Author's Note: Hey guys! Here is a new chappyyyy! :) I was bored and decided to finish writing it! :))) Hope you like it!

Broken Paradise
written by missefron15

Chapter Seven

December 13th, 2011

The room was barely lit. The two overhead lights that beamed down on him, made his forehead break out into sweat. Drops dripped out onto his arm and he hastily wiped them away the best he could with his hands that were handcuffed. He felt like he couldn't breathe. The room was also small. Very small for interrogation room.

He felt the beads of sweat keep dripping. His dark green eyes glanced around the room waiting for the cops to come in and question him like crazy. He didn't understand why he even confessed…oh well maybe because he was being followed by this bitch cop. And the fact he couldn't hold the guilt in any longer.

Gabriella was dead. He had killed her. He didn't even hurt her that bad. Something that was good went bad and now he was to blame. It was his entire fault. He was going to lose his license for this. He was for sure to go to prison.

The door to the interrogation room opened up and in walked a man with brown cropped hair with blue eyes that stared hard into the green eyes that belonged to him. "Marshall, right?"

He couldn't breathe, so he nodded. "Henry Marshall." He stuttered out.

The officer nodded and sat across from him. Henry moved his hands slightly but winced when the pain of the handcuffs tightened just a little bit more. "Does it hurt?" the officer asked. Henry looked at the man. He couldn't be that old. Maybe 25 years old. His nose was straight and his eyebrows were relaxed. His chin was pointed towards him and he didn't understand what to do anymore.

Henry sighed and nodded, "Do you think you could loosen them?" he asked smoothly.

The man sighed. "Nope. Sorry. You did the crime, I think you'll be fine." He laughed when he rhymed.

Henry rolled his eyes and sighed. "So…"

The officer sighed, "Alright, I'm Officer Zara. Let's get to business. Why'd you do it?"

Henry sat still and didn't move. "I don't know."

Jimmie stared at Marshall. He didn't know. Piece of shit. "Yes you do. Why'd you do it?" he asked again but this time with a sharp tone.

Henry looked behind Officer Zara and stared into the mirror. And of course on the other side of that mirror were people watching him. Who was watching? "Who is behind the double sided mirror?" Henry asked Jimmie.

Jimmie looked at him confused and looked at where he was staring. He didn't want to talk about the mirror. He looked at the mirror again and he felt like he should tell Marshall who was behind it. "Gabriella's parents, her grandmother, her other set of grandparents from her father's side and The Bolton's."

Henry's eyes grew when he heard The Bolton's were behind there. He hated them. He didn't understand why they were so close to Gabriella's family. It didn't make any sense. "Why are The Bolton's here?" he snapped.

Jimmie smirked. "Why wouldn't they be? That is Gabriella's ex's parents."

Henry looked at Jimmie. Her Ex's parents? He figured she had an ex and when he met The Bolton's he didn't know this part. "Who is her ex?" Henry demanded, growing angry.

Jimmie glared at him. "Troy Bolton. He's a federal agent for the FBI."

Henry's heart stopped. Her ex was an FBI agent? What the fuck? His green eyes went dark and he glared at Jimmie. "I killed her." He seethed.

Jimmie stared at this man with hatred. He loved Gabriella as a friend. He'd graduated with Troy but was good friends with Gabriella as well. He thought of her as a little sister he never had and now she's dead?... There was a knock on the door and in walked Donnie Dion.

Donnie was Jimmie's best friend in the entire world. They had graduated together as well and were good friends with Troy. "Donnie, what's up?" Jimmie asked.

Donnie's dark skin looked really dark in the room and his eyes were too dark to see. "The hospital sent this over. Before what happened. It's her tox screen report." Donnie told him, handing Jimmie the report.

Jimmie opened it up and looked through it but was shocked to see what was in it. "This is correct right?" Jimmie asked to make sure before he plowed this onto Henry's conscious.

