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My lights are fading out. My heart is breaking down. I don't know what to do anymore.

I woke up in a hospital bed. I looked to my left and saw a door, I then look to my right and saw....Cody

Wait what?

"Hey you're awake." He said as he got up and walked to my side.

"Yeah, what are you doing here? What am I doing here?"

"Well, I was at my hotel and I saw a body at the end of the hall screaming for help. Then it fell to the ground. I immediately ran to see what happened and once I got there, I noticed it was you. I shook you, but you didn't answer back so I picked you up and walked to the elevator. When I got to the lobby there were crowds of people outside chanting Michael Jackson's name. I asked a guy for directions to a nearest hospital because you were bleeding. He gave me directions and that's how we got here. You lost a lot of blood."

"Where's Michael?"

"The nurses had to remove him to another room because, for one he fainted and two he kept screaming at them to help you."

"What do you mean help me?"

"Well, while Michael was talking to you, spilling his heart to you, might I add...your heart monitor went from beep beep to beeeeeeep. You died and came back to life. Literally. Michael was going crazy. He kept screaming and crying to the point he fainted."

"Is he alright?"

"Yeah. He's in the other room."

"Can I go see him?"

"I don't know...here, I'll go ask a nurse."

"Okay"

He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. I rub my stomach and felt empty. Something was missing. Something wasn't right. I sat up and looked around.

"The nurse said you can go but you have to get into a wheelchair."

"Okay....hey umm..Cody?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you something"

"Yeah sure."

"Am I okay? The babies. Are they okay?"
His eyes grew big and he didn't answer.

"I think Michael should talk to you about that."

"Please....I just want to know that they are okay."

"Here, let's get you to Michael. He'll be elated to see you when he wakes up." I nodded and carefully sat in the wheelchair.

He rolled me to Michael's room and I saw my baby's body lying still onto the bed. He rolled me over to his bed and I grabbed his hand.

"Michael?" I said as I rubbed the back of his hand. He stirred a bit then slowly opened his eyes. I smiled and kissed his hand.

"Baby girl...-I have to--"

"Yes Michael." I became worried. My eyebrows knitted together as I looked into his eyes and saw sarrow and hurt.

"I need to tell you something"

"What is it Michael?"

"I'll leave you two alone. Nice meeting you again Sofia. Take care, and see you around." Cody said as he exited the room.

"Michael?"

"It's about us.."

"What are you inferring to Michael?" I asked as my right eyebrow shot up.

"Us..I-I-the babies-it happened- they-and the..."

"Michael what are you saying? Slow down. What's happened to my babies?"

"They're gone....Dead....you miscarried them...all of them."

"What?"

"I'm so sorry baby"

I sat there and watched him cry. My heart is breaking out. My life is fading out. My mind is drowning out. I can't even..I don't even know what to say. I let my head hang low.

"C'mere baby girl." I looked up at him and shook my head as tears poured down my face.

"Baby, I'm sorry. Sofia...listen, I need you to call your sister."

"Why" I said almost audible.

"Because. She has to take us home. We need her...Someone's support and comfort. I need to call mother and tell her what happened."

I nodded and grabbed my phone. I shakingly dialed snickers number.

Me: hello

Snickers: hello...Who's calling?

Me: it's Sofia.

Snickers: awe. Well then, hello baby sister, ¿que pasa? (What's happening, what's up)

Me: nothing

Snickers: then why do I have a feeling that you were crying, or are crying?

Me: because, you know me.

Snickers: what's wrong fee?

Me: I have bad news *sniffs while wiping nose*

Snickers: Sofia?....Sissy, what's wrong.....Talk to me.

Me: I need to tell you everything....From the beginning

Snickers: okay, tell me. I'm listening.

Me: well, I was pregnant with Michael kids...twins. I was also pregnant with Zack's child.

Snickers: what? How?

Me: well, I was three months pregnant with Michael's twins, but we didn't find out til a few days ago, and I went into an asthma attack and that's when the doctor said that I was also pregnant with Zack's child, meaning that I was a week pregnant with his child, and three months with Michael's.

Snickers: okay, so what's the matter? why are you crying.

Me: I don't remember anything that happened. I just know that I woke up in a hospital bed, and Michael just told me that I miscarried them, all of them...*sobs*

Snickers: oh my god, where are you now

Me: Japan

Snickers: when are you coming home?

