on the cheek and then a quick hug. "So what brings you here?" she asked from her chair. "I just came up to see Gabi; I know how much she misses me." He teased, I rolled my eyes, and "I did miss him."

"Oh, that's so sweet!" Lucille said Troy gave me a glance, "Lucille! Did I show you my new piece of jewelry I got earlier?" I asked her, she shook her head no and I placed my hands in front of her. Lucille grabbed my hand and she ran her fingers over it. "It's beautiful, where did you get it?"

"Troy got it." I said dropping another hint, "Troy, it's beautiful," Lucille's voice trailed off before she looked down again and screamed. Troy and I laughed as she jumped up and down, "Oh my God! Oh my God!" she shrieked, I laughed as Troy wrapped his arms around my waist.

"When did this happen?" she asked pulling my hand back towards her, "Like ten minutes ago!" I said giddy, Lucille walked over and slapped Troy's shoulder. "In the hospital?" Lucille said, Troy held up a finger, "Six years ago today, in room 325, I told Gabi I loved her for the first time."

Lucille then melted on the spot, "No," I nodded and bit on my lip. She then pulled us both into a huge hug. "Wait until your dad knows Troy, oh and your mom Gabi," I smiled as I hugged on Troy. "Gabi, get out of here early. I can cover for your last few hours." I said, I thanked her as Troy and I escaped.

A gathering had quickly accrued once the news of the engagement broke out. We were meeting at The Cheesecake Factory for dinner to celebrate.

I slipped on a tight sequined dress that hugged every curve. I slipped on a pair of gold heels to match the sequined dress. My fingers curved around the band on my left hand. I finished off with a gold fossil watch and a pair of my fake diamond earrings.

I took a step back to glance in the mirror. The dress stopped right before my knees and my legs took over from there. Touching up my makeup I spun around.

"Gabs, you ready yet?" I grabbed my clutch taking a deep breath; I walked out of the bathroom door to see Troy clasping his watch onto his wrist. His eyes focused until he realized I was in the doorway. His head looked up as he broke out in a smirk, "Wow, you wore my favorite dress on you."

I giggled as I walked towards him; he grabbed my hand and spun me in a circle. "God, you look fantastic." I wrapped one of my hands around her neck while I pressed my lips against his. "We better go, I mean this party is for us." I said poking his stomach, he nodded, "I am feeling a little better after our little party." I giggled; grabbing his hand I drug him through the apartment.

He reached for his keys; it was only about a ten minute drive from our house to the district where the Cheesecake Factory was. Troy eased into a parking space while we walked to the front door. My heels clicked against the ground, Troy held onto my hand tightly as we worked our way into the packed building.

"Bolton, party of a lot," Troy joked with the waiter, she smiled at him with an ease, "The engagement party, yes," she said, "Follow me, do you know if the engaged couple has shown up?" she asked, Troy looked back at me and then winked. "Yea, I am pretty sure they just showed up."

"Fantastic." She said with a grin, she led us back to the table. My mom, my dad, Jack, Lucille, Anthony, Parker, Holly, Chad, Sharpay, Taylor, and so many more people were laughing around a large table. My dad then saw me, his eyes light up and he got up to come over to us.

"My baby girl," he said embracing me into a hug, I groaned, "Dad," I said, he sighed and then pulled back. We had stormed over to my parent's house to tell them, my mom freaked out like Lucille and my dad was excited but not as happy as my mom was.

"My baby sister is engaged, before me!" Anthony said, I laughed and hugged him. "I know you will one day find that girl," I said poking his stomach. "Mhm," he looked at Troy, they had a friendship but Anthony still had his protective side. "You better be good to her Bolton,"

"I don't plan on anything different," Troy's arm rested on my waist as he held on to me. We chatted with the group as we all sat down, ordering drinks and food became the next challenge. Sharpay and I began to talk about all wedding details while Taylor said she would get me the card to the wedding people her sister used.

People looked at the ring and we showed it off with pride.

Troy never let his fingers leave mine as he kept me close. We ate dinner and then ordered cheesecake. Jack and Lucille insisted on paying for our part of the bill. Troy and I glanced at each other and let them do it.

I yawned softly and Troy ran his fingers through my hair, "The night isn't over yet," Troy whispered into my ear, "What else is one your list?" I asked, he shook his head, "I am not going to tell you." He teased, I glanced at him and he smirked. "I promise you'll enjoy it."

It was past ten thirty when Troy stopped the car; I opened my eyes that were briefly closed. Troy's fingers traced mine as I opened my eyes. We were sitting in the parking lot to the park.

"The park, I havent been here since probably," I thought to one of the last times I had been to this park, "it's been a long time," I finally said to him.

"I know we have so many memories here. This used to be our place," Troy opened my car door and I followed him, his hand grasping me. A chill ran down my back and I reached my other arm around to my other. They crossed each other and Troy noticed. He slipped off the jacket he was wearing and placed it around my shoulder.

