A Selfish Kind Of Love

Joseph's 180

~Michael's POV

Another long studio day keeping me away from my two girls at home. I was exhausted and couldn't wait to finish this album, just so I could rest. I always over work myself when it comes down to the last month or two of production. Soon enough it'll be time for release.

"I love that clip of that child speaking on healing the planet. Can we add her in the beginning of the song? A child's voice holds more effect in people's minds than an adult would." I explain to Teddy.

"Of course, if that's what you wanna do, we'll do it." He nods.

I scratch my chin, annoyed at the hairs slowly growing out of it. I've been so busy I haven't even shaved. Luckily my facial hair doesn't grow as fast as my real hair does. Rayne seems to like my peach fuzz, But I hate it.

"Any other tweaks in this song?" Teddy asks.

"I'll tell you one thing Teddy, I'm a perfectionist, I will never be completely satisfied, so I'll continue to change things... and the one thing Quincy always had to do was stop me from over tweaking the song. So when you think it's too much, please tell me!" I chuckle.

"Gotcha.. Well in that case. I think it's good Michael." Teddy smiles.

"Mr. Jackson?" Leroy says popping inside, phone in hand. "Bill says it's an emergency."

I grab the phone to hear Bill speaking with a sense of urgency. "Uh, Michael.. I'm on my way to the hospital, Rayne's in labor." My heart started beating out of my chest. "Ok, we're on our way." I hang up. "We've gotta cut this short. My baby is coming." I explain to Teddy.

"Sure no problem, I'll clean everything up, you go ahead. Hey, congratulations." Teddy says packing everything away.

I give him a nod and we rush out the door. I couldn't miss the birth of my first child. "Leroy you've gotta drive this thing, we've gotta get there." I exclaim.

We walk inside the hospital through the back where there was a nurse waiting to meet us and show me to Rayne's room. "She's doing well, she's having contractions about 30 seconds apart. I'd say the baby will be here by tomorrow night." The nurse explained.

Rayne laid in bed, grasping her stomach taking breaths to calm her. Her father stood next to her holding her hand. "You'll be alright baby. Keep breathing." He whispers.

I grab her other hand, a warm smile on my face. "How are you holding up?" I ask.

"It hurts, but it's almost over. But it hurts so bad!" She exclaims. I don't know where she got the strength to squeeze all of my fingers into one big finger, but the pain was excruciating. I looked over to see her father almost used to it.

"Her mother was worse.." He explained.

"Is there anything you can give her for this pain?" I ask the same nurse.

"I can give her something to numb the pain but it won't go away." She says as she scurries out the room.

"Give it to me! Just go get it!" She screeches through clenched teeth.

***

I sat in the chair next to Rayne's bed watching her sleep, stroking her hair out of her face. She was so tired. I place a hand on her stomach and started talking to the baby.

"I promise I'll protect you from everything. Nothing will hurt you or your mother. The two of you are my world, you hear me 'Millie'? No matter what mommy says, you'll be a daddy's girl."

I hear a small snicker as Rayne's eyes flutter open. "What are you doing?" She asks.

"Having a conversation between me and my daughter. Do you mind?" I grin. "You're doing so good." I say palming her cheek.