"Troy will be getting home tomorrow and he's meeting with the real estate agent to look at a place with Tori tomorrow evening. He's going to send me pictures through email."

Gabriella and Troy had divided up the things they had to do. Even though she wanted to be there when they were looking at new places to live, there were other things that needed to be done too. Like, wedding planning. And Troy had no idea what needed to be done there. So, they thought it best if he did the home shopping and she met with the wedding planner when she got home. He would be back out on the road by then anyway and Gabriella had been cleared to go back to New York to finish filming her two of them weren't going to be seeing each other for almost a month and it was nerve wracking. It had already two and a half weeks and the two of them were going crazy. Usually it was only two weeks away from each other, but it was longer this time and the two of them missed each other like no other.

"And Bianca Castellano is flying in next week for my first wedding consultation next week. You can come with. We'll all have lunch together. Temperance is already being annoying about it. But she'll be in school while we'll be with Bianca, so we won't have to worry about that."

Gabriella loved her sister, she did, and she'd do anything for her, but the way she nagged and complained and did everything she could to make things difficult for everyone made life difficult for everyone.

"She hasn't let up at all yet?" Taylor asked through the phone after patiently listening to Gabriella's schedule for what was going on while she was away and for when she got home.

Gabriella laid down on the couch in her dressing room, shaking her head. "Not at all. She rubbed her forehead softly. Her eyes widened. "Oh, and get this." She was surprised by this even by all Temperance had done already, but she was still shocked. "She's hanging all over Dominick... And Dominick is reciprocating..."

The line was silent for a moment and then Taylor replied. "You've got to be kidding me!"

Gabriella shook her head, looking up at the ceiling. "I wish I wasn't," she told her best friend, sighing softly. "Did I tell you she hit on Troy the first night she was at my place!" She ran her fingers through her curls, taking a deep breath.

"She didn't!"

Gabriella nodded, even though Taylor couldn't see her. "Yeah. Her behavior doesn't surprise me in the least though. She's acting out against what our parents did to her. It's no excuse, but it doesn't surprise me. She's pissed and she's acting out."

Gabriella was trying to understand her sister as much as she could, even though she hadn't taken that route when she was younger. She had Troy when she was younger to help her deal with the way her parents had treated her. She still hadn't asked Temperance how their parents had treated her, whether they treated her well or if they had abused her the same way they had abused her... If they abused her, she didn't want to upset Tempe, and if they didn't... she didn't know if she could handle that. She hoped they didn't. She prayed they didn't.

"So tell me," Taylor shifted the conversation, "tell me, how did you get Bianca Castellano to handle your wedding?"

It was a whole lot better than talking about Temperance. She knew it upset her best friend and she didn't want to do that more than she already did, especially when they were talking about her parents. They had already hurt her more than they needed to and she wasn't going to let them do it more than they already had. As her best friend, it was her duty to protect her from that hurt.

Gabriella blushed, playing with the lilies hanging from the chain around her neck. "Troy called her. She doesn't do just anyone's wedding. And usually you have to book years in advance."

She heard Taylor laugh through the phone. "You're not just anyone, G! You're Ella Leigh! You're as famous in what you do as she is in what she does! You're huge!"

Gabriella shook her head. "Anyway, Troy told her he was marrying me and she said 'Say no more!' She wanted him to call. She was in the United States when we were on Entertainment Tonight and she saw it and she wanted us to call when he actually asked."

Taylor squealed and Gabriella closed her eyes, pulling the phone away from her ear slightly, giggling. "G! Oh my God! That's amazing! So have you and Troy set a date and have you two told her?"

Gabriella bit her lower lip, smiling brightly. "July 12. I have that TV show stint I'm filming through March and April and then after playoffs are over." Gabriella looked down at her ring, her smile softening.

"Gabriella, you do realize you could be in your third trimester of your pregnancy by then, right? Ready to pop! We're talking maternity wedding dress."

Gabriella moved her hand to her stomach, rubbing it softly. She had already gone through one cycle since she'd been away from Troy, so she knew she wasn't pregnant yet, so she knew she wasn't going to be TOO huge by then, but she did realize she could be somewhat pregnant at the time.

"I know, G, Troy and I both know that. We want that. But we want to wait until after the season is over and all my filming is done so we can take a real honeymoon and spend the time we deserve together."

