~Michael's POV

"You needed a reality check." Jermaine scoffs over the phone.

"A reality check?? So you publicly bash me because I wouldn't answer your phone calls and you think I stole a producer? That makes perfect sense Jermaine." I say angrily.

"That was the only way I could get to you. You called didn't you?"

"Did it ever dawn on you, maybe I was busy? I'm working on an album and my wife is pregnant, I think I've got a lot going on right now. That was really selfish and childish of you Jermaine." He grew silent, he didn't know Rayne was pregnant. I think his anger dissipated at the thought of me having a child.

"Pregnant?" He chuckles. "Rayne's pregnant? Congratulations!"

I roll my eyes. "Thanks. Are we ok now? Is everything good?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry.. I'll put out another version. I just want us to be brothers, the media likes to make it seem like you and I are always feuding and we both know that's not the case."

The media never portrayed us in any kind of feud, that was something he put in his own head to make it seem like he could compete with me. The success Jermaine does have as a solo artist I'm extremely proud of, but I guess he can't take the fact his little brother is more successful than he is.

"Yeah well, that song doesn't help the case does it?" I sigh impatiently. I just wanted to get off the phone with him and get back to my album. I had to fly to New York to meet with Babyface and Rayne was ready to go. Finally Jermaine got off the phone and we headed to the airport.

Other than being on stage, another place I found peace was in the sky, even though I hated flying, my mindset was different when in the clouds. We had a 7 hr flight from California to New York, I took the time to honestly sit and reflect on my life. I was successful, married and an upcoming father. My life was actually going very well. I couldn't hide the peaceful smile spreading across my face.

Rayne laid on my shoulder sleeping soundly, a small smile on her face. Then I look out to the clouds watching the sunset in the distance, and I kept hearing this ethereal sound in my head, almost angelic. Then words began popping up, and I realized it was a song. I grabbed my napkin and began writing.

"In our darkest hour, in my deepest despair.
Will you still care? Will you be there?
In my trials, and my tribulations,
Through our doubts, and frustrations,
In my violence and my turbulence
Through my fear, and my confessions
In my anguish and my pain,
Through my joy and my sorrow,
In the promise of another tomorrow.
I'll never let you part.
For you're always, in my heart."

I stuff the napkin in my pocket and drifted off into a quiet sleep, leaning my head on Rayne's.

"Ooh." Rayne twitches. I jolt awake, "what happened? You ok?" I ask sleepily.

"I'm fine, I think the baby moved." She giggles, it was almost like the movement is what made it real for the both of us.

"There is a life in here. I'm really carrying a baby.." She says, lifting her shirt and poking her belly. I place a hand on her stomach and felt another movement. "Feisty little one aren't they?" I chuckle. We watched and laughed as our baby moved around, almost stretching in her stomach. "Not to worry baby, 5 more months and you'll be able to stretch out" I grin.

***

We get to the hotel, as Bill drops our bags at the door. "I just wanna jump in the shower!" Rayne says tossing her clothes off immediately. I remember what Jackie said about how good his wife looked, even pregnant, and I saw what he meant. I was extremely attracted to her, I bit my lip watching her intently. She hopped in and out the shower quickly her body gel teases my nose with its soft scent.

"What are you gawking at?" She smirked.

"You, it's been months since I've touched you." I chuckle, quirking my brow. She giggles "well maybe after you take a shower, we can fix that." She responds seductively, lying on her side.

"I'll be right back." I grin.

"I'll be waiting." She smiles, her bottom lip disappearing in her mouth.

I slide into the shower, excited for the events about to occur between us. Honestly, I needed this release. She and I hadn't been intimate in months, since we found out she was pregnant. We both needed it.

Wrapping the towel around my waist, I come out of the steamy bathroom to see Rayne buried in the pillows. "Aw man." I groan, a small whine coming from my lips. I sit on the edge of the bed, childishly pouting. It was a long flight so I decided to catch sleep and prepare for my busy day tomorrow.

~Rayne's POV

Michael is probably so disappointed I fell asleep on him last night. I wanted him, i really did, but I just can't seem to stay awake for anything recently. When I woke up Michael was gone so I decided to meet him at the studio. Michael always left Bill to care for me, we had grown very close. I talked to him about everything.

"How's the pregnancy going?" Bill asks, glancing in the rear view. I place my hand on my stomach, "it's going. I want it to be over." I sigh.

Bill chuckles, "ready to have the baby?"

"Yes!" I exclaim, "I just feel so uncomfortable most of the time. I'm always sleepy or nauseous.. I just want to be back to normal." I pout.

"I understand. But even when you're back to normal, things will be different you know?"

"I know." I sigh, as we pull into the lot for the studio.

I silently slip inside the studio while Michael continued to sing in the booth. I don't even think he saw me.

"She's Got The Look
She's So Fine
And You Know Damn Well
The Girl Will Be Mine

She's Got The Breaks
She's The Scene
And You Know Damn Well
She Gives It To Me..."

It's been a while since I watched him in the studio. I didn't wanna disturb him, seeing as how when this baby comes, it's gonna be harder for him to keep up with things. I started to move into further thoughts, the thought of Michael being a father got me excited. I have to admit I was a little turned on. I started to bite my lip and felt my stomach jump just a little.

