Nothing but anxiety and stress fell upon Gabriella's and Troy's bodies.
No results came back from the lab.
She wasn't in a confirmed labor, nor had they confirmed anything yet.
She looked over at Troy, who was silent.
"Are you okay?" She said quietly.
He sat back in his chair and rocked a little bit. "Yeah." He looked at her. "I'm more worried about you than anything."
She looked down at her feet.
"I'm getting really worried. Why haven't they said anything yet?"
"I don't know." Troy sighed. "But I'm sure Ainsley will be okay. She's a trooper. She's been a trooper through all this."
"You really think so?" She cracked a little smile.
He smiled back. "I know so. She's my daughter."
She layed back in her bed and looked up at the ceiling. "I just wish the doctor would tell us already... "
"Hey, we've already spent three days waiting in this room, so what good will another three days bring?" He ran his fingers through his hair.
"Do you think I'm in labor yet?"
"Probably." He laughed a little. "It's about time."
"She's gotta surface sometime."
Suddenly, a doctor rushed in.
"Alright sweetie, I know this is short notice... " He grabbed the ultrasound monitor and the stick and some gel. "But we just found something on the scan that is getting me a little worried about this baby."
And Gabriella became completely concerned. "What? What's wrong with my baby?"
The doctor pulled Gabriella shirt up and gobbed some gel on her stomach. "We think that your baby has a heart mumur and possibly heart failure. We can't be completely sure, though... "
He turned on the monitor. Troy got up and automatically took one of Gabriella's hands.
All three of them stared at the monitor.
He set the stick on Gabriella's stomach and began to swivel it around.
"Heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat... " The doctor chanted to himself. "Come on... "
He searched and searched.
Finally, a very, very feint heartbeat surfaced on the screen.
He found the baby's body, and started searching around it.
He got on his little radio. "I need a couple nurses in roon 107 and a Pitocin shot. Bring the delivery tools- "
Gabriella bursted into wailing tears.
"Listen Gabriella, you're not in labor, but we're going to have to induce you." He shut the monitor off and wiped Gabriella's stomach off, the put the ultrasound away. "Your baby's heart is failing. We have to get the baby out as soon as possible.
More screams and cries.
"Gabriella!" Troy held her body tightly against his and stroked her hair. "They're inducing you so that she'll live! Please, you need to stay strong! I'm here, and we're going to have our little girl in less than a half hour- "
"SHE'S FUCKING DYING TROY!" Gabriella screamed.
"Don't say that!" He said as tears started pouring down his cheeks. "She's a strong, strong baby!"
"JUST GET HER OUT!" She screamed to the doctor.
Gabriella's IV was injected with a quick dose of Pitocin, and within minutes, her body started contracting.
"It won't be long." The doctor said, preparing his tools. "I just broke your water, and the baby's coming down very, very quickly."
Troy got his cell phone out. "I need to let my mom and dad know real quick. I'll be right back. Let me know when it's time, okay?"
The doctor nodded as Troy stepped outside.
And suddenly, Gabriella's perfect vision of a healthy, happy baby would be turned upsidown.