Gabriella held the phone on her shoulder, cradled by her head, washing the dishes after dinner.

"I haven't heard from them all night, G," Taylor told her through the phone.

The game had been over for more than an hour and by now and Troy usually called her to say they were getting on the bus to head toward the hotel, or at least that he was in the locker room calling her. But he hadn't and Gabriella was starting to worry. Chad hadn't even called Taylor.

"Did you watch the game? So you know it's over?" Taylor asked.

Gabriella never missed a game. " Sí. Como siempre."

Taylor knew that. "I don't know, G. Maybe Chad and Troy needed to talk to the team. I don't know how those boys work."

Gabriella nodded her head, putting a dish in the dishwasher. She missed Troy and she just wanted him home. His plane didn't get in until tomorrow at 1:45 in the afternoon and counting down the hours was about ready to get to her.

"Sé que." She pulled reached under the sink and pulled out the dishwasher soap and poured some into the dishwasher.

"Don't worry, G. They'll call soon. Just get Tori into bed and call me back. I'm going to feed Reggie and take a bath. So we can talk while I'm in the tub. If I don't hear from you, I'll assume your boy called you. Love you."

Gabriella nodded, pulling up the door to the dishwasher and pushing the start button. "Talk to you soon, Tay. Love you." She sighed, hanging up the phone, placing it down on the counter and heading out of the kitchen toward the stairs.

Coming up toward the bathroom door, she knocked gently, opening the door slowly. "¿Casi acabado, Míja?"

Tori looked up at her mama, from where she was trying to hide her DS under the rug near the bathtub. Gabriella tried not to laugh, biting her lip, trying to hide her smile.

"Que es?"

Tori slowly pulled it back from under the rug, pursing her own lips, knowing she couldn't hide it from her. "Weren't you supposed to be bathing in here?"

Tori winced, looking straight up at her, nodding. "Sí, Mama."

Gabriella walked over to her, holding her hand out to her daughter, "Hand it over, Míja."

She took a deep breath, looking down at her system and then back at her mama's hand, handing it over to her.

Gabriella closed it, smiling down at her. "Now, are you finished bathing?"

Tori nodded his head. "Sí, Mama."

Gabriella nodded, walking toward the door. "Alright then. Get out and get your pajamas on. Daddy should be calling soon."

She closed the door and walked down the hall to hers and Troy's bedroom, closing the door behind her. She turned off the system and put it down on the dresser before walking into the bathroom, she took off her dress and tossed it in the hamper before undoing her bra and sliding off her panties, letting them follow the way of her dress before stepping into the shower.

Troy should have called by now and there were so many different reasons running through her head right now as to why he hadn't called. She knew Taylor's reason was the best, but she worried too much for her own good, and she was worried about a bus crash, hotel fire, some one holding the stadium or hotel at gunpoint or they had shot at them... She worried too much and she knew it. But she couldn't help but worry.

She wanted to stop worrying, but the longer Troy didn't call, the more she worried and she couldn't stop. But she had to stay strong in front of Tori no matter what and she would. So until Troy called, she was going to keep herself together. She wasn't going to break down, even if she didn't know why he hadn't called yet. She was a strong woman. Always had been. She'd cried over Troy, but right now she wasn't going to. She had Tori to think about.

Stepping out of the shower, she wrapped her towel around her body and wiped the full-length mirror on the wall. Placing her hand on her stomach, she thought about what she would look like pregnant with Troy baby. It didn't take too much imagination. She had already been pregnant with once. Well, twice, but only once where she actually carried the baby to term and she looked pregnant. She tried to bend her back enough to make it look like she was pregnant, but it wasn't enough. She was too skinny to even simulate it.

Tossing the towel off her body, she grabbed her robe off the chair in front of her vanity and a throw pillow off of the bed, placing it against her stomach before tying the robe around her body and the pillow. She arched her back again, standing in front of the mirror again, placing one hand on her back and one hand on her stomach. A slow smile crept across her lips as she looked into the mirror. She actually liked what she saw. Sure, the pillow was a little lumpy and she looked silly, but she wouldn't look like that if she was carrying Troy baby.

