Grace fussed and moved as she began to sweat in her sleep. She was panting really hard and had no control of how her body moved. She was grabbed by someone and woke up screaming.

Michael: Grace!

Grace looked at him and then stiffened.

Michael: Are you alright?

Grace: Michael..

She held onto him for her life and Michael rubbed her back.

Michael: It is alright Grace.. It was only a dream.

Grace was shaking form not only the cold, but from the horrid nightmare she had.

Grace: The face.. Those hands.. The cold dead hands.. The fangs..

Grace rambled. Michael held her close and kissed her to calm her down. He shushed her and spoke gently to her.

Michael: It was only a dream. I am here for you. I am right here.

Grace looked up at him and tried to calm herself.

Michael: Are you alright?

Grace nodded.

Michael: Are you sure? You are drenched in sweat.

Grace: I am fine.

Michael: Shall I draw a bath?

Grace: Not necessary, I am the servant. I shall draw my own.

Michael shook his head.

Michael: No longer are you a servant, a Queen to be.. My wife is who you are.

Grace nodded.

Grace: I shall be back.

Michael: When are you off to?

Grace: I do not know.

Michael: Allow me to come with you.

Grace: No! No.. Stay here and I shall return.

Michael was worried about her.

Michael: Grace, please. I insist.

Grace: I say no. I need no company at this moment.

Michael: But you are frightened.. Surely I may be able to escort you to your destination..

Grace: Michael.. I want no company of your kind right now.. Try to understand..

She left after those words and left Michael to wonder.

Michael: My kind?

Grace went into the kitchen and through the door to the stables. She made sure all the animals were asleep and went back inside. She went to the door that lead to the garden and sat in the grass. She was trying to get her mind off of the horrid dream and just focused on the positive things..

------Dream------

Grace was laying with Michael in his room on his bed and in his arms. The room became dark and they soon had fallen asleep. It was dark outside and the stars had come to shine their bright lights onto the world. The moon had come to christen the night with the light glow of.. red.. The bloody moon had returned.. The door opened slowly and made a loud creaking sound.

Grace arose from from her slumber and looked around. The door caught her eye first and then her.. The eye peered at her through the side of the doorway. She only saw the eye and part of the hand. Grace blinked and the eye was gone. Grace wanted to wake Michael but something urged her curiosity and took over her legs. It pulled her past the door and down the hall.

Grace had no idea where she was going and had no control over how she could respond. She arrived in a room where a door appeared. A room she had never been in before. The door was blood red and opened slowly with a loud creak. She went through the door and ended up seeing a dead Michael laying on the bed in an all black attire that looked similar to his favorite red one.

Grace rushed over to him and touched his skin. Dead cold.. He was very stiff and Grace almost had enough time to let one tear fall when all of a sudden, she felt a finger wipe away her tear.. A severely cold finger.. She opened her eyes and saw the impossible.. Those eyes.. Those deep dark brown eyes were now redish brown but still recognizable.

Michael: Grace, why are you crying?

Grace: Michael.. It cannot be.

Michael: What is wrong?

Grace: You are dead! You were stiff and cold!

Michael: I still am..

He laughed and then she knew something was very wrong about him.

Grace: What?

Michael: Grace.. Come with me..

He tried to touch her but Grace pulled her hands away from him.

Grace: Who are you?

Michael: The question is, who are you?

Grace: Why must you confuse me? Tell me who you are right now.

Michael: I am your only love.

Grace: I know whom I love and he is back in bed waiting on me. He is still alive and warm. Now who are you?

He went towards the window and stood in front of it. The rain was falling hard.

Michael: I am that I am.. Now who are you?

Grace: No.. Your name.. Tell me your name!

Michael: Grace. Do you not want to be with me forever?

Grace: What are you talking about? How do you know my name?

Michael: You were to be my wife and have my children. We were going to be together forever.

He said as he approached her. Grace only backed up and ended up falling onto the bed. She looked around for an escape but everything was impossible. She saw him grin at her and those devilish eyes appeared.

Grace: Your eyes!

Michael: What is wrong with them?

He said as he came closer to her.

