Michael's POV

"Baby, hurry up! We're going to be late!" I yell up the stairs to Carter.

"Hold your fucking horses Michael! I'll be down in a minute," she yells back down to me, making me laugh. To say that her hormones have been everywhere is an understatement. I shake my head and walk back into the living room and that's when I see the whirlwind of toys all over the place. I groan and start to pick them all up when all of a sudden, I hear giggling and I smile to myself.

"Prince? Come here," I call out but I'm only met with more giggles. I walk around to the back of the couch and sure enough, our one year old son was sitting there. He gasped when he saw me and tried to get up to run away but I quickly walked over and picked him up.

"What did I tell you about hiding from Daddy?" I asked him, making him frown.

"Um, no?" He wondered, looking up at me.

"Exactly. Daddy doesn't like it when you hide from him," I told him.

"I sowwy Daddy," he pouted.

"It's ok. Now, how about you go pick up your toys so that we can go see Auntie Jan Jan?" I asked him.

"Yay!" He cheered and I knew it was because I'd mentioned Janet.

"Good boy," I kissed the side of his head before setting him down on the ground again. He ran off and started to pick up his little toys. I sat down on the couch and smiled as I watched him. I was so grateful that he was in our lives.

His name is Michael Joseph Jackson Jr, but we call him Prince so that we wouldn't have two Michael's being called all the time. After the wedding and Carter telling me that she was pregnant, I had decided to talk some time off from touring and recording. I wanted to dedicate all of my time to her and making sure that she was as comfortable as possible. Once we found out that we were having a boy, I was even more excited. We decorated his nursery, went to parenting classes, and had an amazing baby shower for him.

However, when he was born last year, we had a major scare with him. He was born four weeks early and his lungs hadn't fully developed. He had to spend three days in the intensive care unit and me and Carter were absolute wrecks. He's a strong little boy, though because we were able to bring him home after that and he hasn't had any issues since then. 

"Michael!" I heard Carter yell. I hopped up and walked out of the living room. I went over to the staircase and saw her standing at the top of the stairs. "Help me?" She pouted. I nodded and walked up the stairs to her.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her.

"Fucking horrible," she hissed. I looked down at her swollen stomach, where I could actually see our baby kicking.

"Kicking too much again?" I asked. She painfully groaned in response and I frowned. She had this same problem with Prince. It seemed like our kids like to be extra active. Carter claims it's because they're my kids and they must be in there dancing or something.

After Prince was born in October of last year, we took care of him nonstop, all by ourselves. Once the New Year came, we decided that we would take a small break from being parents and get back to being just a husband and wife. We went to Paris for a small vacation and that's when we conceived this baby that Carter is pregnant with now. However, we don't know what this baby is like we did with Prince because we wanted it to be a surprise.

I reached down and placed my hand on her belly, rubbing in small circles. The kicking slowed down and Carter let out a breath that I hadn't realized that she was holding in. 

"I know I said that I wanted them to stay in and bake for the full 40 weeks but it's been 41 weeks and I'm tired," Carter told me, and I could see that she was getting emotional.

"I know baby girl, I know," I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her as close as I could. "They'll be out soon, alright?" I tried to comfort her. She sniffled and nodded. She pulled away from my chest and wiped her face.

"Are you sure you want to go to the shower today?" I asked. Janet, Avery, and Olivia had planned a baby shower for Carter today.

"I can't just not go," Carter replied. "They've worked so hard."

"But they would understand though," I rubbed her shoulders. She bit her lip as she went silent, thinking about it.

"No. We're going," she said after a few moments. 

"Alright baby. Well, you do look beautiful," I smiled at her, making her blush. She had on a simple blue maxi dress. The top was a solid blue while the skirt was made of print which was blue and white. She had her hair in its natural curly state and up in a ponytail. Her makeup was minimal and she had on a pair of blue sandals. 

"Thank you Applehead," she puckered her lips up at me and I kissed her softly.

"Come on. We're about to be late and more importantly, Prince is downstairs alone and it's quiet," I chuckled, making her gasp.

"Let's go," she smirked. I wrapped an arm around her waist and gave her my other hand to hold. Once we made it down the stairs safely, Carter looked around. 

"Prince? Come to mama baby," she called out. Almost immediately, Prince came running to us from the living room. He ran up and hugged Carter's leg.

"I still have no idea how you do that," I scoffed, making her giggle. 

"He's a mama's boy, that's all," she reached her arms down and picked him up, setting him on her hip. "Aren't you baby boy?"

He just giggled and buried his face in her neck. I rolled my eyes playfully and grabbed his diaper bag. "Come on, let's go."