A light shade of blush crossed her cheeks and she turned her head down slightly, even though no one was in the room to see her blush. Maybe she could tell him she was ready to have another baby with him. Maybe she'd tell him as soon as he got home tomorrow. She and Tori had been over at Taylor's all day with her and Regina and playing with her was so much fun. She had missed out on so much with Tori and she still felt horrible about it, even more with everything new she found she had missed out on. She knew there would be more and things she would find that she had missed out on that she could never make up for. She just wished that Tori could somehow forgive her for all of it. Hearing a knock on the door, she quickly pulled the pillow out of her her robe and tossed it on the bed before turning to the door as it slowly opened.

"Mama? Can I sleep in here until Daddy calls?"

Gabriella slowly smiled, nodding her head. "Climb up on the bed," she told Tori, walking over to the light monitor and letting her fingers run along the sensor, turning the lights down to a low dim. She walked over to her armoire, opening the top drawer, and pulling out a pair of panties. She stood behind the armoire doors and pulled the panties up and under her robe, tightening the strings of the robe before shutting the armoire doors and walking over to the bed, climbing in beside him.

"Is Daddy busy tonight? Is that why he hasn't called yet?"

Gabriella smiled, wrapping her arms around her daughter, running her fingers through her hair. "Sí, Míja."

Tori rested her head against Gabriella's chest, closing her eyes. "I miss him."

Gabriella smiled more softly, kissing the top of his head. "I miss him too, Tor." Anytime she wasn't with him, she missed him, but they couldn't be with each other 24/7 even though they wanted to.

Tori yawned, speaking sleepily, "Wake me up when Daddy calls." She smiled, nodding as she cuddled down closer into Tori, getting tired herself. It was a good thing the phone would wake her. She yawned herself, closing her eyes and resting her head back more against her pillow.

Troy walked in the front door, leaving his suit cases down by the door, not even bothering to carry them up the stairs. He was there to surprise Lily early. His plane wasn't suppose to come in until tomorrow at 1:45, but he and Chad had taken a red eye and come in at 1:45 a.m. instead. He took off his suit jacket and tossed it on the back of the couch before quietly heading up the stairs.

He stopped in Tori's room first, finding it empty and continuing on toward his and Lily's room. He opened the door and saw his girls asleep in the big bed waiting for him. If he didn't have something planned for Lily and himself, he'd let Tori stay with the two of them, but he wanted to be alone with Lily and had been planning it for weeks. He couldn't just let it go anymore. But he hadn't had the one thing he needed until just the other day. So tonight was the night.

He walked over to the bed, picking Tori up into his arms, cradling her close and leaving the room. Tori curled up against her father's body, opening her eyes.

"Daddy?"

Troy nodded, walking down the hall toward her bedroom. "Sí, Tori. I'm home. Shhh. Don't wake your mama."

Tori hugged Troy closer as they walked into the bedroom. "We missed you, Daddy."

Troy smiled, laying her down on the bed. "I missed you, Tori. I missed you both so much." He pulled the covers up around his daughter, tucking her in for the night.

"Can I have my DS back now, Daddy?"

Troy smiled, kneeling down by his little girl. "Where is it?"

Tori was mostly asleep, but she knew she wanted her game system. "Mama took it when I was in the bath."

Troy tried not to laugh. "If Mama took it, Mama will give it back when she's ready, buddy."

Tori grumbled and snuggled more into the pillow, "Sé que..."

Troy smiled, kissing the top of his daughter's head. "Buenos noches, Tori. Te amo!"

Tori yawned, more asleep than before. "Te amo, Daddy."

Troy left the room, walking back into his and Lily's bedroom. He walked over to the bed and took the small velvet box out of his pocket, laying it on the bedside table before pulling off his pants and kicking off his shoes. He tossed them both aside before pulling off his socks and his tie. He impatiently started to work at the buttons on his shirt. He was trying to be quiet, watching his beautiful girlfriend as she laid asleep on the bed in front of him. She was so beautiful. She was always beautiful, but there was something about her when she slept that made her even more beautiful, like a lily in the night breeze, even if there was no breeze here. He tossed his shirt and tie and pulled off his tank top, climbing in bed behind her, pulling her into his arms. He felt her relax in his arms and smiled.