Grace: They.. They are red!

Michael: Blood red is more like it.

Grace: You know?

Michael: Of course I do. Would you like a better view?

He said as he got in her face and stared into her soul. Grace backed away from him as she closed her eyes and shook her head.

Grace: No I would not.

Michael: Am I scaring you? I apologize Grace. I never meant to scare you.

He said softly before kissing her. Grace's eyes flew open and she tried to push him away but he wouldn't budge. He was a lot stronger than usual. She turned her head and he began to crawl onto the bed. Grace wanted to run but there was something holding her down. She could feel it, but couldn't see it. It shut her mouth and stiffened her body. He leaned down towards her ear and whispered to her.

Michael: I love you and I shall see you soon.

When he sat up, he closed his eyes and put his head back before a growl escaped his lips. Grace's eyes widened and she began to cry. When he put his head down, he slowly opened his eyes and they were completely blood red. His skin was a little paler and something else caught her eye when he licked his lips. He had fangs.. He went down to her neck and kissed it once before biting her. No one heard her muffled scream..

------Reality------

Grace shuddered and then heard a sound somewhere in the darkness. She looked around alarmed and then it stopped.. Along with the wind..

Grace: Must be the wind rattling the trees.

Grace got up and went to the door. She heard something.. Like someone was running past her and turned around. No one..

Grace: Just go inside.. This is getting to your head.

Grace rushed inside and went down the halls of the palace. The halls seemed darker and bigger than usual. She heard footsteps approaching behind her and turned around. No one.. She turned back around and began to walk again. The footsteps came back after a while. Grace sped up and they sped up with her. She glanced back and saw nothing but darkens. The hall seemed like it would never end.

She began to run and they ran after her. She was at the door and held onto it as she tried to scream but no one heard her.. She was petrified and the very moment she opened the door, it grabbed her. It pulled her away and held her mouth as she kicked and gave out her muffled screams. They let her go after a brief moment of her fighting them and she took off running.. She was grabbed again.

Michael: Grace!

The voice stopped her from everything and she became stiff.

Grace: Who are you?

She managed to ask.

Michael: I am your lover and King to be.. I am Michael Jackson.. Grace, are you alright?

Grace pushed him away with all the strength she had and looked at him from afar.

Michael: Grace.. What has gotten into you?

Grace: Do not lie to me! I know who you are!

Michael: I told you who I am. Grace, how would I know who you are unless I have known you?

He came towards her and she was prepared. Once he got close enough, she kicked him.. Well, she tried. He grabbed her leg just in time and looked at her concerned. He gently set her foot back down onto the ground and got close enough to her face.

Michael: Grace.. What is wrong with you? Do you not love me anymore?

Grace bit her lip and then did the unthinkable.. She opened Michael's mouth with her hand and looked for evidence of the fangs she had seen. Michael was very puzzled and put her hands to her side.

Michael: My God woman. What has gotten into you?

Grace smiled and began to cry as she hugged him. He patted her back.

Michael: Okay.. What is going on?

Grace stood back and then her face twisted. She slapped him. Michael held his cheek and slowly looked at her with a crazy expression. He had never been slapped before. It stung badly and made him cry.. He only shed one tear and it glistened in the moonlight as he looked at her. Grace couldn't find the words to say to him so she walked away from him. Michael went to him room and found and there.

Michael: Why did you hit me?

He questioned.

Michael: Why?

Grace: I was scared!

Michael: Scared of what? I was right there!

Grace: I was scared of you! Alright?

Michael: What?

He sat down on his side of the bed and waited for her answer. He was so confused right now.

Grace: I thought you were someone else..

Michael: Grace.. Who else could I possibly be?

Grace: I.. I cannot explain.. My dream-.

Michael: You slapped me over a dream? No, better yet. A nightmare? Am I nightmare? Is marrying me a nightmare?

Michael questioned as he started freaking out. He calmed himself down after a while and went to her side to look at her face to face.

Michael: Grace.. You have been acting very strange these past few days and I hate it. First the whole playing dead, then you came back in a sexual manner, then acting like you cannot remember anything you did-.

Grace: I am not acting, I really do not remember!

