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I Can Treat You Better...*Part Sixteen*

ENJOY!! <3 <3
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Me: MICHAEL!!
    I sprinted up to him and held him so close, while I was sobbing on his shoulder.
Michael: (whispering) I missed you...
Me: (crying) I missed you too, baby...(kisses him passionately) Oh, Michael...(looks at his black eye) Baby, look at you...(starts to cry again)
Michael: Oh, don't worry about my black eye. I'll be just fine. I'm glad to just be back home with you. (gives a smile)
   We walked inside and there, I had a special dinner planned with some music.
Michael: Mmm...(licks his lips) Baby back ribs?
Me: (smiles) I made that just for you, baby.
Michael: Aww, you're so sweet. (kisses my cheek)
Me: I just wanna welcome you back home...baby.
Michael: (getting suspicious) How come you're always ending your sentences with the word, "baby"?
Me: (shrugs shoulders) 'Cause I feel like it...baby.
Michael: You see, there you go again. (giggles)
Me: Just wanna mess with you...baby. (laughs) Now, I also have some baby carrots, which are your favorite, and some baby spinach. I know you love your vegetables...baby.
    I turned on the radio, and on purpose, I put on, "Ooh, Baby Baby," by the Miracles.
Michael: (eating some ribs) I love this song.
   I started to laugh so hard, because he had barbecue sauce all over his face. It was so cute but it was sooo hilarious!
Me: (laughs) Baby, you have sauce all over your face. (takes a towel and wipes his face) There. Better. (smiles) That's better...baby.
Michael: (squinting his eyes) Ok, What's going on?
Me: Nothing. I'm just trying to welcome you back at home, babe. Now, for dessert, do you want anything healthy, like maybe some *applesauce* or do you want somethhing sweet like cookies with some nice nutritious *milk*? Milk is very good for you, you know?
Michael: You're acting strange. Is everything okay?
Me: Yes...I have a present for you.
   I handed him a box with something in it along with a card.
Michael: Ooh! A card. (rips it open) 
   He read it out loud and it said:
         "Dear Michael,
    You know, I shouldn't even be calling you "Michael," because I can't call you "Michael." But I can call you something else, though. But you'll find out later. I hope you get plenty of rest until I arrive, because you'll be up all through the night in a few months. I really love you and I know you'll take very good care of me! :)

P.S. 
I hope you have fun taking care of me for the next 18 years and nine months!"
    After reading the letter, Michael looked at me with a confused look on his face, but after he read the letter silently to himself a couple more times, he suddenly smiled.
Michael: Ahh...I know why you made me Baby Back ribs, baby spinach, and baby carrots...
Me: Y-You do?
Michael: Yep, and I know why you played that song and kept calling me "baby.."
Me: (silence)
Michael: You're pregnant, aren't you?
Me: (nods head) Yeah...I'm almost two weeks...(I got pregnant the first time I slept with Michael)
Michael: (gets teary-eyed) I'm going to be a father...(hugs me) I'm gonna be a daddy! (starts crying) That was my lifelong dream! (sobbing tears of happiness)
   I couldn't help but cry with him. I never thought that I would ever carry Michael Jackson's child, and I never thought in a million years that I would ever fall in love with him or even know him. But I did. I was so happy I met him, because if I didn't, I would never experience the joys in my life.
*October 14, 1989*
    "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two beautiful people in Holy Matrimony, who are about to bring a beautiful baby girl into the world."
Pastor: Mr. Jackson, do you take this beautiful woman to be your wedded wife, and that you would love her and hold her, and be faithful to her, until death shall separate you?
Michael: I do.
Pastor: Ms. Sanders-Smith, do you take this man to be your wedded husband, and that you would love him and hold him, and be faithful to him, until death shall separate you?
Me: I do.
Pastor: I now pronounce this gorgeous couple Mr. and Mrs. Michael Joseph Jackson. Sir, you may kiss your beautiful, pregnant bride.
   Michael leaned over and kissed me, while rubbing my belly over and over with his right hand. Three months later, on January 15, 1990, I gave birth to our gorgeous daughter named, Elizabeth Jacqueline Jackson, obviously named after Elizabeth Taylor and my mother. She was the spitting image of Michael and she had his personality, too. She was an amazing dancer, just like her daddy and she would end up being a professional dancer and choreographer for several music groups. She choreographed some of "Destiny's Child's" music video, even at eleven years old. She blended in her dancing skills with her acting skills (from me) by acting in a cheerleading movie series, called "Bring it On." She is now choreographing for famous artists today, such as Rihanna and Justin Bieber. Then on February 28, 1991, our son, Michael Joseph Jackson II was born. He was more like me than Michael. He acted on several commercials and he now goes to college and he will get a degree in Fine Arts and musical theater. In addition to our two children, on March 27, 1993, Katherine Melinda Jackson was born. Obviously, I named her after Michael's mother and myself. She is exactly a combination of me and Michael. She sings, dances, and acts. She is also very intellegent. On everything she was assigned in her school career, she always got an A or a B. She is currently finishing her Senior year in High School, and is planning to go to Yale in Connecticut in the fall of 2011. And lastly, Christian Michael Jackson was born on September 20, 1997. He favors Michael more than he favors me. He's like a little Michael. He dances all of the time and he sings more than he sleeps. He is in the concert band and also in the percussion ensemble. He has always had good grades, and in sixth grade he was placed into advanced math classes. He is thirteen years old, and in September 2011, he heads off to high school. Now, we are living a wonderful life. Michael is now 52 years old and I'm 49 years old. In July of 2009, Michael traveled all over the world on his "This Is It" Tour and in March of 2010, he came back with us, and even though we lost Neverland a few years ago, his 50 concerts on his "This Is It" Tour made us enough money to buy another paradise, called "Wonderland." And as for Rick, he died in prison in 1996. Even though Michael and I are older now, we are still two fools in love and we will forever be that way, until death will separate us...

THE END! <3

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