Korie was waiting behind the arbusto, bush for them to pass by. He knew his mission was to kill Aikaterina, but after glancing at her and seeing clearly that she was pregnant, he couldn't...but Sarah would kill him if he didn't kill her, so when he sensed them pass by, he jumped out and got in front of them and stabbed Aikaterina and cut Eo a few times and quickly ran off. She fell to the ground, grabbing just above her stomach and Michael quickly got her back to the cell. He saw the guards come in (doctors in disguise) and a couple of them pushed Michael into his old cell and blocked him from getting inside.
"Why can't I be in there with her?!" He shouted.
"One, we have to stitch her up. Two, we have to get the baby out of her before he dies." One of them said.
Michael was in shock. Ashley was carrying a baby boy and they never knew. He had a few scratches and they checked him while Ashley was being stitched up and being forced into premature labor.
After a couple hours
Michael was pacing around his cell. All of a sudden, he heard the cry of his new son. He saw railings on the sides of his cama and it was covered with a plastic glass cover with spots for arms. The doctors placed his child in it and they let him see her. He walked into the cell and sat siguiente to her and held her hand. He saw her open her eyes.
"Hey Ash. How are tu feeling?" He asked, concerned.
Ashley turned to him and smiled weakly and said, "I feel alright. Still in pain from the stitches and giving birth por force. Is our baby alright?"
"He's just fine. The doctors are gonna make sure his lungs are fully developed."
"That's good. What should his name be?"
"Hm...how about...Bryan?"
"Bryan...I like it. Bryan Eo Alexander Jackson."
Michael smiled and soon enough, Ashley closed her eyes and went to sleep. He let go of her hand and went to his old cell and looked at Bryan. He slid his arms through the protective gloves and gently put one hand on his head. Bryan grabbed one of Michael's fingers and he giggled. He soon let go and went to sleep. Michael took his arms out of the gloves and smiled at Bryan.
"Goodnight...my son."
He went back into the cell and sat in the chair siguiente to the cama and fell asleep.
In The Lair
Korie felt guilty for doing that...to his own sister. He knew how ticked off Sarah would be if she found out Aikaterina was still alive with a child.
'Oh what am I to do?! Sarah would be ticked if she finds out I didn't kill Ashley. I know! I'll lie and say she's gone for good. Yeah, maybe that will work.' He thought.
For the time being, it will be a secret that only he and the guards would know.
"Why can't I be in there with her?!" He shouted.
"One, we have to stitch her up. Two, we have to get the baby out of her before he dies." One of them said.
Michael was in shock. Ashley was carrying a baby boy and they never knew. He had a few scratches and they checked him while Ashley was being stitched up and being forced into premature labor.
After a couple hours
Michael was pacing around his cell. All of a sudden, he heard the cry of his new son. He saw railings on the sides of his cama and it was covered with a plastic glass cover with spots for arms. The doctors placed his child in it and they let him see her. He walked into the cell and sat siguiente to her and held her hand. He saw her open her eyes.
"Hey Ash. How are tu feeling?" He asked, concerned.
Ashley turned to him and smiled weakly and said, "I feel alright. Still in pain from the stitches and giving birth por force. Is our baby alright?"
"He's just fine. The doctors are gonna make sure his lungs are fully developed."
"That's good. What should his name be?"
"Hm...how about...Bryan?"
"Bryan...I like it. Bryan Eo Alexander Jackson."
Michael smiled and soon enough, Ashley closed her eyes and went to sleep. He let go of her hand and went to his old cell and looked at Bryan. He slid his arms through the protective gloves and gently put one hand on his head. Bryan grabbed one of Michael's fingers and he giggled. He soon let go and went to sleep. Michael took his arms out of the gloves and smiled at Bryan.
"Goodnight...my son."
He went back into the cell and sat in the chair siguiente to the cama and fell asleep.
In The Lair
Korie felt guilty for doing that...to his own sister. He knew how ticked off Sarah would be if she found out Aikaterina was still alive with a child.
'Oh what am I to do?! Sarah would be ticked if she finds out I didn't kill Ashley. I know! I'll lie and say she's gone for good. Yeah, maybe that will work.' He thought.
For the time being, it will be a secret that only he and the guards would know.
I don't like it, baby
When you're stopping me on the floor
'Cause the más I keep on dancing
The más I keep wanting some more
I don't care what you're saying
You're talking in my ear much too loud
And the music's taking my body
On a trip from nine to five
Keep me dancing all night
All night, all night
Gonna dance up fire
Calling engine number 109
There ain't no chains to hold me
Gonna burn this place down till five
tu can't stop this fever
'Cause my temperature is burning hot
And all I wanna do is dance, dance
Sweating from my face to my feet
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
When you're stopping me on the floor
'Cause the más I keep on dancing
The más I keep wanting some more
I don't care what you're saying
You're talking in my ear much too loud
And the music's taking my body
On a trip from nine to five
Keep me dancing all night
All night, all night
Gonna dance up fire
Calling engine number 109
There ain't no chains to hold me
Gonna burn this place down till five
tu can't stop this fever
'Cause my temperature is burning hot
And all I wanna do is dance, dance
Sweating from my face to my feet
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Michael Jackson;
A great Mind,
There's only one of its Kind,
A great Heart,
Forever dear to us as he played his Part,
A voice like no Other,
His música much like a secret Lover,
His talent Unique,
No other could ever copy his Technique,
king of pop,
The título of respect; música Rocks
Him they Misunderstood,
But regardless,on his feet he stood,
Him they Misjudged,
But at heart, he was loved,
Michael Jackson we Love,
He was as Precious as a fragile dove,
Michael Jackson we Miss,
Blessed with him we were,
Michael Jackson a living legend,
Michael Jackson we will never forget
xx R.I.P michaell!
amor youxxx
A great Mind,
There's only one of its Kind,
A great Heart,
Forever dear to us as he played his Part,
A voice like no Other,
His música much like a secret Lover,
His talent Unique,
No other could ever copy his Technique,
king of pop,
The título of respect; música Rocks
Him they Misunderstood,
But regardless,on his feet he stood,
Him they Misjudged,
But at heart, he was loved,
Michael Jackson we Love,
He was as Precious as a fragile dove,
Michael Jackson we Miss,
Blessed with him we were,
Michael Jackson a living legend,
Michael Jackson we will never forget
xx R.I.P michaell!
amor youxxx
As she got up and started getting ready for the Michael Jackson Signing she could'nt help but cry that her family had nothing to do with her, Her dad was abusive and her sibling were horrible. Just as Audriey finished Getting ready Tahlia pulled up in the Drive way, suddenly Audreiy Heard a Knock the Door, Audriey was to scrade to open the door incase in was her Ex boyfriend
To be continued....
Let me know what i should add onto the story