Morning
Rebecca woke up first and saw that it was around 7am. She looked at Michael and saw that he was still asleep. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek, hoping he'd wake up from it. Luckily for her, he did. He opened his eyes and smiled at Rebecca. "Morning, Michael." She said. Michael chuckled. "Morning, beautiful." He a dit back. She giggled and got up and stretched. Michael sat up and stretched as well. He looked on his nightstand and saw a silver and a or necklace. He put the or one on himself and grabbed the silver one. He knew Rebecca well enough to see that she loves silver necklaces. Plus, this one matched his or one. 'This would be a good return gift for her.' He thought. He let her change first and then he changed into his clothes for the day. "Rebecca? I have something for you." Michael slid the collier into his pocket before she turned around. "Something for me?" "Yeah." She never expected anything in return. Michael then took out the matching silver collier and her eyes went wide slightly. "Oh my...it's beautiful, Michael." Michael smiled and got behind her. She pulled her hair up and he put the silver collier on her and kissed her neck. He then turned her around, her hair dropping back down, and looked at her. "Now it's something we match on. I knew toi liked necklaces, especially silver ones. All the girls I dated before you, they didn't like silver like toi do. As a matter of fact, one of my favori couleurs is silver. The others are gold, black, and red. See my necklace?" She looked at his neck and saw a or collier and looked back at her silver necklace. "I actually had these made just for us. toi won't be seeing any other girl I dated with a collier like yours, Rebecca. Your collier and my collier are made of the finest silver and the finest gold. Your collier as a little bit of or on it and mine has a little bit of silver. Genuine necklaces like these didn't exist until I requested them." "Oh Michael..." Rebecca hugged him tightly and he hugged back. "I l’amour it. Thank toi so much." Michael and Rebecca looked at each other and kissed. After a couple minutes, they released the Kiss and Rebecca left the room, smiling. She went back to the room her mom and her were supposed to share until Rebecca stayed in Michael's room. Her mom was in the living room, watching a little television. When she saw Rebecca walk in, she looked up. "Hey Rebecca. How was your night with Michael? Does he know about the baby?" She asked. Rebecca was a bit nervous. "It was alright. He does know about his child." "And???" Rebecca bit her lip and sighed happily. "He's excited to be a father." She smiled and so did her mother. After talking about it, they packed their things and they soon left the hotel. Rebecca stopped in the hotel hallway before her mother pushed the button for the elevator to come. She looked at Rebecca and was curious. "You wanna stay here with Michael?" Even when Rebecca didn't respond, Isis knew her daughter all too well. "Look, I know toi wanna stay with Michael, Rebecca. But toi do have to stay with me for a while. Frank gave me the schedule and Michael will be back in California the week of your baby being born. I know toi two follow each other on twitter and I know he has a Skype, so, when toi get the chance, call him on Skype and talk with him about the names, okay? And at the same time, toi two can catch up on things." Rebecca looked up at her mother and nodded. "I understand, Mother." She replied and they headed into the elevator and soon left the hotel after checking out.
With Michael
Michael looked out the window of his hotel room and saw Rebecca and Isis get in the car and drive off back to California. He was a little sad that he didn't ask her to stay with him on the tour, and he had a feeling she wanted to be with him, too. Michael sighed and Chris came into the room. "Hey man, what's going on?" He asked. "Nothing, Chris..." Michael replied. Chris was curious on why he a dit that and why he was jouer la comédie so sad. "What's the matter, man? Is it because Rebecca's going back to California?" Michael looked down and felt a tear fall down his cheek. "Chris...I didn't even get a chance to ask her if she wanted to be on the tour with us before she left. With the fact that she's carrying my child...I should have asked her." Chris put his hand on Michael's shoulder. "Michael, listen. toi know our schedule...man, we'll be back in California before your child is born. We'll be there when your child is born. Have faith, man." Michael looked at Chris and nodded. "You're right. I just gotta keep the faith." "That's the Mike I know! Now, let's head out. We got another montrer to do!" Then they headed out to the arena to rehearse the montrer a few times before the actual montrer started.
Back in California
Rebecca and her mother got back to California, sûr, sans danger and sound. They were just driving around, stopping at places they haven't been to before, like Hollywood Walk of Fame, Motown Studios, toi name it. Any place where the Jackson's went, Rebecca wanted to visit at least once. When they got to Motown Studios, they parked the car and headed inside. Rebecca looked around and saw this picture of Michael on the mur when he was on his Bad World Tour. He was being held par Berry Gordy. She giggled and they headed into an office. They got the honor of meeting Berry Gordy, who has worked with the Jacksons since the Jackson 5 days when they first auditioned. "It must have been fun working with them, huh, Mr. Gordy?" Rebecca asked. "It was a blast working with those boys, and please, call me Berry." He replied. He talked with them about how he helped Michael out with things when he needed to and how he wished Michael was his son. Rebecca told him that Michael always wished to be his son. "I know. He told me that when he was here remixing Beat It. I had begged him to be on Motown 25 and he told me that he'd do it, but he wanted a solo spot and told me that he wanted to do Billie Jean. I told him that that was what I wanted him to do anyway. So we got to talking about it and everything. He and I still talk occasionally, but not a lot. Since the divorce of Jermaine and Hazel, as a matter of fact." Rebecca nodded, meaning she understood. If she was Michael, she'd ask for a solo spot, too. That's something she knew she and Michael had in common. Wanting a solo spot. After they talked, they shook hands and soon left the studio...that is, after Berry asked Rebecca if she was wanting to sing for Motown. She knew of the ups and downs the Jackson 5 had with Motown, so she a dit she'll keep it in mind. They got back in the car and drove off back to the house to rest up from that 5 heure drive...well, plus like a 6-7 heure drive. Rebecca didn't like the fact that they had to sit for almost 7 hours driving back to California, but at least she got to meet Berry Gordy, the man who had the Jackson 5 under his wing for years until they went solo. Heck, Rebecca would have done the same thing if she had problems with Motown. She was Friends with almost all of Michael's bosses. She was Friends with: Berry Gordy, Quincy Jones, almost everyone. She knew Paul and Linda McCartney because she would be dropped off at their house when she was 6 so they could watch her while her mother and father worked. She turned to her mom. "Mother, can we go visit someone?" "Who, Rebecca?" "Paul and Linda. Can we go visit them, please? I haven't seen them in so long." Her mother thought about it. She hasn't seen them in years, either. "Sure, why not? Let's go visit them." Rebecca smiled one of Michael's smiles and they headed off to Paul and Linda's house for a visit.