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SG&MJ-Forever: Part 15
This is dedicated to everybody who have been waiting for this part. im sorry its been so long but i didnt want to post it when there was fighting or some stupid arguement so i waited. This is for Michael, Daz and a new little boy in my life. Thanks hope you like it. -Sarah A week has gone by and still no news on little Michael. I cry everyday waiting to hear from anybody just to tell me heâ??s safe at least. Michael has been doing interviews and all kinds of appearances pleading for his return but still nothing has worked. Michael knows they will not return him without some sort of ransom. He is sitting by my hospital bed with me trying to think of a figure for the ransom. I am still in hospital because i have to wait until my stitches are removed in case they get infected, so another week and i should be out. I hated being stuck in here when i could be out trying to find my little boy. Michael: is 10 million too small? (looking up from his bank account sheets) Me: im not sure? I cant put a price on him Mike! (tearing up) Michael: i know (grabbing my hand) but this will work...i will pay all the money in the world just to have him back in my arms! Me: what if... (i stop because the thought of what i was going to say made me cry) Michael: (knowing what i was going to say) donâ??t even think like that! We have to stay positive! Ok? Me: ok Mike... Michael finally settled on 20 million euro. We are still in Ireland and hoping the kidnappers are too you see so that is about 30 million dollars. Michael started writing a statement of what he was going to say and how he was going to announce the ransom. He didnâ??t need any help from me anymore because he was so used to doing it by now. The crowd outside seemed to be there day and night waiting for Michael or me and praying for us and our baby. We both appreciated it so much but of course the only way we could thank them was through Michaelâ??s interviews which we both hated because it was so impersonal. Sometimes i would go to my window and just look down in wonder at all these amazing and loyal fans. They would have signs up saying â??We Love Youâ? etc. I couldnâ??t help but smile looking at them. It is true what everybody says, although being a celebrity and a target for the press is hard, seeing your fans stick by you when you really need them makes it all worth it. I turned back after i waved down for a while as the only thank you i could give and got back into my bed. My room looked like a hotel room at this stage because Michael had practically moved in as well. He had his suit cases and clothes everywhere but i loved the fact that he was always by my side. Only thing i didnâ??t like was when he would have diner because he could eat anything he wanted but they still had me on hospital food until my stomach could take heavy food, although Michael would sneak me some decent food every now and again. Michael just finished his statement and then he rang his financial adviser telling him that he was going to write a cheque for 20 million euro so he could record it. He put the phone down and looked at me. Michael: you know i have a really good feeling about this..(smiling) Me: (putting my hand on his cheek) donâ??t get your hopes up Mike! Michael: thats not being positive! Me: well its just hard when they havnt even made contact with us or looked for anything! Michael: they will when they know im willing to give them this! Thatâ??s probably what they were waiting for... After that Michael kissed me and went and done his plea to the kidnappers. Itâ??s been a week since then and im getting packed up to leave the hospital finally. Michael had called earlier to tell me heâ??s picking me up. As i finished up packing my stuff i heard a soft knock on my door, i turned around to see Michael walking in with a huge bunch of red and white roses in his hand. He handed me them and kissed me. Me: what are these for? (smiling) Michael: we are going for diner, just me and you! Me: what if the phone rings about...you know? Michael: donâ??t worry i have everything taken care of...we havnt had a proper romantic night to ourselves yet and well i know its not the best timing but we need to go out and take our mind of this just one night at least... Me: your right...and i can finally eat nice food (smiling) Michael: (pulling me into him and kissing me) tonight we are going to try and forget about whatâ??s happened ok? Me: of course...we do deserve some kind of break from this madness! Michael: well i have a lot planned for tonight... Me: (picking up a bag) well grab my other bag and you can tell me about it in the limo (smiling and giving him a quick kiss) We left the hospital and muscled our way to the limo through the paparazzi. On the way Michael told me of the night he had planned. It was so romantic. We were going to go for diner in a restaurant to ourselves called â??New Yorkâ? and the most romantic place in Ireland, then we were going to go back to a hotel instead of staying in my house where we would never be able to relax because that is where it all happened. He had a huge TV brought into our room in the hotel so we could just cuddle up and watch movies together and relax. This night sounded so romantic and relaxing, letâ??s just hope it stayed that way. To be continued...
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