"…and to see you here and alive, it's a miracle."

I looked up at Diana and saw the tears falling down her face, making her smile all the brighter. I chuckled when she mentioned 'miracles.'

"I began to almost give up on those."

"Why?" asked Kathy, who had been listening to the whole conversation.

"Let's just say, I got tired of waiting for one." I answered.

I looked past Diana and began to look at her husband. It just so happened to be at the exactly same time the nurse called him up.

"Mr. Jackson?"

Michael stood up and walked over to the counter. He came back about ten seconds later.

"The next ultrasound should be in two weeks, and the baby is looking very healthy,"

"Great," said Diana as she turned around to hear her husband's report. "That's perfect to hear, honey."

"So… first name Michael, last name Jackson right?" I asked.

Michael suddenly tensed up, afraid that he had been discovered by some crazed fan. "Yeah."

Drum-roll, please.

"Huh, nice little coincidence." Michael sighed with relief.

False alarm! Gotcha, didn't I?


We sat there for a long time until the nurse called me back to tell me what room my brother was assigned. They went with me, mostly because Diana wanted to see Travis again. When we got there, my brother was already up and bored out of his mind. I could tell because he was watching a show he never would in his life, Tyra. He lightened up when I walked into the room.

"Gee, sis, what took ya so long?"

"I, um, ran into an old friend of ours." I motioned for Diana to come in, and she did, but not without keeping Michael outside the door. "You remember Diana?"

"Yeah, wow, whatzupwitu?"

Diana laughed as she heard him say that. He hadn't changed at all in two years.

"It's been two years, and all you got to say is whatzupwitu? You sure I'm not in the wrong room?"

He stood up and ran over to her, giving her a hug. "I'm positive."

I smiled and, remembering Michael and the rest of the clan, quickly invited them in.

Once Michael came in, his whole expression changed. His hazel eyes twinkled with excitement, his top lip began to twitch, and his usually high voice turned into a squeal. She looked at me, then Diana, then back to me. He was, for the first time in his life, absolutely speechless. I decided to introduce him.

"Bro, this is Diana's husband, Michael."

"Michael Jackson, the Michael Jackson?" he asked in amazement

"Yeah, how did you know his name?"

"How did I …. April, don't you know who this is?"

"Who?"

"Michael Jackson, Mr. Magic himself."

"Huh?" Ok right now, I'm acting like an idiot.

Travis sighed in frustration as he sees that I'm completely clueless. He looks over towards Mike, who was laughing his head off.

He looked back up at me, rubbing his eyebrows in frustration.

"Two words, Smooth Criminal."

I laughed as I finally figured out who he was talking about. "Boy, that smoke must have affected your vision too. This ain't him, heck, he can barely pass for a MJ imitator."

I did not know just how wrong I was.

At this point, my brother started to bite his lip, a thing he did when he got extremely annoyed at someone. Then he had an idea.

"Mr. Jackson, could you please do something for me?"

"Sure," asked Michael. "What is it?"

"Could you please hand me your ID?"

"Ok."

Michael proceeded to look in his back pocket for his wallet, but he could not find it. He looked in all his pockets, but with the same result.

"Now, I could've sworn that I had it."

"Um, you did," said April. "But it fell out on the elevator, so I picked it up."

Just so you know, that was a bold-faced lie.

"Oh, then you can look at the ID from there." I proceeded to look at the card, and after I checked out all the information, I handed Michael back his wallet and looked over to my brother.

"I hate it when you're right."

My brother grinned like a cheshire cat. "I know I am."

Ok, thanks for reading. You will know more of April's backstory in next chapter.

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