Donnie nodded his head before he left the room quietly, shutting the door behind him as he went. Jimmie stared at the tox report again and then threw it on the table in front of Henry's face. "Read that to me, Marshall."

Henry rolled his eyes and looked down at the coroner report. "Gabriella Montez, age 25, died of presumed heart attack and was severely beaten. Tox screen report came back with an odd amount of…" Henry trailed off as he read the rest silently.

Jimmie rolled his eyes. "Finish reading it out loud." He snapped.

Henry gulped. "An odd amount of Sodium Thiopental. In conclusion, COD could be from suicide or murder."

Jimmie smiled to himself.

Rose looked on as Jimmie was questioning Henry Marshall. She hated the man already and she usually didn't hate people. She stood next to Keith and Lucy, but Jo had stepped out with her family because she didn't want to listen to the man's bullshit. Rose snorted and thought her daughter was being an ass.

"You okay, Rosie?" Lucy asked, as Jimmie slammed a manila folder down on the table in front of Henry.

Rose looked at Lucy and noticed the woman's concern written all in her eyes. "I'm fine darling. I'm just glad they have him in custody."

Lucille nodded and sighed. "But what about her body. Rosie?" she whispered and she saw Keith turn their attention towards the women.

"Yeah, did they explain anything further on that, Rose?" Keith asked, his brown eyes fading into Rose's soft eyes.

She sighed, "No. It's unexplained. They have everyone looking. Jimmie told me no one is leaving the hospital until everyone is questioned and they checked highways and other hospitals." She told them.

Lucille sighed, "This just isn't right, Rose. Something is terribly wrong and especially with that man, Henry." She shook as she said the horrible name.

Rose sighed as well. "I don't know anything about Henry except for the one time I met him about a year or so ago. He wasn't very pleasant and you know that Lucy." Rose spoke placing a comforting hand on her arm.

Keith looked at the women, "What was he like the first time you met him?" he asked softly.

Rose looked at her ex-son-in-law. "He was cold." She stated. She looked up when the door opened and in walked Drew, Jo and Jack. They stood next to one another and listened to Rose talk. "He didn't like it when Gabriella smiled at Lucy, Jack or the twins. He was very jealous."

Jack nodded in agreement. He came and wrapped his arms around his wife and held her. "That's right. I remember that. He wouldn't look me or Lucy in the eyes. He avoided us at all costs."

Rose nodded as well, "He held her arm like she was a toy. Like she couldn't go anywhere without him. She tried to go to the bathroom and he stood outside the door. That was before dinner. She looked so skinny when I saw her last…Gosh…" she trailed and looked towards the man that gave her the willies. She looked on when she heard him talking.

"An odd amount of Sodium Thiopental. In conclusion, COD could be from suicide or murder." Henry muttered and pushed the folder back to Jimmie.

Rose watched Jimmie smile. "Why is he smiling?" she asked.

Drew looked at Rose. "Sodium Thiopental… Why does that sound familiar?" he asked out loud.

No one could figure it out. "It stops your heart." They all turned to the voice and saw a tall white male with blonde hair and bright teal eyes. He stood next to an African American woman with brown eyes and they were both wearing scrubs. They had id tags on and they were from Gabriella's hospital.

Rose stepped forward. "What are you talking about?" she pointed at the man. He looked oddly familiar. "Who are you?"

"I'm Ryan Evans and this is Taylor McKessie."

Taylor McKessie was going out of her damn mind. She couldn't take this any longer. She lied to the cops when she was questioned and she couldn't leave the room until everyone was done. Ryan was the last one being questioned on this floor and then they would be able to leave.

She couldn't believe Gabriella's body was missing. Well she could….she knew exactly where she was…well just somewhere in Los Angeles.

She paced back and forth and when people passed by they would think she would rub a whole in the titled floor with her converse.

"Taylor stop pacing." Ryan's voice demanded. He pulled his phone out and started to text his sister Sharpay that he was stopping by her place on his way home.