Gabriella heard the sound of complete happiness from her best friend on the other end of the line. "E, that is soooo sweet! You two are soooo adorable!"

Gabriella smiled, looking at her ring again before sitting up and turning to slide her shoes back on. She had just a little bit more time before she had to be back to hair and makeup. "How's my little Reggie bug?" Gabriella asked, twirling her necklace around in her fingers before sitting up.

"She's good. I was going to give her a bath just before laying her down for a nap after I got off the phone with you."

Gabriella smiled softly. "Awwww. Well tell her when Titi Gabi gets back, I'll bring her a bath toy and I'll give her a bath and we'll have lots of bathtime fun!"

Taylor laughed through the phone. "I will, G. Have a nice night. Love you."

Gabriella stood up, pulling her top back up, straightening it. "Love you, Taylor." She turned off her phone and put it back in her purse, heading out of her trailer toward hair and makeup.

She heard Temperance giggling and turned the corner and to see Dominick with her little sister pinned against a wall. Gabriella stopped, shocked and speechless. She didn't know what to say or do. Taking a deep breath, she crossed her arms over her breasts and cleared her throat. Dominick took a step back, standing up straight and tall, towering once again over her sister.

"Ella, I–"

Dominick started only to be cut off shortly by Gabriella holding her hand up quickly. "I don't want to hear it, Dominick." She had used his full first name, not Nick or Nicky like she usually did. She was pissed, Turning to Temperance, her face stern and disapproving, she swallowed hard. "¡Ir a mi camerino ahora!"

Temperance shook her head, crossing her arms over her breasts defiantly. She wasn't about to listen to her sister, at least not in front of her boyfriend. She usually spent the shows in the trailer, but she wasn't going to go just because she was told.

"No! You can't tell me what to do! ¡No eres mi madre!"

Gabriella took a slow breath and tried to remain calm. "No? I may not be, but our parents did leave me as your guardian and I'm telling you to go to my trailer now."

Temperance stood her ground. "No!"

Gabriella was at her rope's end. Even though Dominick was part of the problem, she needed his help. Turning to to at him, she pleaded slightly. "Nick, please. Take her to my dressing room. Make sure she stays there. But this isn't over. And I'm not happy, ok? I'm not happy at all."

Dominick nodded his head. He knew she wasn't. This was her sister after all. "Vamanos, Tempe." T

Temperance nodded up at Dominick, muttering, "She's got everyone wrapped around her little finger," as they walked off.

Gabriella hung her head and walked off toward hair and makeup. She hated how things were with her sister, but she didn't expect them to be sunshine and daisies with her. She had to try, and she was trying. She was trying really hard, and she was going to try even harder. It was worth it. She was her little sister after all, and even though she'd only known her for a little over a month, she loved her more than she thought she ever could.

Troy laid his sleeping daughter down on the bed in the room next to his in the suite they were staying in and kissed the top of her head. She had fallen asleep on the bus just as they had been leaving the stadium and he had carried her up into the room.

"Buenos noches, Míja," Troy whispered into the darkness on top of his daughter's head.

He was the luckiest man in the world and he knew it. He loved his son and his fiancèe, and despite her attitude, he even loved Temperance and he'd do anything for her. They were a family. Troy stood straight and left his daughter in the room with the door open just a crack. Walking down the hall toward his bedroom, he looked at his watch, sighing heavily, he walked into the master bedroom. It would still be a little over an hour before he could call Lily or until she'd be calling him.

He decided it would be a good time to take a shower and look over the brochures of the places they were looking at when they had been online earlier the other day together. He pulled out a pillow from the bed and propped it against the head board before tossing his suit jacket on the chair beside the bathroom and sat up against the pillow on the bed. He picked up the phone, dialing room service. When they answered, Troy cradled the phone under his chin and opened the first portfolio, looking it over.

"Hi, this is Coach Bolton in 6424. Could I get a burger and some fries brought up and a beer?"

They said they'd have it up in ten minutes and Troy thanked them before he hung up the phone and leaned back against the pillow to look over the portfolio more. With every portfolio Troy looked at, he tried to picture the four of them, or more specifically, the five of them, living in the place. Troy thought especially about him and Lily and how they would take care of their family. Things had really changed for him in the four months. He hadn't expected to see Lily when he and Sharpay had started planning on going to the reunion, and then when De Aquila said that he was marrying his soul mate, he still didn't think that he would be here now.

