Caryl's POV

It is 6am and I am pacing up and down the living room worried worried worried. "Where is Michael? Where is he? Why isn't he home yet? He hasn't called or anything. No contact whatsoever! Oh Lord I hope he's okay. Where are you Mike?"

I march to the door and before I could have touched it I heard a car door slam outside. "It can't be," I whisper to myself. I step away from the door and watched it. I soon hear footsteps on it's way to the door then I heard keys, "Michael?" I thought to myself. I see the door know twist and the door opened. Low and behold, standing in the door was Michael Joseph Jackson. I gasped deeply and spoke, "Michael!" I repeated about five times.

Michael sighed of relief, exhaustion and happiness, he walked in the house and rested his luggage on the floor. He came towards me and hugged me, I hugged him back, "So happy to see you Caryl," he whispered in my ear.

"I am happy as well to see you Michael but I know Chelsea will be the happiest," I say holding his cheeks.

He sighed of happiness and held my hands. He brought them down and held them tighter, "help me,"

I instantly give home the look of confusion and he further explained, "Find a present for Chelsea, please,"

I finally got what he was saying and gave him an accepting smile, "Of course," I answer.

"Now," Michael said plainly.

"Now? Michael, it's 6 in the morning," I protested.

"Please," he begged.

I sighed of defeat, "fine," I breathed. I ran to my room and changed in a flash. I ran back out and snatched my coat and Michael's hand and dragged him outside.

We got in the car and zoomed straight to New York City. By the time we got there it was 7am. As we walk around we scanned all the stores and Michael halted me abruptly and looked deeply into one store, ........ I looked his way and realised that same store I went into. "Jewelry?" I asked.

"Precisely," Michael said with confidence and excitement, "Come on!" He cried, running into the store.

The very same man that assisted me with Chelsea's necklace came up to Michael, "How may I help you sir? Is there anything specific you would like?"

"Yes! Show me the finest piece of jewelry you have in here!" Michael answered.

"Right over here sir," the employee said with a smile. The man walked to some area and Michael followed behind. I gave a soft chuckle and decided to admire the other pieces of jewelry that was left on display.

Michael's POV

I followed the kind man to a glass case. It seems it was a set, it had earrings and a bracelet but it seems that someone took the necklace. "This is beautiful," I say in awe.

"Indeed sir, this an all sapphire collection with pure gold linings," he advertised.

"Wow, but where is the necklace?" I queried.

"Some one has bought that piece sir," he explained.

"Oh I see," in very slight disappointment, "I will take what's left! How much is it?" I say taking out my wallet.

"Both pieces, the earrings and bracelet, are US$4000," The man stated.

I raised my eyebrows, "Wow," I say realising how cheap it was. These are extremely beautiful I thought they would go over US$5500.

I take the straight money and gave it to the gentleman. The man took the money and rung it in the cashier. "Have a nice day and thank you for shopping at The Jewel Eye, Merry Christmas!" The man said with a happy smile.

"Thank you! Same to you!" I say with the reflection of smile. As I was about to turn my back a shot of love ran through my body.

I looked up to the man again, "Sir is there something wrong?" The man asked concerned.

"Sir do you have a family?" I asked taking back out my wallet.

"Y-yes sir, a wife and three small children, w-why do you a-ask?" The man asked nervously.

I smiled and looked at all the money in my wallet. I grabbed all of it, "Then why are you working here on Christmas Day?"

"Because I am trying to see of I can make some extra money to get my daughters, son and wife a gift," He said just above the volume that I can here.

"Well I think no one should work on Christmas Day, you have been so kind to me so..." I hesitated by handing all of my cash to the kind gentleman, "It's all for you."

"Oh no no no sir, I can't, no I just, no no I can't," The man politely denied forcing my money back in my hand.

"No... have it. That is my Christmas gift to you, Merry Christmas," I assured.

I handed the money back over to him and he covered his face. I slowly start to realise that he was weeping, I place my hand on his head and he slowly slid his hands from his eyes to my hand, "Thank you," he sobbingly said, "thank you so much." He looked up at me and revealed that he was crying tears of nothing but joy. 

I smile and start to tear up a bit, "You are so very welcome, you deserve it, it's the best I can do," I replied. The employee let go of my hand in order for me to leave, "Have a Merry Christmas...,"

"Stevie," The man gave his name.

"Stevie," I repeated, "Merry Christmas."

"Happy holidays to you to Mr.Jackson," he said cheerfully.

I step outside of the store and saw Caryl fiddling with some snow that fell on a mail box, "Caryl!" I called.

She heard me and faced me, "Ready?"

"Ready," I answer with confidence.