Michael: The nightmares! Alright.. That, I can put up with.. But slapping me over it? This is why I want to go with you! And what did you mean when you said you wanted no company from people like me? Explain that!

Grace tried to remain calm and just tried to ignore him but the silence she was forcing herself to keep was eating her alive. All the stuff he was rambling about was really eating at her. She wanted to keep quiet but her rage was building. She could hardly pray about it. Grace wanted to yell right back at him and let all her frustrations out but she knew.. She always knew that no one would ever understand her or marry her..

Grace: Do you still want to get married?

She said calmly. Michael looked at her like she was some deranged lunatic that just asked for a hug. Then his face dropped. He looked down at his hands.

Michael: I do not know.. I do not have a clue. Not the slightest..

He said as he went to his side of the bed. The sun began to rise and Grace had reached a decision. If something we're to happen, she would rather it be her fault than his so that she could die in peace and no one would care. Grace looked at the wall and sighed. She walked to the door but was stopped by a voice and a piece going missing in her heart.

Michael: Where are you going? I need you here.

Grace: You do, huh?

Michael: Yes..

Grace: I just made a decision and I decided not to let you have to put up with me any longer.

Michael: Grace.. I never meant that.. It is only the fact that everyday you find some way to surprise or scare me..

Grace: Surprises are gone now because I am gone.

Michael: Wait.. What about our child?

Grace: If I am, I will let you know.

Michael: Grace, face it. You are. You are carrying our child.

Grace: Am I supposed to be happy about a reminder of you?

She yelled at him. Michael kept calm and walked over to her. He quickly pulled her into a hug and knew she didn't really want to leave him.

Michael: Grace.. Stay with me and marry me. No matter what happens, I shall always love you.

Grace pushed him away from her slightly and looked at him sideways.

Grace: Are you okay? You are never indecisive..

Michael: I am with you.

Grace caught herself smiling and then put on a straight face.

Grace: I shall see you later on this morning..

Michael: Why do you refuse to stay with me?

Grace: Because until you make up your mind, I shall be in my room.

Grace tried to leave again but Michael refused to give up on her.

Michael: Grace please.. Just get back in bed and I shall be happy.

Grace: Happy? Do you know how horrible you made me remember that I am? Do you realize that? I know one thing. I know there is no man is stupid enough or crazy enough to marry me. And if there is, I know he is not you.

Grace opened the door and began to walk away from him. Michael had to think fast. What would get his girl back?

Michael: Always, be not always
And if always
Bow our heads in shame
Always, please be not always
And if always
Bow our heads in blame
'Cause time has made promises
Just promises

Grace began to slow her walking and listen to him. She stopped walking completely.

Faces, did you see their faces
Did they touch you
Have you felt such pain
To have nothing
To dream something
Then lose hoping
Is not life but lame
But time has made promises
Just promises

Grace looked back and began to walk back to him. When she had gotten to him, he was crying. Grace stood in front of him and he reached out his arms to her. Grace hesitantly came to him and he held her hands in his and looked into her eyes. He put him forehead on her and bit his lip soft as he let another tear slip away from his eye. He kissed her and at first Grace didn't know what to do. She was stiff and then she relaxed. He stopped kissing her and then took her by the hand again.

Michael: Come on.. Let us go to bed.

Grace: But it is morning.

Michael: If you do not sleep now, it is going to be a long night..

Grace: Michael.. I am hungry. I want to eat first.

Michael was already sitting and placed his hands onto her hips. He flipped her onto the bed and looked at her.

Michael: Wait here.

Grace: Alright..

Grace didn't want to upset him anymore.. Or herself for that matter. So she stayed put. Michael came back with two plates and handed her one of them. She was finished with her plate before he could give her a second glance.. The only thing was that she was still hungry. She didn't say anything though. She just watched Michael eat and he seemed very upset. Grace reached up and rubbed the spot where his tear had fell with her thumb.

Michael: What are you doing?

Grace shrugged.

Michael: Are you still hungry?

Grace: No..

Michael: Are you sure? Because I am finished with my food and if you do not want it, I shall throw it away.

