With Michael

Chapter 67 - Introduction

Hey, guys!

First, I am so sorry for this chapter coming so late! Remember that trip I told you about from school? I was in Poland, and it was one of the most meaningful experiences I've ever had!

Second, I want to tell you that the next chapter will have a very big skip, so be prepared! And now that I have time again, I'll make sure to update more!

Once again, thank you for reading and supporting this story! If you liked this chapter, vote, and comment to tell me your thoughts.

Love you all!

~ShoamEmily

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25th of March, 2000
Brooklyn is 34, Janet is 33, and Michael is 41

Brandon: Janet stared lovingly at our two baby girls.

"What are we gonna name them, mommy?" Katie asked taking a seat on the bed next to her mother.

"I don't know, Katie... Do you have any ideas?" Janet said.

Katie shook her head.

"I have an idea," I smiled, looking down at our younger twin. "What if we name her Ebony?"

I had a strong feeling these girls would get Janet's eyes, unlike Kate, who got mine. Those beautiful, deep, brown eyes I loved looking into. And it fit her perfectly.

"That's good daddy, but we need another name."

"Jaliyah. I want to name her Jaliyah." my wife told us, and caressed our older twin's black hair.

I hugged her tightly.

That was the most intense thing I've been through. The twins are definitely the last ones.

"Janet!" Katherine suddenly knocked on the door. "Everyone's here!"

The entire family flooded into the room, fast.

"Uncle Jackie, look! That's Jaliyah, and that's Ebony." Katie said, pulling Jackie by his hand and pointing at each one of the small babies.

"They're beautiful, just like their mother." he commented. Then he asked to hold them, making all of Janet's siblings gather around the bed.

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Michael: Not long after we got to the hotel, Brandon called to say the girls were born.

Brooke looked happy yet disappointed. I knew how much she wanted to be there for Janet.

"I can't believe I wasn't there for her. After everything she did for me, I missed it." she sighed when I put the phone down.

"She'll forgive you, babe. Once she sees Kammy she'll be happier than ever." I said, sitting next to her and Kamron on the bed.

He was fully awake, and looked at us curiously, probably wondering who we are.

"I like that nickname," Brooklyn bit her bottom lip. "What about you, Kammy? Does that sound good?"

He let out a small squeal and smiled.

I was in love again, just like when Prince and Paris were born.

My wife brought him up to her face, giving his nose a kiss. Her cheeks were still stained from the happy tears she cried.

I grinned at the thought of how much she loved him.