After struggling to buckle Prince into his car seat because he had suddenly decided that he didn't want to sit in it, we got in the car and drove to Janet's house.

We got out and walked up to the door. Carter and I both have a key to her place in case of emergencies so I just used mine to open the door. We walked through the house to the sliding back door, which led to the backyard. Avery spotted us through the door and she hurriedly ran over to Janet, whispering something in her ear. Janet got everyone's attention as we walked outside.

"Happy baby shower!" Everyone cheered, making me smile. 

"Yay!" Prince, who was sitting in my arms, yelled. Everyone aw'd at him and I set him down on the ground.

"Is that my big man?" Janet kneeled down and opened her arms to him, which he immediately ran into.

"Jan Jan!" He squealed as she left kisses on his cheeks. I smiled as I watched them.

"You look beautiful Car," Avery gushed as she looked Carter over.

"I feel huge," Carter pouted back. 

"That's cause you are," Olivia smirked at her. Carter responded by hitting her arm.

"I'm carrying another human asshole," she said in annoyance but I knew she wasn't really.

"Come on, we have food and gifts!" Janet announced. 

Carter's POV

After we ate, Liv and Avery led me over to a huge chair that was decorated in flowers and made me sit in it. 

"What are ya'll doing?" I giggled. 

"It's time to open your baby gifts," Janet told me. Her, Liv, and Avery all took turns handing me boxes and bags as I opened them and showed them off to everyone. I also made sure to thank everyone as I opened the gift that they had brought me.  A lot of the things, especially the clothes, were gender neutral since we didn't know what we were about to have. After a little while longer, the party had began to break up and soon enough, it was just me, Michael, Prince, Avery, Liv, and Janet.

"How are we going to get all of this home?" Michael wondered, looking up at all the presents from where he was sitting on the ground playing with Prince.

"Big truck!" Prince yelled. 

"We will need a big truck buddy," Michael smiled down at him. "Such a smart boy," he leaned down and kissed the top of his head. Prince looked up at him with adoration and I smiled as I watched them together. Michael was amazing with him and I couldn't wait to see him with another baby.

"Why don't we get a last picture with just the family of three?" Avery suggested. I smiled at her and she nodded at me knowingly. Liv helped me up and I went and stood next to where Michael and Prince were standing. Michael stood up and then looked down at Prince.

"Come here Prince," Michael held his hand out. He grabbed Michael's hand and stood up. Michael then bent down and picked him up, setting him on his hip.

"You have to smile big for Auntie Avery, ok?" I told him, and he nodded.

"Want mommy,"He suddenly said, making us both look down at him. I looked up at Michael and shook my head. I could feel myself having light Braxton Hicks contractions and I didn't think I should be holding him right now. 

"No buddy. Stay with Daddy," Michael told him but he was already leaning towards me. Me and Michael both laughed and I saw the flash from Avery's camera go off.

"Mommy will get you in a little while, ok? But I want you to look at Auntie Avery and smile right now, alright?" I kissed his chubby little cheek, making him squeal and nod. Michael held Prince in one arm and wrapped his other around my waist. I wrapped one arm around his torso and my other hand was on Michael's that was on Prince. We turned towards Avery, who took a few pictures of us in that pose.

"Beautiful," Janet smiled. All of a sudden, I had a contraction but it wasn't like the ones I'd be having. It was stronger. I groaned and grabbed a handful of the back of Michael's shirt in my hand, trying to breathe through it.

"Whoa baby," Michael winced. "That was my skin. What's wrong?" He asked, looking down at me. We made eye contact and his eyes widened immediately. He set Prince down on the ground before turning to me. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. These feel different than the Braxton Hicks," I told him. He nodded and looked over at the girls. 

"Will you guys watch Prince while we go to the hospital?" He asked them. They all nodded instantly. Michael put his arm behind my back and began to guide me to the door. We back into the house and kept walking until we made it out of the front door. 

"Ah, wait wait wait wait," I groaned, squeezing his hand. We stopped moving as I felt the contraction wrap itself around my stomach. 

"Breathe it away baby," Michael reminded me. I nodded and inhaled deeply, before exhaling it out. I kept doing that until I felt the contraction end. 

"Alright now?" He asked and I nodded. He helped me into the car and after he got in, we were off to the hospital. 

After arriving at the hospital and getting settled into our room, I was laying bed trying to relax.

"How are you feeling?" Michael asked.

"I'm good when I'm not having contractions," I replied. "We never talked about names," I added, making him smirk.

"Well, you know what my vote is," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"I am not naming my child Princess," I groaned.

"It's cute! Plus, it goes with Prince," he defended.

"What if we have another boy?" I pointed out. He went silent for a minute as he thought about it. Suddenly, he smiled and snapped his fingers.

