With Michael

Chapter 84 - Early Arrival

Hey, guys!

Some important news: next chapter will be the last... But, I'm gonna do a few bonus chapters (around 5-10 bonus chapters), I'll start writing them in about a month or so, when I get my new phone! Every few days will come out a new, short, bonus chapter. Each chapter will be no less than 10 pages, but not more than 30.

I promise to try and update the last chapter soon!

I'll probably have a full part thanking all of you for reading this fanfic, and still I want to say thank you, soooooo much!!

I love you!!

~ShoamEmily

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12th of September, 2009
Brooklyn and Janet are 43

Janet: "JANET, IS WHAT LA TOYA SAID TRUE?! IS THAT REALLY ANOTHER MAN'S BABY?!" a reporter yelled in my ear.

"PAUL, ARE YOU THE FATHER OF THIS BABY?!" another one asked.

Now that's just ridiculous. La Toya has really done it this time.

Jermaine and Paul put the bags full of baby clothing in the back of the car, and joined me inside.

We just finished doing a little bit of baby shopping because everything Michael and Brooke bought stayed in their house, along with a few more of her and the kids' belongings.

And I knew Brooke wasn't planning on going there any time soon, not that she could do anything right now.

I pulled out my phone out of my pocket, only to find that I have seven missed calls from Brooke.

I looked up at Jermaine who was already placing his own phone onto his ear.
"Alright, we'll be right there. Thanks, Jason."

"Take us to UCLA Medical Center." he said to the driver.

"What happened?" Paul asked.

"She's having contractions."
Jermaine answered.

"Oh, no."

My phone rang, and I saw Wissam's name on the screen.

"Baby, don't worry, I'm right after their car with the girls." he assured me.

"Just watch her until we get there." I told him.

"Of course, baby."

I sighed and hung up.

I hope everything will be okay.

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"Can we please go home? I haven't had a contraction in hours!" Brooke whined.

She shifted on the hospital bed, looking uncomfortable. She had a belt around her rounded bump with a scanner that monitored her contractions and the baby's heartbeat.

I knew how much she didn't want to stay at this specific hospital since Michael died here. But we couldn't take the risk to transfer her someplace else.

"No, the nurse said you have to stay overnight so we could be sure that you're not in labor." Jermaine said.

"And you've dilated further." I added.

"That doesn't mean I'm going into labor," she groaned. "Well can someone at least help me get to the bathroom? I gotta pee."

Paul helped her up. Everything happened so fast, and as soon as she took her first step, her water broke.

"Oh, shit, you're definitely in labor now." Jason muttered.

"Jason!" mother scolded.

"Ow." my best friend moaned.