He never would have thought that he would have a daughter. He never would have thought that he would be planning on having another child. Neither of them were something he expected having at all. And now here he was. He was the happiest he had ever been. He and Lily were going to be getting married in about seven months and he knew they were going to be happy forever. It wasn't something he ever doubted either. She was his soul mate and he ever doubted either.

He never doubted it when he was younger either. He had missed her like crazy when they were apart and he knew if they were ever to get back together he would never let her go, and he never was going to let her go. She was everything to him. And now they had a daughter together, and hopefully another on the way soon, nothing would ever pull them apart. Soon they'd be married and he knew nothing could make him happier, because he knew he was as happy as he could ever be.

His cell phone went off with Lily's voice playing his favorite song of hers and he let it ring for just a moment before he answered it. "Hola, Lily."

He heard the frustration in her voice before he even heard the first word. "Yo la amo, pero yo no sé lo que voy a hacer con ella!"

Troy knew there was only one person she would be venting to him about, at least like this. "What did she do now, babe?"

There was a soft sigh through the phone and then came her soft answer, "Temperance and Dominick are sleeping together."

Troy dropped the folio on his lap, staring at the blank plasma screen in front of him. "What did they say when you confronted them?"

Gabriella was silent for a moment and Troy knew this had to be hard on her. "Dominick knows he shouldn't be doing this, but … I haven't really confronted them. Temperance said something about me controlling everyone... Do you think I control everyone?"

Troy picked up the portfolio, tossing it at the stack of the others on the side of the bed, leaning forward where his plate of half eaten fries and burger lay on the bed, his other hand hanging over his knees.

"No, I don't. She's still trying to push your buttons, Lily. She's pissed that her parents left her on our doorstep and she's doing everything she can to make sure everyone knows that, whether it's by biting back at you, making inappropriate comments at me, or by sleeping with Dominick. She's a teenager. It's what teenagers do. I'm not condoning her. But even though we weren't hurting people, we did things that some parents don't want their children doing. Some people would have looked at the way we grew up as immoral and said we shouldn't have gotten pregnant while we were in high school, but you and I were both ready for it, despite what happened, regardless of the fact that my mother was there to help us."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a long time and Troy pulled his phone back from his ear to look at it, making sure that the call was still connected. Putting the phone back to his ear, he called to her, "Baby?"

He heard a soft sniffle on the other end and his heart turned in his chest as she softly spoke. "I'm sorry I lost her, T. I'm sorry I ran away. I'm sorry I hid Tori from you. I'm sorry I didn't come back–"

Troy shook his head taking a deep breath. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop right there, Lily! Just stop it! Stop! You don't need to apologize for anything. I told you I forgave you. I love you. You're the love of my life. You're my soul mate. You're everything that matters to me. You have nothing to be sorry for. I never want to hear you apologize for anything like that ever again. I love you and you don't have to apologize!"

He heard the silent sobs from her end of the phone and wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms and cursed the miles between them.

"Lo siento, Troy."

He closed his eyes and leaned back against the pillow again. "Don't cry, baby." He could tell she was trying to hold the tears in, but he could still hear them.

"I'm trying, Troy."

He nodded, leaning his head back against the wall. "Sé que, baby. Te quiero." He heard her take a sharp breath before trying to smile. He could hear the small smile in her voice in the way she was talking.

"What are you doing, honey?"

He smiled, loving how she was trying to move on. If he wasn't there with her, at least she was trying so they both didn't feel miserable.

Troy looked over at the stack of portfolios and back to closing his eyes. "Looking over the stack of portfolios I got from the realtor." He'd much rather be doing this stuff with Lily, but he knew they had to split duties being a couple that had to travel apart from each other.

"Have you found any that you like?"

He really didn't want to talk about any of them, not after how upset she was, but he knew neither of them wanted to go back to that conversation. "A few. I think you'll like them too." He knew she'd like that. "We can get someone to come in and decorate before we move in. Especially if we're going to have them do any painting. We don't want those paint fumes around you while you're pregnant."

He heard her laugh slightly and he smiled, grateful she wasn't crying anymore. "Paints aren't lead-based anymore, T. I'll be fine."