Me: today. I can't stay here anymore. I'll catch a plane in 20 minutes, if the doctor releases me.

Snickers: okay.

Me: okay. I should be there later on today. It's a long way back to California.

Snickers: okay. Fee?

Me: yeah?

Snickers: daddy is here

Me: what!? Why is he there.

Snickers: he wanted to see us. I'm sorry, I should've told you. Just hurry and come home.

Me: okay, snickers....please, whatever you do don't tell daddy what happened. Please don't.

Snickers: okay. I won't.

Me: I mean it snickers. Please don't tell him. I'm begging you. We're on our way home now.

Snickers: okay. Bye.

Me: bye.

I hung up the phone and looked at Michael. The doctor walked into the room.

"Hello. I'm Doctor Hayes."

"Hi. Can we leave?" I asked while wiping my eyes.

"Well, Mr. Jackson you're good to go. However, Miss Anderson you have to stay a little while longer. You lost a lot of blood and we have to make sure you stay here until you get better."

"I don't want to stay. I fine. Really I am." I looked to Michael as he rises out of the hospital bed.

"I'm sorry miss Anderson, but you have to."

"Michael."

"What if I make sure she stays on bed rest and I'll have an at home doctor or nurse to work for me to make sure she's fine. Can I do that?" Michael asked as he zipped the zipper to his pants.

"Well Mr. Jackson, I don't see why not. But she has to stay on bed rest for at least a few weeks--"

"Don't worry. She'll be on bed rest for a while until I know that she's okay. I promise."

"Okay. You can go, but you have to sign the discharge forms first."

"Okay."

After signing the discharge papers and getting on the private plane to California, a few hours later we made it there. Back to Never Land.

"Never thought I'd be back here." I said to myself.

"Me either." Michael said as he walked in behind me and wrapped his arms around my torso, and put his chin on my shoulder.

"Michael I need to drive to my mothers house. I need to talk to my sister."

"No"

"Michael..why"

"Your on bed rest. Sorry babe."

"Can you take me then."

"Yeah"

We got in the car and drove to my parents house.

"Michael, my daddy is here."

"What do you mean your daddy? I thought I was your daddy"

I slapped his arm.

"Michael stop."

"Okay jeez, it was just a joke, although I was serious."

"Michael. Behave. Don't ruin it again like you ruin it when you met my mother and sister."

"Sofia, I thought you forgave me for that."

"Well I don't know if my mother or sister has. That was really disrespectful. It hurt us so bad Michael. No one would suspect that to come from you. I'm still mad. I've lost my nana and now I've lost my babies. I'm getting really tired of loosing people."

"I know baby. Maybe it wasn't the right time for us to have kids. We'll have them soon. Don't worry and,Don't cry. It's gonna be okay."

We drove into the driveway to my mothers house and I hugged Michael before we got out of the car.

"You know Michael, every time you touch me no matter what it is, it always calms me down. It takes the pain away. Anything. Your touch is all I need right now. I love you Michael. I really do, and I don't know where I'd be without you."

"I love you to. Let's meet your daddy?"

"Let's meet our dad."

We walked onto the porch of the house and I knocked on the door. Two minutes later snickers opened the door.

"Hey baby sis." She looked at Michael and rolled her eyes. "Michael"

"I'm sorry for everything I've done and said wrong Monique. I really am, but now is not the time for your bitchiness, we have been through a lot and I don't want to add extra things to our plate. Now, are you going to invite us in or are you just going to sit there with your mouth wide opened?...May we come in?"

"Sofia, I swear you need to teach him how to control his mouth. What the hell. Are you the real Michael Jackson? I don't even care right now. Come in. Awe and daddy wants to see you. I kind of told him about earlier and what happened."

"WHAT!? Why would you do that. I told you not to. Oh my god. Thanks a lot. Where is he?"

"In the front room."

We walked to the front room and my daddy's back was facing us. I held onto Michael's hand and led him the way towards my daddy.

"Daddy?"

"Pumpkin. Is that you?" He said as he turned around.

"Yes. It's me daddy. How are you?"

"I'm doing fine baby. I know you aren't--" he looked at Michael "you wanna introduce me to your little friend here?"

"Oh? Umm...daddy this is Michael, Michael this is my daddy. Daddy, meet Michael. Michael meet daddy."