Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston: The king of pop and The voice

Micheal Joeseph Jackson, Jr.

1 hour
Whitney Pov
I was sitting my hotel waiting for my mom. I think I was going into labor. I was breathing. Their was a knock on the door. I got up. I open the door to see Michael. "Whitney! Why in." I cut him off. "Michael! I'm in labor!" I scream. He pick me up. He took me to the back of the hotel. I was screaming. "I'm not going to make it." I said. "Whitney yes you will focus on our son." He said. He told the driver to drive faster. "Michael if I don't make it or if I do make sure. Please get off the pills.  Promise me!" I said. "Okay I promise." He said looking in my eyes. I knew he was serious. A nurse came to the limo and help me get ready. I was in so much pain. They told me I was 4 cm dilated. I ask for the epidural. They ask about my wrist. I told them some crazed fan grab me. They took an x-Ray. It was just bruised. When they left I talk to Michael."I'm not going back there to Neverland until you clean." I said. He was about to say something. "Michael look at my wrist." He just nodded. "Stay at Neverland and I got to a hotel and go to rehab." He said. "We can stay at Neverland together but you have to go to therapy and rehab." I said. He nodded. They gave me the epidural. It was big needle but as soon as the shot kick it. It was so worth it. I was going to sleep. He told my mother. She told me she was on her way. Robin came and I told her me and Michael have an understanding. I was falling asleep. My mom and Michael came in. She caress my hair. Michael stood on the other side of me. I was drifting off to sleep.

I woke up to the pain. My nurse came and check me. She said i need to get ready to push. My mom and Michael was right by side. I was in do much pain. It hurt so bad. I thought I wasn't going to make it. I was crying so much. I cursed Michael and my mom out  so much. They both had to leave the room. "Whitney we need you to push." The doctor said. Michael came back and held my hand. I wanted to give up but Michael help me through it. "Okay Whitney on ten you have to push." The doctor said. I just nodded. "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9, and push!" The doctor said. Michael kept reminding me to breath. I follow his advice and pushed. "Okay I see the head a little.i need another push on ten. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9, and push." The doc said. I pushed. I was crying. I had my head laid back on the pillow. I was so out of breath. Michael kiss my forehead. I was dripping with sweat. I begin to breath. "Okay one more push." The doctor said. I just nodded and Michael kept telling me push through. "Okay on 10. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9, push!" The doctor said. I waited for a few seconds and heard the room full with little cries. It was music to my ears. They gave him to me. I almost cried. He was so tiny but so beautiful. He look like Michael and me. "He so precious." I said. "Our little miracle." Michael said. I just smiled. They told me they had to measure him and weigh him. I didn't want to let go. I had to give birth to this thing they call after birth. That thing was nasty. It look like a sac. I was so happy. I wanted to see my baby. They stitched me up and Michael of course ask the basic question. "When can we have ." The doctor cut him off. "6 weeks." She said. She told me I a little bleeding so I need to wear a pad. I just nodded. They took me to my room. They had us a floor on ourself. My mom came in. "They y'all baby in a room by himself. With three nurses.polices and everything." My mom said. I nodded. "I want to see my baby!" I said. Michael was pacing back and forth. They finally brought him in. He was so cute. They said he was only 6 pound and 11 ounces. I was so happy to see him. I told Michael to hold him first. I told my mom to call Katherine. She told me they are on their way. I look at Michael. "hey little man. Michael Joseph Jackson, Jr." He talk on his baby voice. I smiled. "Let look at your lovely mom." He said. He brought him closer to me. He was so cute. I was so happy to see him. I held him and he was kinda a little fussy so I begin to feed him. I burp him. Michael sung
heal the world. My mom and I join in. He was enjoying it. He was smiling. I gave him go my mom cause I was getting sleepy. I went to bed.
Michael pov
I talk to my security guard he told me he's been helping with Toya. I been trying to help her. I know she been so distant. She been posing for playboy. He told me he got in touch and I will see her next week. She told her husband I just had a baby. She said she come and helps. I held my son. He was such a good baby. I knew right then he was not to be seen by the public.

3mths later-Jan 12, 1992
Whitney pov
I was so happy. Michael is clean. Out son is happy and I'm filming a movie. I was getting ready to shoot another scene but Michael surprised me with mj. He had a blanket in his face. I removed it. He was so cute.

I kissed him. "Oh this must be mj." Kevin said. "Yep this is our pride and joy." I said. The director called us over. We had already been working on this project a month. We just been working on screen testing and custom. I was still trying to lose weight. Michael and my little Prince left after about an hour.

I came home late. I was at rehearsal. I went up to the guess room. I saw Michael and Prince in my room. They were knock out. I just kissed them. Omar was here to. He had been growing on me. He was so cute. He had became like a son with me and his sister. I kissed his forehead and hers. I went to Michael's I was so shocked. I found boys in there. I shut the door. I went to prince nursery and slept. I went to slept only to be awaken by Omar. I wasn't upset I mean he was only 9. He was playing with Prince. Michael was taking the boys home.  Today was my day to go to the studio for the movie soundtrack. I didn't want to leave Omar or his sister or my baby Prince. I left a note and let Michael know they were with me.