"Despertar, Lily," he whispered against her ear.

"No," she moaned, shaking her head into the pillow.

Troy smiled against the side of her head. "Sí, Lily. Despertar."

He had been practicing his Spanish just for her and he was getting really good at it, even getting the pronunciations just right. He had actually gone out and bought a 'Spanish for Dummies' book and it was working.

"You're not here. I'm only dreaming."

She knew, because Troy didn't speak Spanish. Troy spoke English and only tried to speak Spanish for her. He loved her, and she knew that, and that's why he tried for her, but his Spanish wasn't that good. That's why she knew she was dreaming.

"Baby, despertar. Enséñame."

She grumbled. "Not now, Troy, I'm sleeping."

She couldn't for the life of her figure out what he could be wanting in her dreams to teach her. She knew this had to be a dream. She just wanted to sleep, and she pulled the blankets more against her, feeling the warm arms tighten more around her. The sooner she got back to sleep, the sooner she could go pick up Troy at the airport.

"Despertar, Lily. Despertar," Troy repeated, kissing at that spot beneath her ear that always made her melt.

"Troy, not now."

He laughed, nibbling at her ear. "I just got home, and you're telling me not now?"

She grumbled, pulling his arms tighter around her. "You're not home. I'm just dreaming."

He kissed the side of her head, whispering in her ear, "Enséñame, Lily."

She let out a heavy huff of hair, pushing her back against his chest. "Teach you what?"

Troy smiled brightly, letting his lips run the side of her neck. "How to ask you to marry me. And don't say 'Don't ask me now. I'm sleeping.'"

Gabriella slowly opened her eyes, turning to face him in the dim light of the bedroom. She blinked briefly. He really was there in bed with her, his arms wrapped around her.

"Está aquí."

She couldn't believe it. Even though she was staring right at him.

"Hi." He smiled, brushing her sleep tousled hair back from her face.

"¡Hola!" She wrapped her arms around him. "This is why you didn't call. You were coming home!" She kissed the side of his head, hugging him tightly.

"¡Sorpresa!"

She sat back, shaking her head at him, "Why are you speaking in Spanish all of a sudden? Where did you learn all of it?"

He smiled down at her, chuckling slightly. "I told you, all I needed was 'Spanish for Dummies.'"

Gabriella giggled slightly, brushing her lips against his softly, shaking her head a little. "Te quiero, T. ¡Te quiero por siempre! Te quiero." She pressed her lips against his, kissing him deeply, holding him tightly against her, loving that he was finally home.

"Te quiero," he murmured against her lips "por siempre. Te quiero." She pulled him more on top of her, moaning slightly as she wrapped her leg around his thigh, whimpering slightly when he pulled away. "T?" she looked up at him, wondering why he was pulling back from her.

"You didn't answer me, baby."

She was confused. What was he saying? She just wanted to make love to him. He'd been gone so long and she wanted him to make love to her. He wanted to make love to her too, but not until he'd done what he'd planned on doing.

"I don't know what you want me to answer you about, T."

He smiled down at her, running his fingers through her gorgeous long hair. "Enséñame, baby."

She blinked, biting her lip. He hadn't been playing around. He reached for the amethyst colored ring box on the nightstand, holding it up to her.

"I remember the night I asked you back in high school. You cursed at me something I could never begin to repeat back to you. I asked you if that was a no."

She laughed softly, biting her lip, even though the tears were slowly starting to fall gently.

"You asked me if I was doing this because I was worried we were going to find other people and where this was coming from. I told you the same thing I'm telling you now. I want to be with you. Forever. Por siempre. We had ten years to find someone else. We had opportunity and we still came back to each other. There will never be anyone else in my heart but you. I want you to be my wife. Por siempre." He opened the ring box, looking up into her eyes. "I just need to know how to ask you. Enséñame."

