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Propbably Wouldn't Be This Way: 13

*Hey guys, it's Mary Cait :) and here is the next part to this story. I hope you all enjoy it ^-^*

Part 13
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(Bill's Point Of View)

"What do you mean her heart stopped AGAIN!" Andy yelled at the doctor as Tom and CC pulled him off of the poor man.

The doctor looked at Andy, fixing his outfit. He looked at Andy and said, "We have no idea Mr. Biresack, we're trying everything we can to understand what on earth is going on with her. We think it's because she is in this coma, her brain isn't getting to her heart well enough to control it to pump so she has a little life while she's in it."

"Well, move all your asses and try harder!" Andy snapped.

"Andy..." Lexa placed a hand on his shoulder only to have Andy pull his shoulder away and walk the other way from everyone.

I looked at Lexa and she went off after him. I frowned and looked the way to Becca's room. Why did this have to be happening to her...at least they got her heart back again. But what are they going too have to do once her heart does this again?

What?

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(Rebecca's Point Of View)

I opened my eyes slowly; I could see I wasn't at the Motown reunion anymore, I was back at the Jackson's house. I was in my room, and was there something on my head?

My hand went to it, and it was a hot rag. I heard the door open and I looked to see Janet standing there. I smiled.

"Good, your awake Faith." She smiled at me, coming into the room.

"Yeah." I said weakly; not feeling my best at all. "What happened?"

"You passed out." Janet said. She felt my forehead. She gave a sigh of relife. "Good, the fever broke."

"W-what fever?" I asked confused.

"You had a really high fever while you were over there, and you passed out because of it." Janet told me. "But don't worry, you'll be fine now. Michael'll be up here in a little bit. Him and the others are going over soemthing with Joe at the moment, and he said once he is done...he is going to fix you his world famous chicken soup."

I giggled. "World's famous?"

"Yeah. It will cure you right up!" She told me with a big smile. "It always works for me when I am sick."

"Okay." I said.

"Well, while you wait, why don't you just rest for a bit." Janet told me getting up.

I nodded and laid back down. I heard the door close as Janet left, and with that...my eyes shut and I was out like a light.

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It was sometime later I was woken up again by the mouth watering taste smell of soup. I sat up slowly to see Michael sitting on the floor beside my bed, smiling the smile I've known for most of my life. I smiled back at him.

His big hand found it's way onto my forehead and felt to see if I was still hot or not. And the look he had said that he was happy that I wasn't.

As Michael was smiling and telling me all about how worried he was, I couldn't help but feel bad about lying to him again. I had to tell him...one way or another...

"Mike..." I started.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"I have to tell you thing..."

"What is it?"

I was silent for a second.

"You can tell me, Becca." Michael said to me.

I sighed and said, "I'm not from your time...I'm from the furture..."

To Be Continued

*I know this sucked ass! -_- But I'll try to make a new part soon. And hopin' that It'll be better then this part, till then BYE :D*

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