Date: December 15, 1987

Shayne's POV

I was in the living room sitting on the couch by the huge window, watching the rain fall in the pasture Michael was gone because he was working on his short film Moonwalker and Julie had left to Colorado for her dads funeral So, I was alone

I sighed heavily and laid my head on the arm of the couch Without Michael here, it can be pretty boring All of a sudden, the phone rang interrupting my thoughts I got up and walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone

Shayne: Hello.?

Miranda: Well, hello to you too, eldest daughter of mine

Shayne: Mom, how did you get this number.?

Miranda: Never mind that Why haven't you called me since September.?

Shayne:(Sighs) I'm sorry mom A lot has been going on

Miranda: So much that you call to check on your elderly mother.?

Shayne: Your 46 I hardly think that's considered elderly

(We laughed together.)

Miranda: I was calling to ask if you were coming for Christmas

Shayne: If everything goes how I planned, then yeah I am

Miranda: Are we finally going to get to meet Michael.?

(As if on cue, Michael walked into the kitchen. He came over and kissed my cheek. I smiled while he walked over to the refrigerator and started to make himself a sandwich.)

Miranda: Shayne.?

Shayne: Sorry Mom But I don't think he'll be coming

Miranda: Why not.?

Shayne: Well, he doesn't celebrate Christmas

Miranda:(Shocked) Really.? Why.?

Shayne: Thats just how he was raised Mom

Miranda: Well, we won't do anything major Please try to convince him

Shayne: Alright Mom I have to go

Miranda: You make sure you call me so I know that your really coming, ok.?

Shayne: Yes mom I'll talk to you later

Miranda: I love you Shayne

Shayne:(Smiles) I love you too mommy

(I hung up the phone and looked at Michael, who was sitting at the counter, stuffing his face.)

Michael: Let me guess: Your mom.?

Shayne:(Nods) Yeah She was asking if we were coming to visit on Christmas

Michael: You know, I don't mind Shayne Plus, I'd love to meet your family

Shayne: Alright It's a plan then

(I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck.)

Shayne: What are you doing back so early.?

Michael: Rain messed up the set What were you doing before your mom called.?

Shayne: Watching the rain.... You know, it's very boring around here without you

Michael: You see how I felt before you moved in

Shayne: Yeah The quiet is unsettling

Michael: Maybe we should pop out some babies so there will be the pitter patter of little feet around the house

Shayne:(Gasps) I'm not that lonely.! 

(We laughed and Michael grabbed my arms, turned me around, and sat me on his lap.)

Shayne: Um, you do realize that your wet from the rain, right.?

(He buried his face in my neck and nodded his head. I pulled his face up and saw that he looked a little flushed. His eyes were a little droopy, too.)

Shayne: Michael.? Feeling ok.?

Michael:(Whispers) I'm fine

Shayne: How long did you stay out in the rain after it started.?

Michael: About an hour

(I sighed. He probably caught a head cold from being out there. I put the back of my hand to his forehead and sure enough, he was burning up.)

Shayne: Michael, you are burning up.! Do you feel dizzy or nauseous.?

Michael: A little bit nauseous

Shayne: Come on

(I got out of his lap and grabbed his hand. I led him upstairs to his bedroom and made him sit down. I took his Fedora off his head and put it on the nightstand.)

Shayne: Where's your thermometer.?

Michael: Bathroom cabinet (Coughs) Left hand side

(I went into the bathroom and opened the cabinet above the sink. I looked on the left and grabbed the thermometer. I walked back into the room and saw that Michael had his head in his hands. I tapped his shoulder and he looked up. )

Shayne: Here sweetie

(I put the thermometer in his mouth and waited.)

Shayne: How you feeling now.?

Michael: Like shit

(I giggled lightly. After 45 seconds, it beeped and I pulled it out of his mouth. It read 104.6 on its face.)

Shayne: No wonder Your temperature is 104

(He didn't say anything, he just laid back on the bed. I smiled and sat him back up.)

Shayne: I know that you feel terrible right now but we have to work on getting this cold out of your system

(I started to slowly unbutton his shirt while looking at him.)

Michael:(Whispers) What are you doing.?

Shayne: You need a shower

Michael:(Raises eyebrow) I stink.?

Shayne:(Laughs) No The steam will help clear up your sinuses

(I took off his button down and laid it on the bed. I stood him up and walked him in the bathroom. I turned the shower on high and left him to shower. )

Michael's POV

After I finished my shower, I dried off and put on my red silk pajamas I put my hair in a ponytail and walked back in my room I pulled the covers back and climbed in It felt good to let my body relax I looked around for Shayne but she wasn't there

Michael: Shayne.?!

(She appeared in the doorway carrying a tray. I smiled weakly as she walked over to me and set the tray on the nightstand.)

Shayne: I brought you some soup and orange juice

Michael: Thanks

Shayne: Do you want me to feed you.?

(I nodded like a little kid and she laughed. She grabbed the bowl and fed me the soup. After I was finished, she put the bowl back on the tray and looked at me.)

Shayne: Are you OK.? Do you need something.?

Michael:(Shakes head) I'm fine I just want you to cuddle with me

Shayne: If I do that, I might get sick

Michael: By then, I'll feel better so I can take care of you

Shayne:(Smiles) How can I say no to that.?

Michael: You can't (Smirks) No, get over here

(She smiled and climbed in the bed next to me. I grabbed her and held her close. )

Michael:(Sleepily) I love you

Shayne:(Yawns) Love you too applehead

(I buried my face in her hair and drifted off to sleep. )

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