A/N: I don't own HSM.
"Troy?" she called out, walking in the front door. Putting her bag down on the ground, she pulled off her jacket.
"I'm in the living room," he responded.
Gabriella smiled. Troy and her had got married the same year she had finished medical school. That was almost six years ago. They now had a four year old daughter named Tiffany and a two year old son named Rick. Troy was the basketball coach at a local high school, while she was a surgeon.
She moved into the kitchen, a small gasp escaping her lips.
Dinner was laid out on the table, with flowers, candles, and soft music playing in the background.
"Oh Troy," she said, a smile on her face.
He grinned. "Surprise." He came out and quickly kissed her.
"I am surprised," she responded, wrapping her arms around his neck. "What's the occasion?"
He shrugged. "I just thought you deserved it. You've been working so late lately, and I just thought this would be a nice break."
Gabrielle smiled. "Well, thank you Troy. I appreciate it."
He kissed her gently. Troy loved Gabrielle with every fiber of his being. And even after all this time, it felt brand new. He'd never tire of her. "Come on," he said, leading her towards the table. "The kids are already in bed, so we have the night to ourselves."
Gabrielle grinned. "Sounds wonderful Troy."
Sitting down, they ate dinner. Troy had cooked lasagna, her favorite dish. They drank some wine with it, enjoying the evening. It was nice and peaceful, and exactly what they needed.
Later on, Troy and Gabrielle found themselves cudding on the couch, sipping at their wine.
"It's been so long since we've done something like this," she said, looking up at him.
Troy nodded. "We've just been so busy with work and the kids.."
She grasped his hand, squeezing it firmly. "Life is just flying by."
"I know, but I'm just glad I still have you."
"Troy, I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and even after all this time, I still feel like we're the best thing that could have ever happened."
He pressed a kiss to Gabrielle's temple, "I'm glad you think so. I love you."
"I married my high school sweetheart," she said with a smile.
"Yes you did, and I'm so glad."
Troy and Gabrielle kissed, their arms wrapping around each other.
Even after all this time, they were still so in love. They were happy. And most importantly, they were together.