9 months later...
One night, I was sitting helplessly in the bed, Michael's arms cuddled around me. This pregnancy was like a mosquito sucking all the blood out of me. This baby has been kicking and rolling around the whole time. I put the covers over me and turned on my side. I was completely asleep until I felt a stomp in my stomach. " Eeeee!" I screamed out. Michael sprang up out of the bed. " It's time! It's time! Come on Fancy, our baby is about to be born!!!!" He shoved his jeans on and ran out the door. No shoes, no shirt. No nothing! " Wait! Michael, it was just a kick! I'm fine!" I said, yelling after him.
Michael came back in the bedroom, shoving his jeans back off and falling onto the bed. " This dang baby can't make up its mind!!! This is driving me crazy Fancy!" He yelled, face down in his pillow. " Honey, everything will be alright! I've had a good pregnancy." I said, patting my enormous belly.
Michael glanced over at me. " You're right. The baby will be a beautiful and healthy girl." I smiled at him. " I know. She will be a absolute gem!" I pulled the warm covers over me. " Good night Mikey. I love you!" I said, kissing him. " Night Tenderoni." He said, clicking the light off.
The Next Day....
" OH MY GOD!!!!" I screamed. The baby was stomping and it really hurt! Michael came rushing in. " It's coming! The baby is coming!!!" I yelled. Michael's eyes were the size of birthday cakes. " Okay. Honey, we're gonna go to the hospital. Can ya try to keep the little miracle shoved in there?" He asked. " Michael!!! Get me to the HOSPITAL!!!!!!!!!" I yelled, kicking and screaming. He swallowed hard. " Okay, Okay!" He helped me up and rushed me to the car. Michael's guard Steve drove us to the hospital.
After 2 hours of being in labor, I finally had my little baby. I named her Summer Marie Jackson. She has the cutest little feet! Michael smiled at me. " You did a fine job Fancy," he said, looking over at Summer. " A fine, fine job." I giggled. " You ain't bad yourself." I said, resting my hands on his shoulders. " You're gonna be a great mother." He said. THE END
Stay Tuned For The Next Story in the Series called " Summer the Superstar" about Summer growing up and talking about being the daughter of the King of Pop.
Michael holding his newborn daughter Summer