"We'll name him King!" He exclaimed and I stared blankly at him. 

"I'm about to have your parental rights terminated," I told him. I felt another contraction and Michael grabbed my hand again, letting me squeeze it. 

"Breathe baby. Breathe," he told me. I groaned and threw my head back against the pillow. 

"God, this fucking hurts," I gritted out. The contraction finally passed and I tried to steady my breathing. 

"Do you want to try the birthing tub? Have a water birth like we talked about?" Michael wondered as he ran his fingers through my hair. 

I nodded and looked at him. "Can you go see if I can get in there now?" I asked. 

Michael left and went to find our doctor, Dr. Waters. Dr. Waters had been my OB going back to when I lost our first child and he also delivered Prince. Once Michael came back with him, he checked my cervix to see how far I was dilated. 

After seeing that I was 8 centimeters dilated, Dr. Waters said it would be a great time for me to get in the birthing tub. I changed into a tank top to cover my upper half and I was naked from the waist down. Michael helped me into the tub and I instantly felt myself relax as the water soothed my body.

"Better baby girl?" Michael smiled, rubbing the top of my head.

"A thousand times better," I sighed in contentment.

"Good. I love having kids with you but I hate to see you in pain," he admitted. I opened my eyes and saw him pouting, which made me smile.

"I know baby but that's just because you're an amazing husband who doesn't want to see me hurting," I puckered my lips and he pecked my lips with his own. 

"Damn right," he smirked, making me laugh. I felt another contraction come and I closed my eyes in anticipation for the pain but it was way more manageable with the help of the water. 

"I'm going have to keep this in mind for the next baby," Michael mentioned.

"The next baby?" I opened my eyes and side eyed him.

"Oh yeah. At least two more."

"And who's having those two more?"

"Carter, we agreed on four," Michael pointed out and I groaned. 

"Alright, you've been reminding me of that number every since Prince was born but you have to keep in mind, we were having sex when I made that promise," I chuckled. 

"And your point?"

"My judgement was impaired."

"So, amazing sex impairs your judgement? Good to know," he smirked and I splashed some water up at him.

"I'm serious Michael. One more and even that will be in a couple years," I told him.

"Alright. I know your body needs a break,"he admits. "But you're going on birth control because I'm not pulling out or wearing condoms."

"I wouldn't want you to," I whisper, blushing. He leans down and kisses my cheek. Dr. Waters then came back in to check my cervix again. Obviously, the water must've helped because he told me that I was at 10 centimeters and that it was time to push. 

Two hours and a whole lot of screaming, cursing, and squeezing the hell out of Michael's hand later, I gave birth to our beautiful daughter. The nurses got us out of the birthing tub and back into a bed, where we were doing some skin to skin bonding.

"She's beautiful," Michael said, sitting next to me in the bed. He reached over and ran his finger down her cheek. "I have two baby girls now."

"She's gorgeous," I agreed. 

"What do you want to name her?" He asked me.

I bit my lip and thought for a moment. "How about Paris?" I looked over at him.

"After where she was conceived?" He wondered and I nodded my head. He looked back down at her and smiled. "I love it. It fits her. What about Paris Michael Katherine Jackson?" He suggested.

"Perfect, just like her," I leaned down and kissed her chubby cheeks. 

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Michael sat up. The door opened and Janet peaked her head in.

"Ready for a visitor?" She asked. Me and Michael both nodded and I sat up.

Janet opened the door all the way and Prince ran in.

"Mommy, daddy," he squealed. Michael got up off the bed and bent down to pick him up.

"Hey buddy. Inside voice ok?" He told him, making Prince nod. He brought him over to the bed and sat back down next to me. 

"Hi baby. This is your little sister," I said, moving the blanket from Paris' face so that he could see her. He titled his head and stared at her for a moment.

"Sisser?" He lisped and I nodded. He brought his hand up and was about to touch her but Michael grabbed his hand.

"Gentle Prince," he said and he held Prince's hand in his as he guided it to Paris's hand. He let Prince touch her for a second before he pulled his hand away, leaving Prince's hand on her. Paris opened her eyes and she curled her tiny hand around Prince's finger. I gasped and looked up at Michael.

"Beautiful," he smiled so widely, I knew his jaw had to hurt. 

"I love you Michael," I said, feeling tears welling up in my eyes as I looked at our little family.

"I love you more Carter," he leaned down and kissed me softly before turning back and talking to our babies.

Well, this has been the epilogue of this story! I may occasionally come back and write update chapters on Michael and Carter, only because I love them so much and I lowkey don't want to let them go lol. But please comment and vote! Thank you guys!