Grace: No.. No.. I am not still hungry.

Michael shrugged and left just before her stomach growled. She sighed and laid back.

Michael: I need another plate for Grace.. Breakfast is not enough to satisfy her hunger.

Lucy grinned.

Lucy: The over eating begins.. She is, indeed, with child.

Michael smiled and took the plate.

Michael: We shall see if she accepts the truth.

Michael went back and saw Grace sitting on the bed and looking at her feet on the floor.

Michael: Here. Eat this.

He said as he handed the plate to her. Grace bit her lip in embarrassment and looked down.

Grace: Michael.. Michael, how did you-?

Michael: I know my wife. Now eat.

Grace began to eat but she was still embarrassed by her hunger.. So she ate extra slow. She still got done before Michael though.. And was still a little hungry. Grace set her plate down and got under the blankets. Michael looked at her for a while before joining her.

Michael: Grace..

Grace: Michael, please.

Michael sighed and looked down.

Michael: Are you alright? At least let me know my Queen-to-be is alright.

Grace: I am fine.. I am not sure about your Queen-to-be..

Michael: I love you.. I love you deeply with all of my hearts desire. You matter more than my life.. Which is why I want you as my wife.. I need you in my life.

Grace: Have I not already accepted your request for marriage?

Michael: Grace.. Do not start that.. That fancy talk.

Grace sighed.

Grace: I do not know anymore.. I can never be sure about love.

Michael: I love you.

Grace: But what about the baby? If I am.. What will happen to the Kingdom? To the laws of the land? What about us?

Michael: Nothing shall change. I shall make it so we shall be happy.. Trouble not your mind with such rumble. This shall not stop our love. Remember this, always and forever, we are together.

Grace looked at her hand and thought of many questions concerning where their relationship was going.. Then it occurred to her about Alice.. She prayed that Lucy wouldn't lose her mind and tell Alice the truth. Grace felt the room get hot and she began to sweat. Her stomach began to feel strange and she sat up as she began to fan herself.

Michael: Grace, are you alright?

Grace: I.. I do not know..

Michael felt her forehead and neck.

Michael: You are a little warm.. But you seem normal..

Grace: Do I look normal to you?

Michael: Grace I-..

Grace got up and ran into his changing room where his chamber pot was.. She threw up and became pale. Michael heard her throw up and was mixed with emotions. He was overjoyed but concerned about her. Michael didn't know if he should go tell Lucy or stay there with Grace. He went to Grace with a smile on his face. Grace was resting her head against the wall with her eyes closed in a weakly manner.

Michael: Grace.. You are pregnant!

He said joyfully. Grace opened her eyes slowly and slightly before nodding.

Michael: I love you..

He said as he gathered her into his arms. He kissed her sweaty forehead just before she pushed him away from her and threw up again. Michael rushed out to go get Lucy. But oddly.. She was not in the kitchen. He heard her voice coming from Alice's room and went towards her voice. He opened the door and saw Lucy in a mess, crying over Alice.

Lucy: Leave me..

Michael: Lucy.. It is about Grace.

Lucy looked up and wiped her eyes.

Lucy: What do you want?

Michael: Grace is pregnant.

Lucy sniffed and then smiled weakly.

Lucy: She threw up.. Let us go and see about her.

They went into his chambers and Michael pointed out where Grace was.

Michael: There. She is in there.

Lucy went to Grace's side and saw her throwing up once more. She rubbed her back and when Grace had settled down, Lucy helped her wash up. She then had Michael lay her down on the bed and began to dab her forehead with a cool wet towel. Michael stood by and watch over her.

Michael: Grace..

He whispered as he touched her face. Grace looked up at him with tired eyes. He smiled.

Michael: You have my child inside of you.. In your stomach.

Grace nodded as she began to drift away. She was tired. Lucy smiled at her and got up to leave.

Lucy: Grace will be alright. She will spend a lot of time with the chamber pot for the next few weeks.

Michael nodded. He put his head against hers and kissed her cheek.

Michael: Thank you.. For everything.

Lucy nodded and left. Michael laid down beside Grace and spent most of his time with her for the next few weeks.