"My first memory of here was one of our first dates together. You took me to the park to have a picnic. That was the best thing ever, the best first few dates. Most guys just stick to movies." Troy laughed and then we walked along the water of the lake that molded the park.

"I was never one of those. My favorite memory here was when I gave you that promise ring right after you got out of the hospital," my throat tightened, "I am so glad you kept that promise," I told him, he stopped to stroke my face with his thumb.

"One of my favorite memories is with the park, the diabetes walk. When you came back here to finish the race even with my stitches."

Troy smiled softly and then leaned down to press his lips against mine. "God, I will never forget when you about died on me. You wouldn't wake up." I smiled as I leaned into his chest. I wrapped my fingers around the jacket trying to keep it over my wrist. "I did not almost die."

"You scared me half to death; I thought I was going to die afterwards." Troy said gently, the moon shined brightly above our heads as the owls howled in the wind.

"I think my all time favorite date was the one after the volleyball game. Where you gave me those flowers," Troy smirked as he pulled me down into his lap. We sat as the water moved across the lake in gentle motions.

A yawn escaped my lips and Troy smiled, "Six years ago, if the whole diabetes thing never happened would you have seen us here today?" I thought about the question Troy had just asked me.

"I don't know." I struggled to come up with the right answer. "I want to say yes because you are my other half. You are my better half and you are always there for me. You always were but when my life became rough, you were there but you were distant." I told him, "That is the reason I say no. You were losing the lust; you found your love with me when you found me in that hospital bed, begging for you."

Troy didn't speak for a long while, neither of us did. It was quiet and peaceful, something I hadn't had a lot of lately. "Do you think we will make it?" Troy asked gently, "Yes." I answered quickly.

"I think we are going to get married in a beautiful church, have three to four kids who will all look like you, and then be best friends with each other for the rest of our lives. Having our own little kids running around and you finally having time to yourself." Troy smiled gently as he rubbed my thigh.

"I am glad you have such a bright future for us."

We sat there quietly for a few more moments, "Troy, what if one of our kids ends up having diabetes?" I asked Troy, my eyes looking into his. "I don't ever want my kids to have to go through what I did," I could feel myself starting to lose my grip on emotions.

"Oh Gabi," my lip trembled, "I don't ever want them to have to take shots or to have to worry every minute of there lives." Troy let me cry into his chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. "Don't think about that, it will never be your fault."

"It will always be my fault!" I protested, Troy shook his head, "It will never be your fault. You have to understand me Gabi, I love you and I will love every kid we have. You know what you are doing, I would rather have a kid with diabetes than have a kid with cancer."

I trembled as Troy kissed the top of my head. "I know I just, I don't want that for anybody. I then have to hope they will listen to me. As a teenager I don't want them to do anything to kill themselves."

Troy smoothed his fingers over mine as we sat there. "I know you will feel bad but you have to understand that we can't avoid it unless you don't want to have kids."

"I want kids." I paused, "I need kids."

"Then we have to take a chance."

I felt like Troy's words echoed as I knew that, that day would come some time but right now I just wanted to spend the rest of my night having fun.

I smirked as I pushed Troy back gently, "You wont what we havent done?" I asked with a smirk. Troy laughed, "What would that be?"

"You have not kissed me, on the lips, since we had sex earlier." Troy rolled his eyes as I bent over at his waist and pressed my lips sweetly against his lips.

My fingers traced his belly button while he smiled into the kiss. I bit on his lip gently while he squirmed underneath me. Then the tiny drop on my forehead dropped down and slide against my forehead. Followed by another one and then another. The rain storm proceed as Troy sat up underneath me.

The rain came down in heavy sheets. A thunder clap echoed around us as the lighting lite up the sky. I burst out into laughter as my dress was getting soaked. I slipped off the gold heels as I began to run around in circles. Troy laughed as he got up to chasing me around in a large circle.

The thunder roared again as it ripped through the area. I ran away from Troy as the rain picked up and you could barely see ten feet in front of you. I spit water from my lips as I laughed harder, I slipped in the grass as I slide down the hill. Troy laughed as he tried to chase me down. I stood up trying to run from him some more but his fingers slipped around my dress.

He then let his lips attack the back of my neck and then his lip attached to mine. I jumped up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our lips connected in a passionate wet kiss. Our breathing became heavy as the kissing continued.

"This is my new favorite date," I whispered as I leaned my head against his. The lighting flashed once more in the sky. "Mine too," Troy said with a long loving look. My fingers ran through Troy's wet locks and I leaned in to kiss him again. "I will love you forever Brie," Troy said gently into my ear.

"I will love you forever too Troy,"

The End.

Sniff. Sniff. It's over. I hope you all enjoyed this story because it was basically my life story, the diabetes part anyway. I wish I had love like that, it would be awesome but no, all I had was the diabetes part with that. This is one of my favorite stories and the ending was on of my favorites.

Thank you everybody for reading this story! I appricate it!

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