There Ain't No Me If There Ain't No You {A Michael Jackson Fan Fiction}

Part 30 - Where's My Daughter?

*Michael's POV*

The surgeon walks in and everyone frantically stands. Anxiously waiting for the medical professional before to speak, to tell some either good news or bad news. I'm quickly and silently praying to myself that Aubrey is okay. I know very well the fate of mine and her daughter I just want Aubrey to be okay. I know from here on in it will be difficult for us to have more children but I will do anything to try.

"The surgery went well. We stopped the bleeding, we spotted it as soon as we could and stopped it before it got worse. She's stabilised now and in intensive care. She's no longer classed as critical condition. We'd like to keep her here for awhile to run some tests just to make doubly sure she's good. We still need to check some things that we haven't been able to yet because of her emergency surgery." He informs us.

"Oh thank god." I sigh in relief, running my fingers through my curls.

"What about the baby she was carrying? What's happened to her?" My Mother asks.

This was what I was dreading, I know my daughter isn't alive but I didn't want to face it. I look up at the surgeon who looks at her then over at me sadly.

"As you may have been told the child didn't survive the incident on impact. The womb was damaged severely in the incident, we removed the child first and cleaned her. We have placed your child in baby incubator in a special ward until you and Miss Chambers give us further instructions and what you want with your daughter." He gives me a sympathetic smile.

I felt like my heart came up in my throat. I couldn't breathe, my Mother grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear.

"It's okay you don't need to decide on anything at the moment. Just focus on Aubrey." She says.

"I know." I say, I look up at the surgeon, "May I see Aubrey?"

"Sure. She's in room 14 down the other end in ICU. She should wake up in a little while so let us know so we can take the tubes out of her mouth." He nods and leaves.

I hesitate for a moment, I'm not ready to face any of this. This morning I had a happy pregnant fiancé who was munching on cotton candy prancing around the carnival...now I have a fiancé who's just leaped back into life from the other side with no child. I know my Mother told me not blame myself but I am, it's so hard not to. Our fight was the reason she was behind the wheel in the first place. Mother can sense my hesitation, she holds my arm gently.

"It's okay. You go ahead. I'll keep everyone here, you need to be with her alone." She reassures.

I look down at her and smile. My Mother always knows just the right things to say, that's why I love her.

"Thank you, Mother." I walk down to the hall and into Aubrey's room.

Seeing her with hundreds of tubes hanging off her and half a dozen machines beeping breaks my heart. I look at her face and see bruises everywhere, one side of her face is black and blue, the other side has cuts. I look down at her stomach and see that it's gone back to being flat, tears begin streaming down my face and I begin to cry. Not being able to see or hold my own daughter is killing me, or seeing her grow up or play with her. I see Aubrey stir a little.

"Aubrey?" I call softly. I see her eyes flutter open. She has tubes down her throats so she starts to panic because she can't talk and begins choking.

"Oh god! Can I get some help please!" I panic and press the nurse help button on the side of the bed. Nurses come rushing in along with the same surgeon from earlier. The surgeon calmly explains to her what's going on before removing the tubes slowly so she doesn't choke some more.

"Miss Somers? I'm Dr. Bell. You're okay. You're in the ICU. You were in a serious car accident." He informs her.

Aubrey looks frightened, she looks at me then back at him. She then proceeds to looks down at herself and all the tubes hanging off her. She slowly places her hands on her flat stomach, her breathing quickens and tears begin falling from her eyes.

"Where...where's my daughter?" She panics.

"Aubrey..." I begin.

"Don't." She shoots a look at me.

"Miss Chambers, the impact from the car hitting the concrete barrier was too much on your body. It ruptured the womb, the steering wheel was also quite close to your stomach which also played a part in this..." Dr. Bell begins explaining.

"A part in what? What are you talking about? Where is my baby?" She asks in an angry tone.

"I'm sorry Miss Chambers. Your baby didn't survive the accident. We tried everything we can, we were lucky to even revive you." He sighs.

Aubrey gasps, putting her hand over her mouth. She begins to have a break down, Dr. Bell leaves and I walk over to Aubrey and wrap my arms around her. Holding her in my arms gently, being careful not to hurt her fragile frame. She cries harder once she leans her head into my chest.

"Aubrey I'm so sorry. This is all my fault...if I just stayed with you at the carnival one of this would have happened." I begin crying with her.

Aubrey slowly stops and looks up at me. I look down and meet my distraught gaze with hers, she gently grabs my face.

"Michael you look terrible." She says softly.

"Thank you. I feel it too." I reply.

"You think this is your fault?" She asks.

"I don't need to think it. I know it is. If I hadn't been such an asshole earlier and just stayed with you, you wouldn't have been upset and got in the car in the first place." I say, tears falling down my already tear stained cheeks.

"Michael, honey. I went for a drive because I always do that in the afternoons, but how I ended up in a concrete barrier has me all kinds of confused." She says.

I furrow my brows at her, I'm confused myself.

"Wait, you always go for drives in the afternoons?" I ask her.

"Yeah, I like to go to the park and sit and watch the sun set. I've been doing that since you started working a lot. But I've always been careful with my driving and it wasn't even raining yesterday." She shrugs her shoulders.

"So what happened wasn't an accident, is that what you're trying to tell me?" I ask her.

"That's exactly what I'm saying." She says, crossing her arms.

"Who would have done this? And how do you know it wasn't an accident?" I ask.

"I don't know but I was driving straight down a road and got slammed from the back and lost control, then that's when I must have hit the wall because I remember nothing after that besides waking up here." She says staring in a space.

I think for a moment and think of who could possibly have done this. There's quite a few people I can think of but I need solid proof. But I need to focus on Aubrey right now and leave that til later.

"We didn't get to name her..." Aubrey whispers, looking down at her fingers.

"I know. We can try think of a name now. And when you're ready the Doctor will bring her to us." I say, hold her shaking hands.

"Where is she?" Aubrey looks at me with her eyes full of tears.

"She's in a special ward on the floor bellow us. She's in an incubator." I whisper.

"I know what to call her." She says.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Penelope Katherine Jackson." She whispers.

I smile wide, I wipe some tears away.

"Something wrong?" She asks.

"No. It's beautiful." I say, kissing her cheek.