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On August 29th Myra was taken on a flight from New Orleans to Los Angeles. She arrived at noon, but Shaylynn had other plans for her instead of going to see him right away.
The plan fresh in Shaylynn's mind, she opted to drive her and Myra. Instead of heading for Michael's parents home where he said he would be, Myra and Shaylynn instead headed straight for the OB/GYN.
This time it was a man named Dr. Keller who was available. Myra and Shaylynn waited inside the waiting room for a brief moment before they were taken back.
Myra was able to see her child on the ultrasound. Dr. Keller said the baby was looking healthy from what he could tell. They weren't able to tell the gender until she was farther along, but they got copies of the ultrasound screen.
Once they returned to the car, Myra slumped in her seat. She ran her fingers through her tangled straightened hair. The entire plan seemed stressful but they were too far into it to back down then.
Shaylynn ended up stuck in traffic, much to her displeasure.
"Damn," muttered Shaylynn as she pulled to a stop behind a red jeep that was crowded with junk.
"We'll get there," assured Myra as she thumbed at the picture in her hand.
"It's already half past three. You get this day off before you are back on your your, and I dont want you to miss this, and I want Michael to know he's having another kid," Shaylynn sighed.
"How about we turn on the radio to help us pass away the time," offered Myra as she switched the dial on the radio to turn it on.
She switched through countless static channels. On one that was semi-clear she heard what she thought was TKO, her first hit song.
The traffic moved slowly. As green light after green light passed it seemed as if they were never escaping. Cars behind them were backed up as everyone had decided to go to the same place at the same time.
By the time it was close to four, Myra and Shaylynn had escaped the traffic buildup. Shaylynn them then went as fast as the speed limit would allow, maybe going a little bit over. She weaved through cars as she hurried for their destination.
At ten past four Shaylynn pulled into the Jackson family's driveway. She turned the car off, pocketing the keys in her jacket. She finally leaned back in the seat, pushing out a puff of air.
"Told you we'd make it," teased Myra.
"I had to speed a little to make it here," sighed Shaylynn with a shirt laugh.
"I realized. If you keep driving like that, I'm driving next time," Myra joked as they got out of the car.
She carefully straightened her shirt and pulled up her pants. She had folded the picture and put it in her jeans pocket. She pushed a strand of hair from her face as she and Shaylynn went up to the door.
"How does Michael drive?" Shaylynn questioned as she suddenly grew curious.
"He drives fast," began Myra, "and he doesn't stop until hes right up on somebody which makes me worried he'll hit them."
Shaylynn knocked lightly on the door. She heard maybe a voice and some footsteps before the door was opened by Janet. She captured both in a hug before she pulled them inside.
"Are you gonna tell him?" Janet asked, her voice dropped low to a whisper.
"How do you know?" Myra asked, shocked because she hadn't told anyone other than Shaylynn.
"Shay told me," shrugged Janet as Myra shot Shaylynn a look, "but he doesn't know you're here. He's in the living room with mom and Prince."
"Okay," swallowed Myra.
"Can I see the ultrasound pictures?" Janet asked excitedly.
Myra pulled the picture from her pocket and handed it to Janet. She unfolded the picture to the black and white screen with the image of the two and a half month old baby.
"I'm gonna be an aunt again," smiled Janet as she continued to look at the picture.
Once it was given back to Myra, she kept the folded picture on her hand. Janet went back to the living room to tell him that someone was there.
Myra then felt nervous. Her heart beat faster and she couldn't catch her breath. She was close to running back to the car and forgetting their entire plan.
"You can do it," assured Shaylynn as they left the corner they were previously in.
"Myra?" Michael asked, surprised when she walked into the living room.
He sat on the couch beside his brothers. Prince was on his lap, gurgling and making noises. Michael held a half empty bottle in his hand that Prince hadn't finished.
"They moved the concert back so I could come," Myra confessed as she sat beside Michael.
Prince made an excited noise. He stretched his arms out for his mother. Myra took him on her lap, keeping him still on her lap as she bounced him lightly on her knee.
"I'm glad you're here," he smiled as they shared a brief kiss.
"Shaylynn and I actually planned this," Myra began as she messed with the picture in her hand, "and we got this a couple hours ago."
She gave him the picture which he took. Curious, Michael began to unfold the picture. He took a second to actually look at it before he realized what it was.
"You're pregnant?" He asked and Myra nodded.
His face lit up as his brothers congratulated him like they had months prior. Prince was going to have a little brother or sister.
"I'm two and a half months along," Myra explained, "It's too early to tell the gender but I hope it's a girl."
"What about your tour?" Michael asked as he realized she would be crossing the world as she sang, danced, and other things.
"I'll be fine," shrugged Myra, "I did it with Prince so I can do it again."
Shaylynn and Myra had to leave around seven. They headed to the airport where they returned to New Orleans for another show.
After New Orleans she performed in places like Birmingham, Chicago, and many others. She did shows in the United Kingdom, France, Japan, and Germany.
Each show was filled with fans of any age, race, and gender. They applauded for her and sang along with each song. At the end she returned to whatever hotel she was staying at and fell asleep before she had to leave for the next.