"Baby, are you alright?" Michael chuckles, sitting beside me and snapping me out of my thoughts.. Somewhat.

"Huh?" I respond breathlessly. "Yeah I'm fine." I lie. I was in another one of those moods. The entire time I couldn't stop staring at him. Those long curls hung over his broad shoulders, I could picture my arms wrapped around his neck...

"This is Babyface, Kenny Edmonds is his real name." Michael says interrupting my erotic thought.

"Hi." I smile shaking his hand politely. I clench Michael's arm so he would look at me and led my eyes to the door. I couldn't control this urge. Michael frowns and follows me towards the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" He asked, right before I push my lips on his.

"We have to do it right now.." I mutter between kisses.

"Do what?" He says, grabbing my shoulders. I give him a look while lifting my shirt over my head. "Woah! Ray. I can't do this right now. We're on studio time babe." He chuckles.

I groan, "oh come on, it'll be quick." I grab his hands. He scoffs in a cocky tone, "we both know it won't be quick. But we can't do this.. As much as I'd love to... We can't."

Suddenly I just started crying, it just came from nowhere. "It's because I'm getting fat isn't it? I know I'm so unattractive right now. It's so bad." I sniffle.

"No Ray, you're gorgeous, you're not getting fat. You're carrying a beautiful gift for the two of us to love forever. I'll tell Bill to take you home and I want you to get some rest.. Ok?"

I wipe my tears and agree, even though I thought I'd be ok with being out, it was clear I wasn't ready. Michael kisses my forehead before waving Bill and I off. It was a quiet ride back to the hotel.

~Michael's POV

I take a deep breath and walk back inside the studio with Babyface and Teddy Riley. "Everything alright?" Teddy chuckles. "Yeah, Rayne's just dealing with this pregnancy kinda hard." I explain, I sit back in the production booth and begin working again. We made more progress on the album almost instantly. Babyface, Teddy and I worked perfectly as a team. After about 2 or 3 hours, Leroy poked inside with his cell in hand. I figured it was Rayne.

"Sorry fellas, one second.." I excuse myself. "Hello?"

"The baby moved." She says quietly, a smile playing through her voice. I couldn't hold back my grin. "It did?" I was so glad she was opening up to having this child.

"Michael, I can't wait to start our family. I was nervous before, but I can't wait to meet our child."

"I can't either." I smile.

"I miss you." She says sweetly, I chuckle. "It's only been 3 hours."

"So what? The baby misses you too."

"I miss both of you too, but I have to get back to work. Then I can come and be there with you" I grin.

"...and rub my stomach?" She says hopefully.

"If you want. I love you Ray."

"I love you more" she responds before hanging up.

That was the calm before the storm. As months went by, her emotions seemed to go from one extreme to the next. She became extremely needy and wanted the weirdest combinations of food. The cook was always confused.

We finally had that appointment that meant the most. Where we find out the gender of our kid. "I'm Dr Andrews, this will be a really quick procedure. I'm just gonna grab the machine and we'll get started." She smiles.

Rayne leans back on the table, "I'm so nervous. What do you want Mike?"

"I'm hoping for a girl.." I smile, holding her hand. "Me too." She grins.

"Well, here we go, the moment of truth!" The doctor says, lifting Rayne's shirt and begins the sonogram. "Ok.. Everything looks good, the heartbeat is regular."

I watched as the sonogram moved around Rayne's stomach and saw the head and hands.

"There is your baby!" Dr. Andrews exclaims, "and it looks like a baby girl. You guys got what you asked for! Congratulations. We're just gonna take quick pictures of this beautiful girl and we'll be done. Did you have a name for her yet?"

"Camille." Rayne says. "My mother's middle name."

Dr. Andrews nodded and stepped out of the room. "What made you choose that name?" I ask.

"She looks like my mother." Rayne smiles. "She's beautiful. You can name her middle name but her first name has to be Camille." She says rubbing her belly.

*3 months later

"How is she doing?" I ask Bill before walking inside the house. "Last I checked, she was crying but she wanted me to leave." Bill says, his eyes widening.

"Sheesh." I inhaled, preparing myself for anything. "Ray? You awake?" I sneak in.

"Yeah." She says laying on the bed, her eyes red and puffy.

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

"Sore. I tried yoga today. I couldn't do it. This pregnancy thing is overrated." She groans lifting herself upwards. "Well you should be resting, you've only got 2 more months."

"I'm sick of resting. I'm sick of everyone calling and checking on me.. I just want you, me and Camille. Every time I try and take a walk outside of Neverland, there's paparazzi somewhere. Why would I want my picture taken as big as I am??" She exhaled heavily.

I nod my head, Rayne never wanted to be apart of the big time celebrity life. She was never a fan of it even when we were younger. She honestly hated the extra attention. I didn't think things would get to the extremes that they are now, I could only imagine how it will be once the baby is here. I was going to do all I could to keep her protected. No matter what.

I had slight writers block with this chapter, sorry it took so long.

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