~Michael's POV~

---March, 2009---
Today is the day. The day that everyone involved in the tour meets up, and starts rehearsals.

"Nervous?" Jada asks, taking my hand in hers as I stare out the window.

"To be honest, a little bit. What if something goes wrong?" I sigh.

"Nothing will go wrong. I promise. With a perfectionist like you, it would be impossible for something to go wrong." She says, rubbing my hand with her thumb.

"I have a feeling something bad is gonna happen sometime soon." I say truthfully.

"I promise you that nothing bad will happen, Michael. Everything is going great and everything's going as planned." She tries to assure me.

"Okay."

We get to the Staples Centre and go inside to see everyone standing in a big group.

"There's the man!" Kenny yells, running over to me.

"Hey, Kenny!" I giggle.

"So should we get this rehearsal going now or the the messages the dancers have first?" Kenny asks.

"Hmm, let's do the messages first."

"Okay." Kenny says.

He records all of their messages and I watch the video of them all.

There's this one guy he says,

"I'm from Australia. When I got word of your audition, I was on the next flight out."

"Aww, how sweet." Jada says and I smile.

"Michael. The curtain call is tomorrow. Are you ready for it?" Kenny asks.

"Kenny. What if they've forgotten about me? What if they don't love me anymore?" I sigh.

~Jada's POV~

"Michael, they still love you. The tickets for every concert in this tour are all sold out, and did you not see that girl at the auditions? Michael, your fans adore you!" I say.

He stays silent and gets up and walks over to talk to some of the dancers.

---The Next Day---

We hop out of the limo, arriving to the curtain call.

"MICHAEL! MICHAEL! I LOVE YOU MICHAEL!!!" Fans scream from everywhere, making Michael smile wider than I've ever seen him smile.

We walk around the place and go backstage. Michael starts to climb up the stairs and his fans go wild.

"MICHAEL!! MICHAEL!!" They scream and he laughs.

"This is it! This is it! This is it!" Michael chants, as he pumps his fist.

They all scream and a few even faint.

"I love you." He speaks into the microphone.

"Ahhhh! We love you more!!" They all scream.

"I'll be-I'll be performing songs my fans wanna hear," he pauses and they scream. "This is it. This is really it. This is the final curtain call."

I look at Bill and he's smiling like crazy because he knows Michael's really happy about his fans now.

"I'll see you in July!" He says and he raises his arms up before turning around and walking down the stairs.

"See, Michael. They still adore you like they did before." I say and he nods, smiling.

We go back in the limo and go to the Staples Centre for rehearsals and clothing stuff.

We get there and Michael goes to where his clothes are to look at them.

"Oh my gosh, look at them!" He gasps.

"Look at the Billie Jean outfit." I say, pointing at it.

He tries it on and some lights come on and run up his leg, up his upper body, and pulses through the glove. He stands in front of the mirror and his jaw drops.

"What do you think of it?" Kenny asks.

"It's.. Its, it's incredible!" He stutters, staring at the outfit.

"You like it?" Kenny chuckles.

"I love it!" Michael jumps up and down like a little boy excited on Christmas Day.

We all laugh at his child-like excitement as he grins widely.

----Rehearsing----

"Now, Jada. Please, join Michael for I Just Can't Stop Loving You?" Kenny speaks into a microphone from the audience.

"Okay." I smile, stepping onto stage with the love of my life.

The music starts and Michael smiles at me.

"Can we have a little more echo in here?" He says and sings a tune.

The echo rises and then he begins to sing.

"Each time the wind blows, I hear your voice so, I call your name. Whispers at morning. Our love is dawning. Heaven's glad you came! You know how I feel, this thing can't go wrong. I can't spend my life without you." He sings.

We join in a duet and all the staff of This Is It, holler and scream in approval.

Once we're finished, Kenny comes on stage.

"Don't make me sing, I need to save my voice." Michael says.

"You gotta sing!" Kenny teases.

"No, no, no, no." Michael chuckles.

"Guys, that was really great, we could feel the love you two have for each other from the audience." Kenny says.

"That's because we're very deep in love, Kenny." Michael giggles.

"Oh, of course. Of course!" Kenny chuckles.

"Now, let's take a break and then we'll continue. 15 minutes everyone!" Travis, the choreographer, yells so everyone knows.

---After Rehearsals Are Done For The Day---

We get in the limo and go home.

"Hey, how was rehearsals?" Hope asks as we walk in the door.

"Good." Michael smiles.

"That's good." Michael's Doctor, Conrad Murray, says.

I've always had a bad feeling about him. I don't quite know what it is but there's just something about him that makes me not trust him.

"Only 4 months until the tour starts!" I point out and Michael nods, walking into the living room as I follow him.

"Yep." Michael says.

"Excited?" I ask, cuddling up with him on the couch.

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it. I want to give my fans one last tour before I retire." He says, hugging me tightly.

"I'm sure they're gonna love the tour." I smile.

"I hope so." He says.

He kisses me and the kiss gets heated quickly.

"Let's take this upstairs." I wink at him as I bite my lip and he smirks.

"I'd love to." He whispers seductively.

We walk upstairs and we can't stop giggling as we go into our room, closing the door behind us.

---

"Ah, yes! I'm almost there Michael! Shit! Ah, fuck!" I whimper.

I feel my walls clench around him as he thrusts faster, making me reach my orgasm and the same for him.

"Mmm, yes!" He moans as we climax together.

"That was so good." I pant as we collapse on the bed.

"As always." He winks.

"I'm so tired. I think I'll go to bed now." I say as I look at the time.

"It's 9:30. You never go to bed at 9:30!" Michael chuckles, kissing my lips lightly as I stretch.

"I know. But you wore me out." I giggle as I wink at him and he blushes.

"Okay, good night, Jada." He says as I crawl under the covers.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"I'm just gonna do a few things, I'll be right back." He says.

"Okay. Good night." I nod.

"Night." He says and closes the door as I lay back down.