Gabriella looked at the ring, a gold band of lilies to match her necklace with a amethyst stone in the middle of a sea of diamonds, and back up at him, tears falling from her eyes softly. "Troy, you don't have to ask me in Spanish."

He nodded his head quickly, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes, happiness spilling between the two of them. "I want to."

She smiled. "Casarte conmigo."

Troy took a deep breath. "Casarte conmigo, Lily. Casarte conmigo, por favor."

Gabriella began crying even more, nodding her head quickly. "Sí, Troy! Yes! Sí!" She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him against her, never ever wanting to let go. "Yes, I will marry you! I will!" They were both crying, tears spilling out of their eyes as they held onto each other. She pulled back, looking into his eyes, tears still falling softly. "I will, T," she whispered, holding onto him softly. "I love you, T. Por siempre." She nodded her head softly. "I will marry you."

He smiled, looking down at the ring and taking it out of the box and sliding it on her finger. "¡Perfecta!" He let out a soft puff of air and leaned down, pressing his lips to her fingers, looking up at her. "Like you."

She smiled up at him, trying to stop crying. "Te quiero, T," she whispered, pulling him closer to him as he reached for the bedside table to put the box down.

Troy turned back to her, wiping her tears with the pads of his thumbs. "Don't cry, baby."

She smiled brightly, laughing softly. "I'm sorry. I'm just so happy."

He laughed along with her, pulling her against his body. "Me too. Me too." He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. "Lilllly," he groaned, rising up above her as she parted her legs to him.

It had been so long since he'd been home, so long since they had made love. He wanted her and she wanted him. And tonight was special. They hadn't made love the last time he had asked her to marry him. But this time, they weren't just going to fall asleep. Sliding his hand down her side, he pulled at the sash of her robe, pulling it free of the knot she had tied at the side. The two sides parted, and her mostly naked body was exposed to him.

"God, you are beautiful, Lily!" he whispered, leaning down and kissing her flat stomach.

He wanted there to be a baby in there more than anything. But he had to wait until she was ready. Gabriella took a deep breath and ran her fingers through Troy's hair.

"T... can we talk?"

He pulled his head back up, looking at her. "What is it, baby?"

She took a deep breath, smiling at him. "I've been thinking," she said, sitting up, pulling him to sit with her.

He pulled her robe over her breasts, sitting closer to her. "About what?"

She bit her lip softly, smiling at him. "I... You brought it up briefly before I had my reaction that night... And we haven't discussed it since then..."

Troy slowly nodded his head, not once finding it odd that they were always thinking about the same thing, but was she thinking something good... or was she about to say something bad?

"Earlier I was standing in front of the mirror with a pillow under my robe..." Troy narrowed his eyes on her, not understanding. "I was trying to picture what my stomach would look like... if I was pregnant. I know I've already seen what I've looked like completely pregnant," she hated saying that in front of him, knowing shed taken that from him, but she couldn't take back what she did, and from the way they were acting with each other, she hoped he had forgiven her, "but I've been wondering what it would be like again... If we were to... do it... to have another baby..."

Troy's eyes widened, his lips curling into a smile, slowly. "Really?"

She slowly nodded her head. "Sí. I want to. I want to build our family, T. Give Tori a little brother or sister."

Troy smiled even bigger, pulling her tighter against him. "Lily!" He held her against him, kissing the side of her head. "When do you think we can get pregnant?" he asked her, pulling back to look at her beautiful face.

She giggled, shaking her head. "I can stop taking my pill tomorrow. Make an appointment to see Dr. Maria as soon as possible."

Troy pressed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply. "Te quiero, Lily. ¡Te quiero!" He pulled her closer to him. "You're sure about all of this, right, baby? About getting married? About the baby?"

She smiled, placing her hands on his face. "Sí, T. I want to be with you, forever. I've always wanted that. I'm scared. I'm scared I won't be the mother I need to be or the wife you need me to be, but I know with you I can do anything. Just hold onto me. Never let me go. Promise me," she pleaded with him, holding onto his shoulders for strength.

He held onto her, nodding. "I will never let go." Pressing his lips to hers, he whispered again, "Never."