Taylor smiled. "Finally! What did you tell them?" she snapped.

Ryan rolled his teal eyes at her and sat down on a chair outside of one of the hospital rooms. "Nothing. Just that we found her like that." He spoke and looked at a text that Sharpay had replied.

Okay well I might not be home. Mrs. Darbus is at the police station. That bastard fessed up to killing her granddaughter. So I might go keep her company.

Ryan stared at the message before looking up at Taylor. "Marshall confessed, Tay." He whispered.

Taylor stared at the boy wide eyed and stood back up to pace again. "Oh, god. This is not good." She whispered to herself but Ryan clearly heard her.

He sighed and watched as she placed her hands on her light blue scrubs and continued to pace more and more. "Stop!" he yelled which got him some mean looks from a few nurses. "Taylor stop freaking out god Damnit. Now listen up. Gabriella wanted out so we gave her a way. She wanted this. Now if Marshall wants to confess, let him!" he told her as soon as he stopped her from pacing and pulled her back down to the seat next to him.

Taylor shook her head. "I feel so guilty Ryan! We have to go confess what we did!"

"No!" Ryan yelled. "We can't do that! We promised Gabriella. We have to let her start over."

Taylor felt like she was going to cry. The tears started to drip onto her cheeks and then started to pelt against the light blue scrubs. "I need to do something," she whined.

Ryan sighed. "We're not confessing. We'll go help."

Taylor didn't know what to say but this. "Thank you."

Rose looked between the two. "What are you doing here?"

Ryan sighed and stepped forward. "My sister Sharpay, she works for you."

Rose nodded. She'd seen Sharpay out in the hallway earlier but she'd told the young woman to go ahead and go home that everything was going to be fine. "I thought you looked familiar." Rose told him.

Ryan laughed, "Yeah well, she texted me and said you were here. Anyway…We know Marshall….and we were the ones who found Gabriella." He spoke pointed to him and Taylor. He looked at Taylor and he could see she wanted to spill the beans like crazy.

He looked at Taylor to get her ass up here but she couldn't move. Rose looked at the woman. "You answered my Gabi's phone, didn't you?" Rose asked Taylor.

Taylor didn't know what to say but nod her head. "Yes ma'am."

Rose laughed. "Don't call me ma'am. It's Rose. Everyone calls me Rose…well except that sister of yours," Rose spoke and pointed to R

He gave a hearty smile. "So what this about Sodium Thiopental?" Ryan asked trying to ease into the subject carefully.

Keith looked up at the two doctors. "They found it in her system. Officer Zara had that Henry guy read it out loud and we didn't know what it was, well we do now." He told them.

Taylor gulped. This was horrible! She felt like she couldn't breathe at this moment. "Uh…yeah. It can stop your heart, breathing…" she trailed off when Ryan hit her in the side. She looked at him and he gave her a look.

Rose noticed the look and when he hit her but didn't say anything about it. "Well you're more than welcome to stay. Jimmie is questioning Henry now." She spoke and turned back to the mirror.

Taylor and Ryan stood by the two way mirror and looked on as Henry looked extremely guilty but smug.

Jimmie sat down across from Marshall and stared into his jaded green eyes. "Why'd you do it?"

Henry looked at the cop and then back to the report. He was a doctor he knew what Sodium Thiopental was….Did she have that in her system before they started to fight? What was she trying to do? That drug can knock you out and make it look like you are dead…. "She faked it." Henry claimed.

Jimmie Zara was shocked at the words that came out of Henry Marshall's mouth. "Excuse me?" he asked.

Henry laughed. "The dumb bitch faked her death."

Taylor and Ryan snapped their heads together in shock. Of course Henry would notice this he is a fucking doctor after all. The best Cardio Surgeon New Mexico has seen.

"What are you talking about?" Jimmie snapped grabbing the folder and looking through the file. "There is nothing in here that says she faked her death. And beside her body is missing…" Jimmie trailed off.

