A few weeks have passed and I was stuck in bed. I was expecting a check-up real soon. When I had gotten out of the hospital a few weeks ago, Michael and I thought about it and decided to try a third time for a child. I had a feeling something happened this time. My check-up was in a couple of hours, so I was kinda sorta getting things together...and trying to be calm. When I had called the hospital, they said that someone should be with me to be sure I was comfortable in the room. So I had told Michael about it and he said that he'd be there with me, since he had a feeling he should be there. He told Frank and he allowed Michael to go with me to my appointment, otherwise I'd be extremely uncomfortable in a room with the doctor...or nurse, whichever one is in there with me.
Anyway, Michael came into the room and helped me out of the bed since I would get extremely sick if I got up too fast. I got dressed (with his help as well) and we went outside and got in the car and Bill drove us to the hospital. During the drive there, I was a bit nervous.
'What if I'm not pregnant? God, this is confusing...' I thought, sighing a little. 'We'd have to get a sperm donated for us to have a child.'
Michael looked at me, a bit concerned. "You alright, Becka? You seem nervous." He said.
I looked at him. "What if I'm not pregnant, Michael?" I asked.
Michael took my hand and rubbed it. "We'll continue trying if you're not...or get a sperm donated. Let's just hope you are."
"I hope I am...not that making love isn't fun, which it is actually fun. I just don't wanna ware you out with it."
He kissed my cheek and looked at me. "You won't ware me out with it. I love you so much that I'd always try to get a chance to make love to you whenever possible...just not out in public." He giggled a little.
I giggled and put my head on his shoulder and he put his head on mine, putting his arm around me.
After 25 Minutes
We arrived at the hospital and got out of the car. Michael took my hand and we walked into the hospital and up to the front desk. The nurse saw us and looked up from her computer.
"May I help you?" She asked.
"Um...I'm here for my check-up." I said.
"Oh, right. Right this way, Ms. Rebecca."
The nurse got up and walked to a room with me and Michael following her. Once we got into the room, she had me sit on the bed and she asked me the same questions as what my doctor asked. I responded with the same answers I gave before: sickness, fevers, headaches, etc. Just no cravings. She told me to lay back and I did so. She lifted my shirt and put the jelly on my stomach. She took the scanner and rubbed the jelly around that one spot on my stomach and it made me giggle. Why would I giggle? I was extremely ticklish, that's why. And the jelly was cold, another reason why I giggled. The nurse stopped on a spot and saw something and apparently it made Michael gasp.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Take a look for yourself, Rebecca." The nurse replied.
I sat up and looked at the screen and gasped myself. I was pregnant for a month and the baby was growing and still was.
"Oh my God..."
The nurse printed it out and handed it to me. I took it and looked at it, running my fingers over the ultrasound photograph. This baby that Michael and I were gonna have...was here and was here to stay. I smiled, a tear falling down my cheek.
"Congrats, Mr. Jackson and Ms. Rebecca. We'll expect you two back here in 6 more weeks for a gender check." Then the nurse walked out of the room, leaving me and Michael in there.
Michael put his arm around my shoulders and looked at the ultrasound with me. He smiled a little.
"Our official first child." He said.
"Third time was the charm, alright." I giggled a little.
I put my hand on my stomach and Michael put his hand on top of mine. We couldn't wait until we would find out the gender of our child. So we left the room and went up to the front desk again and scheduled for another appointment in 6 weeks for the gender check-up. Afterwards, we exited the hospital, with our next appointment in hand and got into the car and Bill drove us to the set. Frank wanted to start filming sooner, but he waited until Michael and I were out of the hospital. I put the ultrasound photograph on my lap and looked out the window at the trees. Michael looked at me and grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine. I looked at him and smiled a little and he smiled back. He kissed me and I kissed him back and we cuddled up to each other, enjoying the rest of the ride to the studio.
At The Studio
Once Michael and I arrived at the studio, we got out of the car and headed onto the set. We got ready for dress rehearsals (which was technically every time we rehearsed) and ran through the short film a couple of times before we started filming it. It was actually fun. Kelly and I rehearsed our lines along with Brandon and Sean and Michael. During the break we had between the first rehearsal and our final rehearsal before filming, Michael and I had sat down and started thinking of names for our child and wrote them down. Kelly saw us and came over, wondering what we were doing.
"What are you two doing?" She asked, looking at the list of names that we wrote down. "Elizabeth, Rikkie, Penny, Dave, Alex, Daniel? What are these names for?"
I looked at Michael and he nodded. I looked back at Kelly. "Kelly, those names are for a baby." I said.
"Oh? Who's having a baby?"
I smiled a little and put my hand on my stomach. Michael put his hand over mine. "Rebecca and I are having a baby, Kelly. She's a month in." Michael said.
Kelly was shocked to hear that Michael and I were gonna have a baby. She had always thought something was up since I couldn't show up to most of the rehearsals, but still kept up with them. She sat with us and helped us come up with more names for the baby. Since we wouldn't know the gender for another 6 weeks, we had come up with roughly 15 names for girls and boys. While we came up with names, she asked how many times we've tried and we replied that we had tried 3 times, this being the third time. She also asked what happened the first two times and I replied that I had a miscarriage with the first one and had a negative reading the second time. It just came to prove that the third time is always the charm.
After The Break
That was our final break and Michael took the paper of names and put it in his pocket. We headed back into rehearsals and rehearsed one last time before filming it. After our final rehearsal, we gathered around Frank.
"Alright, cast and crew, great rehearsal. Now...are we ready to film?!" Frank asked.
We all cheered and clapped, making Frank laugh a little.
"Michael, do you think you guys are ready to film?" He asked Michael.
Michael thought about it for a bit. "I think- no. I know we're ready to film Smooth Criminal. This is the final film addition for Moonwalker. Let's get to filming!" Michael replied, clapping loudly.
We all broke away and started getting ready to film Smooth Criminal. Frank said that after we filmed it, he'd have Michael view it to see if there are any mistakes or anything that needs to be fixed. Since only Michael knew what to expect in a short film after having a few of his done since the first short film he did with his brothers, he would be the one to point out what would need to be fixed.
"Frank, I won't be able to point out mistakes on my own."
Frank turned to Michael, a bit confused. "Okay. Who's gonna help you?"
Michael smiled a little and put his arm around me. "My fiancé is gonna help. She also knows what to expect, not just me."
Frank nodded. "Good. You're just like him. Now, you two, get in place."
We nodded, kissed real quick and got into our beginning spots. We were gonna have a blast, guaranteed a few mistakes will be made along the way in the short film, but if there are any mistakes, Michael and I will catch them once we get a chance to watch it.