He laughed, shaking his head. "I don't know that stuff, Lily." She giggled a little more and Troy's heart relaxed, happy that she could go from being so upset to being able to laugh so happily so quickly. "I can't wait until you're pregnant, Lily. I want to be able to watch as much of it as possible."

She went quiet again and he was afraid he had made her cry again until she spoke softly. "You will."

He smiled, taking a deep breath. "Te quiero, mi amore, Lily." And he did, more than anything or anyone. She was everything to him.

"Te quiero, T. Te qiero."

Troy took a deep breath and looked around the room. He hated being so far away from her all the time. He was glad that basketball season was only 5 months out of the year. Sure, they had preseason and the playoffs, but actual season was only five months and it was going to be far too long. Maybe they could work out a better way for them. They could work it out. He'd never had this problem with Sharpay. It didn't matter that much to him. He didn't love her like he loved Lily and it didn't even bother him at all.

"Te qiero, Lily," Troy replied, moving the plate to the bedside table. He wanted his fiancée, and he couldn't make love to her, even over the phone with a plate of food on the bed between his legs. He knew that saying that meant that he loved her and wanted her more than just to make love to her, but he did right now. "Are you alone, Lily?" he asked her. "Are you to your hotel room yet?"

Gabriella voice caught through the phone and he knew she was blushing. She knew what was coming and he was glad she knew. They were always in sync about this and he loved it, even if and especially that she was shy about it.

"Yes, T. I just got back. I haven't showered yet, but..."

Troy took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. "Would you like me to let you shower?" He heard a rustle and he knew she was shaking her head.

"No! I'll shower after... or in the morning..."

Troy lifted his hips slightly on the bed and shifted slightly. "What are you wearing, baby?" He knew they could hook up their laptops, but he wanted her now and phone was good and he could see her well enough in his head.

"A black leather skirt and a amethyst tank top with black butterflies on it."

Troy knew the outfit very well and he liked it a lot.

"What are you wearing?"

He smiled, knowing she'd like this. "Suit pants. Shirt. And my tie. I lost my jacket when I came in the door." He heard her take a soft breath, letting it go slowly. He groaned slightly, shifting on the bed again. "Haven't showered yet either, baby." He heard her soft moan come from her lips next.

"Mmmm..."

He pulled at his tie, loosening it a little bit so he could at least breathe. "Yeah, baby?" He undid the top couple of buttons on his shirt, taking a deep breath.

"I wish you were touching me, T."

He closed his eyes, imagining his hand sliding up her thigh. "Just picture me doing it, baby. Think about my hand moving up your leg, sliding up between your thighs and under your skirt. Spread your legs for me, baby."

She moaned through the phone and he groaned slightly.

"Can you feel me touching you, baby? Are you touching yourself for me, baby?"

He heard her silent sharp intake of breath before she answered. "Sí, T..."

He groaned, sliding his hand over his own pants, over his cock. "Are you wet, baby?"

He heard her whimper and he lifted his cock against his hand. "Sí, T."

He took a deep breath, undoing his pants. "I'm getting undressed, baby," he told her, pulling off his tie the rest of the way before undoing the buttons on his shirt. "I want you to imagine I'm slowly pulling down the zipper on the side of your skirt and pulling it down off your hips. Are you doing it?"

She spoke softly through the phone. "Sí."

He smiled, tossing his shirt and tie aside, undoing his pants. "I'm going to help you take you tank top off, baby. I'll help you sit up and then I'll slowly pull it up over your head. Panties. Bra. Fishnets?"

He could hear the smile in Lily's voice as she answered, "Sí. Amethyst silk and black lace."

Troy groaned slightly, loving that set. He also loved the fishnet stockings. "I'm going to slowly peel your stockings off, baby. I'm going to kiss your stomach. Soon we're going to have a baby in there, baby. Soon. I promise you." He smiled. He knew it wasn't going to be long. They hadn't used birth control in high school and they had been having sex for years, and he didn't think that it would take that long for them to get pregnant this time. In fact, he was sure it wouldn't.

"I'll kiss your inner thighs and your knees and your calves before and your feet before pulling your fishnets off." He heard her moan through the phone and felt his cock push up through his boxers as he kicked his pants off the bed after taking them off. "Feel good, baby?"

She moaned softly through the phone again. "Mmm-hmmm."