Henry smirked. "The bitch put the drug in her system." He said pulling his body closer to the table and closer to Jimmie. "The bitch made me mad and I beat her. I confess to that. I beat women. Especially bitches like that tight ass hoe."

Rose kept her hands to her side as she watched and listened to this man call her granddaughter names. "That son of a bitch," she whispered and she felt Lucille's hand on her shoulder.

Jimmie felt the anger roll from his shoulders and into his fists. He didn't like him talking about Gabriella that way at all. "Stop." He demanded.

Henry smirked. "I beat her. And she faked her death. She is probably out there somewhere hiding from me so I don't kill her. Maybe if I see her again, I will hold her down…" he started to talk. He pointed a finger with his hands still in handcuffs, "play with her a little….and then strangle the bitch until she dies for putting me through hell." He sneered and laughed.

Jimmie couldn't take it anymore. He stood from his chair and left the room while Henry kept laughing. He went into the next room where Rose Darbus stood angry as hell. "I want that son of a bitch locked up, Jimmie!"

Jimmie sighed and looked over at everyone before he stopped on two people wearing scrubs. "Who are you two?" he asked.

Taylor and Ryan looked at each other and then back at Henry Marshall who was still laughing. He was crazy. He liked hurting people underneath his interior of being able to save lives at the hospital. Taylor couldn't believe it when Gabriella showed her the bruises and now here she was standing and watching Doctor Marshall act like a crazy person.

"We worked with Gabriella…well I did, and Ryan well he's Sharpay's older brother who she works for Gabriella's grandmother and we talked the other day when I told her Gabi had died and now we're here because Sharpay sent Ryan a text saying Gabriella's grandmother was here and so was Marshall and now we're here to see him talk." Taylor ranted.

Everyone stared at her like she'd grown two heads. Ryan rolled his eyes, "Anyway, what she said." Jimmie nodded and looked at everyone.

"I don't know what to do. He confessed to beating her up but he's making accusations about her faking her death. Could that be possible? I mean her body is missing." Jimmie spoke and then looked at Ryan and Taylor. "Is Marshall right? Could she have faked her death?"

The room was tense. Ryan didn't want to say anything but Taylor was freaking out. So he had to be the bigger man here. "Yes she could have." Ryan spoke carefully.

Jimmie nodded. "Alright. I'm going to go talk to my chief about this and get this search moving on and declare that Gabriella might be alive and she faked her death."

Rose nodded and felt Lucy wrap her arms around her. "We'll find her even if she is alive," she whispered to Rose.

Rose nodded and saw Keith wiping his eyes. "Keith?"

His brown eyes met her, "Yeah Rosie?"

"Our girl might be alive." She said hopefully.

Jo looked on and sighed. Her mother told Keith that. Not her. Maybe it would be best if she should leave and go back home. It would save everyone heartbreak.

Keith smiled at Rose. "Yeah…she just might be." he whispered.

December 14th, 2011

She felt safe and warm. Really warm at that. She opened her eyes and felt arms circled around her waist. She looked down and saw the afghan was still wrapped around her from last night. Last night? She looked up at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already 8 A.M.

She looked up and saw Troy was fast asleep and had his head resting on top of her head. She hated to move from his grasp but she had the urge to pee and she was sort of stuck. "Troy," she whispered softly and it didn't help her case at all.

"Troy!" she raised her voice just a bit. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down at her. She gave him a sheepish smile. "Sorry, but I really need to pee, Troy." She whispered.

Troy smiled and let her up so she could use the restroom. She halfway ran and closed the door shut behind her. Troy laughed softly and shook his head. He checked the time and saw it was 8:03 AM.

He had work today. Well his boss technically told him to take a few days off… He checked his phone and saw that it was Wednesday December 14th, 2011. Christmas is just around the corner…

He laid his head back and sighed…and then he shot back up. December 14th! How could he fucking forget!

It was Ella's birthday.