With Michael

Chapter 79 - Loss

Warning: sentimental content.

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23rd of June, 2009
Brooklyn is 43, Michael is 50

Michael: "MICHAEL, BROOKLYN, ARE YOU TRYING FOR ANOTHER BABY?" a reporter shouted through the crowd of cameramen.

I tried hiding a smirk as I looked down at Brooklyn who had a smile on as well.

She successfully hid her baby bump, somehow. She didn't look pregnant at all.

Bill opened the door to Dr. James's clinic for us, and I let Brooke go in before me.

Dr. James was talking to her receptionist. She noticed us, so she excused herself and approached us.

"I'm so glad to see you two. Michael," she smiled, extending a hand. "It's been a long time."

I shook her hand, "It's really good to see you again."

She changed so much in the time I haven't met with her. Her hair was now a dark shade of grey. She also had a few wrinkles here and there.

"Come into my office." Dr. James said.

"Brooke, lay down please. So, Michael, how is the tour coming through?"

"Great." I told her, sitting next to Brooke who carefully climbed the examination bed.

"When my daughter heard you were doing another tour, she begged me to buy her tickets. She wouldn't shut up about it, until I actually bought them. So guess who's flying to London next week?" the doctor laughed as she put on a pair of medical gloves.

"I'm so flattered," I felt my cheeks turn hot. "Maybe I can arrange for you to come say hi backstage."

"Can you really? My daughter would freak out." she gasped.

"Consider it done."

"Um, I hate breaking this up, but can we focus on what we came here for?" Brooke asked with a little bit of attitude.

"Right, let's see this baby." Dr. James put some gel on my wife's stomach.

I held her hand as I looked at the screen, a nervous sigh leaving my lips.

"You're acting like this is the first time," Brooke said to me. "Relax, Mike, he's okay."

"I know, I'm just nervous to see him."

Her eyes moved to the screen as well, and a picture of our baby popped up.

"Wow, he's so big." she giggled.

"Yeah, and he's also looking great. A perfect heartbeat, all toes and fingers in place..." Dr. James joined her laughter.

I laughed as well, adoring the image of our baby.

"Well, I think we're all done... I just need to take some blood from you, hun, to make sure everything's perfect."

Brooklyn nodded and sat up once the doctor cleaned the gel.

I looked away as she stuck a needle in my wife's arm.

"I'll give you a call with the results within a week." Dr. James said.

She gave me the new pictures of our baby boy, and we said our goodbyes.

"I'll see you on tour." I winked to her.

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We sat back in the car, and Steve started driving back home.

"Oh, babe, I totally forgot to tell you that I have a day off the day after tomorrow, so maybe we can go baby shopping again." I said.