He smiled, rubbing his cock through his boxers. "I'm going to come back up and kiss your pussy through your panties, baby," he told her, groaning into the phone as he grabbed his cock through his boxers, thinking about what he'd be doing to her if he were there with her. She gasped out into the phone and he started moving his hand over his cock more. "Touching yourself, baby?"

She was breathing shallowly, moaning into the phone, "Sí!"

Troy loved how delicate she sounded when she got like this, and he wanted to be there with her. He wanted to hold her at times like this. When he made love to her he loved to hold her, he loved to touch her, to make her feel his love, not just the physical touch, but the emotional touch as well.

"I'm going to slowly peel off your panties, baby."

He knew if he told her that, she'd do it herself. He rested his cell phone on his shoulder as he tugged his own boxers off his hips and kicked them off his legs and to the foot of the bed.

"Then I'm slowly going to rub your clit with my fingers while I kiss your stomach." He closed his eyes. "I can't wait until you're pregnant, Lily," he whispered into the phone. "I love you so much."

He heard her softly whisper back into the phone, her voice lightly catching, "I lo-ove you, T."

He started moving his hand more quickly on his cock, knowing she was touching her naked clit for him. "Can you feel my fingers, baby?" he asked her a little gruffly.

"Sí," she moaned softly into the phone and he closed his eyes taking a deep breath.

"Did you want me to taste you, baby?" He heard her whimper and he groaned, pumping his cock more. He knew just how succulently she tasted. It turned him on even more.

"T... Te qiero!" she gasped and he groaned, gripping his cock more. "Te necesito, T. ¡Deseo que estuvieras aquí! ¡Quiero sentirle dentro de mí!"

He groaned more as she started to whimper. He wanted her there with him just as badly as she wanted him. He wanted to be able to pull her into his arms as he slid into her and hold her close as he as they made love.

"Si, baby. Can you picture me pulling you into my arms and sliding into you slowly?" He pushed his head back into the pillow hearing her moan for him.

"Sí. Puedo sentir."

Troy took a deep breath. He could feel her too. He could feel her walls as he imagined them, gripping his cock as he pumped it with his hand. "You feel so good, baby," he groaned, unable to speak in Spanish too easily let alone understand it while he was doing this. Lily was the exact opposite. She could barely do anything but speak Spanish when he was making love to her.

"Sí," he heard her moan, pulling him closer and closer to his climax. "Jesucristo, T! ...se siente tan bien!"

He could tell she was close. Her breath was starting to slow and she was getting quiet. His balls were tightening up too and he was about to let go himself, but he wouldn't until he knew she had cum. "Let go, baby. I've got you. I'm holding you, baby."

He heard a soft breath and then a soft whimper and he knew she had cum and that's all it took for him to cum too. He pumped his cock until he had nothing left to release. And laid back against his pillow. "Oh, God, Lily!" he praised her, smiling lazily, picturing her laying there after he rolled her on top of him. He'd let her rest her head on his chest over his heart.

"O, T. Te qiero. Te extraño tanto!"

He heard her whisper into the phone, hearing a rustle, sure she was turning onto her side. That's what she did after they made love over the phone. She cuddled up with her pillow and held it. She needed him to hold her just as badly as he need her in his arms, maybe more.

"I miss you, baby. So much."

He ran the hand that didn't have cum all over it through his hair and took a deep breath. Being away from her all the time was hard. That's why they had chosen July twelfth to get married. That way they could really be together and not have to worry about basketball or filming or anything. They could just go off together and spend some time alone, just the two of them. Well, with any luck it would probably be the three of them by then, but she would barely be pregnant and the baby would take up too much room and they both wanted the baby there with them. And they'd be together. That's all that mattered.

"Just a few more weeks," he reminded her, promising her it wouldn't be much longer.

Gabriella yawned softly through the phone and Troy sat up, knowing he needed to take a shower and not get to comfortable.

"Sé que."

He reached for some Kleenex off the nightstand and cleaned himself off, standing up. "Get some sleep, baby. I'll call you in the morning before our flight."

He heard her soft inhale and he smiled as he walked toward the bathroom, tossing the tissue in the trash receptacle under the desk.

"Bns nchssss."

He walked into the bathroom, flipping on the light. "Buenos noches, Lily." He heard her yawn again and he smiled again, turning off his phone and sat it down on the counter, turning toward the shower.