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

Part 32 - Never Can Say Goodbye

*Michael's POV*

It's been nearly two weeks and I've taken Aubrey home a week ago. There were still test results we were waiting to hear back from but we will get a call back once we know. In the mean time I've taken leave off for work, as I should. I'm grieving, I need to be here for my fiancé. It's about time Chris got off his ass and did some work for a change.

I go downstairs and see Aubrey sitting on the patio with Bo's head in her lap, she's just staring in a space with Penelope's hospital wristband in her hand. My heart breaks watching her. None of this is obviously easy for either of us, especially for her. She only had two months left in her pregnancy, and someone ruined that for her. The police are on the hunt for that said person. While we were in the hospital, Cody checked out her car and did see quite a rather large bump on the rear of her car. So someone did hit her from behind. The police are investigating CCTV from around the area Aubrey was in near the crash site.

I walk out to where Aubrey's sitting and sit beside her. I push some of her curly tresses behind her ear so I can see her face better. She hasn't slept at all since waking up from surgery. You can clearly see it on her face, her bags under her eyes look like she got punched in each eye and got left with black eyes.

"Hey, sweetheart." I call softly.

She turns to look at me and doesn't even change her blank facial expression.

"Hey." She responds.

"How long have you been out here?" I ask her.

"Since 5am." She responds, turning back into the position she was in before.

"Aubrey. You need to eat." I express my concern, "And sleep."

"I can't sleep. I don't want to eat either, I'm not hungry." She whispers, stroking her hand over Bo's head.

"Please try. I know with everything that happened...you don't want to do anything, but you need to at least try." I sigh.

She looks at me with sadness in her eyes.

"I know what the Chief was testing me for. I think he's stalling." She changes the subject.

I furrow my brows.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"Michael...I work in medicine. I conduct those tests. He's testing me to see if..." she chokes and begins to tear up. I grab her free hand.

"If what? Baby test you for what?" I ask worriedly.

"To see if I can have more children." She admits while tears escapes her eyes.

I watch her come undone in front of me. I never thought about that until now, then it clicks. The internal bleeding from impact, the rupture in her uterus. It was all too much, what if she can't have anymore children. I look back at her and she's losing it. I pull her into my arms.

"I'm sure you will baby." I coo, rubbing her back softly.

"What if I can't?" She sobs.

"We'll figure something out." I soothe.

"We will?" She looks up at me.

"Of course. There are other options, I'm not going anywhere. If you think this will make me think twice about my love for you then you're poorly mistaken." I admit.

For the first time in nearly two weeks she smiles. I smile also just seeing her smile. She wipes her tears away and sits up, laying her head on my shoulder.

"We have Penelope's service this afternoon." She says.

"I know." I say softly.

"We should get ready." She says while getting up.

I get up as well. We both go up and get ready. Aubrey didn't want anyone wearing the usual...black. She wanted everyone wearing bright colours, Aubrey was wearing a nice lilac coloured dress. I dressed up in a blue suit, I look over at her and see her staring in the mirror. She turns to the side and looks at her stomach that has returned to the flat state it was before she became pregnant. I can see the devastation in her face, I walk over to her and turn her to face me so her back is to the mirror.

"Don't worry baby. One day we will have a healthy baby boy or girl running around." I smile at her.

She gives me a small smile, then walks out of the room. I sighs before grabbing my keys and wallet. I follow her out to the car, I help her in and walk to the special private cemetery I had her in. We pulled up and saw that my family was already there, we got out and Aubrey gasped. She never came with me to check the place out when I came to organise this. She looked around. I grabbed her hand an asked her if she was okay.

"Is beautiful, Michael." She whispers.

"I picked this place because I thought she would find this place pretty." I say.

"She would have." She smiles at me.

We walk to join my family, Cody and Aubrey's Father. Aubrey's Mother didn't come, figures. The service starts and we all watched on and listened. I go up and stand in front of everyone as I wanted to say something.

"I just wanted to say something about my daughter. It saddens me that she's not here with us, it hurts every day, every minute, every second. I know she's in my heart, when I saw her in the hospital. When I held her, she was so beautiful. She looked like Aubrey, she had her nose." I giggled, so did everyone else, "Everyone tells me to not blame myself for everything that has happened and I know it's not but I still feel slightly responsible. I love you so very much Penelope, someday in the future when you have little brothers or sisters we'll make sure they know about you."

I start to break down, Aubrey also cries watching and listening to me. She runs up to me and hugs me. We take our time to let it out, silence fills the air. I slowly stop and Aubrey wipes my tears away.

"Please forgive yourself. If it makes yourself feel any better I don't blame you." She whispers.

"I know you don't." I whisper back.

Aubrey and I, along with out families take turns placing roses on Penelope's place. I've reserved an entire garden just for her. It's filled with bright beautiful flowers and rivers. It's private so only me, Aubrey or our families can visit. I already made a list to give to the staff so when visitors come in and someone who's not on the list I get a phone call.