Crystal's POV

I get out of bed and immediately made my way to my mother';s room. Her door was open which only meant that she was up. I travel to the living room and kitchen, no one was there. I knocked on the closed bathroom door, "Momma? You in there?" I called. I knocked again and cautiously opened the door, "Momma?" I scan the empty bathroom only to realise, "She's not here."

I snatch on my coat and went outside, "MO--," my car, it's gone. She left??? "She probably went to some place to get me my "perfect gift and come back," I joked. I laugh to myself and made my way back to the kitchen and made myself hot cocoa. I look up at the wall clock, "9 minutes to eight," I say aloud. I chuckle to myself, "Man I love vacation," I cracked. I take my cup and a nice warm sip of the hot chocolate and gave a closed mouth smile. "Merry Christmas momma,"  I whisper, I sigh of disappointment yet satisfaction, "Merry Christmas Michael."

"Merry Christmas Crystal," I hear an unfamiliar but too familiar voice reply. before I could process what I heard, I feel big hands lay upon my shoulders and slide down my arms.

"Michael?" I whisper, not wanting to believe that he is in the same room as I am. I see my mother walk in front of the counter I was standing behind.

She smiled, "Merry Christmas baby," she greeted. She motioned me to turn around and see whose body those hands belong to. I turn and I gasp almost having a heart attack. Michael Jackson was behind me, touching, breathing and STANDING behind...me, MY Michael Jackson, is home!

"MIKEY!!!!" I scream to the top of my lungs and I jump and wrap my legs around my baby.

"Oh Crystal! Merry Christmas baby girl," He replied. I gasped and tensed up when he said the two words, "baby girl". Mike noticed and got concerned, "Honey what's wrong?" 

I got down and looked back at my mother. All momma did was stare at me acting stupid as if she didn't know what was going on.

Michael's POV 

I look back at Caryl with Crystal out of utter confusion. Crystal turned back around and faced me with a worried look on his face, "Mike I need to tell you something," Crystal said softly.

"Yes," I say indicating for her to continue.

"And I don't know whether you should sit down or stand for this but," Crystal hesitated. Crytal looked down and sighed gathering herself together.

"I rather stand now please tell me," I say in suspense.

Crystal raised her head to face the ceiling with her eyes shut tight, she gave a deep breath in, "Michael I'm pregnant!" she released.

"You're what?" I say in complete shock, "I need to sit down." I made my way to one of the couches in the living room and sat up straight still in shock, "You're pregnant?"

Crystal followed behind answered, "yes... I am," she confirmed.

"You're pregnant," I stated finally calculating what's going on.

Crystal chuckled, "mmhmm."

"You have...an actual baby... inside of you,"

"That is what pregnant means Mike,"

"Is it my baby?" I ask coming to my senses and look at her.

"100 percent," she clarified again.

I settled once more and my senses came back again, "Wait...if you are pregnant...and it's my baby... then... how long have you been pregnant?" 

"I am three months pregnant," she answered.

"Wow three months," I whisper obviously fascinated and surprised, "We are actually going to have a family," I say out of clarification.

"Yeah that's right," Crystal agreed. 

I look Crystal deep in the eyes and go to her, I take her hand and lead her to sit down in my seat. I kneel down to meet her eye level, "Crystal, thank you. Thank you for being there for me, putting up with me, comforting me, being my best friend and... making one of my biggest dreams become a reality, becoming a father and I have so much more dreams that I would love to come true. Would you help me make just one more dream come true... today?"

"Yes, anything for you," Crystal replied feeling overwhelmed.

"Well, would you make my biggest dream come true today, December 25th and..." I reach in my back pocket and took out a small jewelry box, I hold out to her and open it. Inside was a 20 carat diamond ring that I purchased for Crystal last year in England, "Become my wife?" I ask. 

Crystal instantly broke down in tears, I put down the box and hug the love of my life comforting her. I rock her sideways to add more comfort as she just cried harder, "Baby?" I whisper to her.

"Yeah?" She answered still crying an ocean.

I broke the embrace and held her head up, I take the ring out of the box and displayed it to her. she wiped away her tears a sbest as she could and I asked again, "Will you marry me?"

Crystal nodded, "Yes, yes and heck yeah! Of course, without a doubt I will marry you!" she answered.

I grinned and slipped the ring on her finger, "Fits perfectly," I say, "I am so glad to call you my wife to be."

"I'm so glad to call yo my husband to be, I love you Michael," Crystal confessed.

"I love you to," I confessed as well, I bring Crystal back into a hug, "I love you so much, Merry Christmas."

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So yeah you don't need to tell me twice, I'M LATE ASF! But you guys don't care...right???

But hey I finally finished the book...

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BREAKING NEWS! 4MJClife JUST finished her holiday book, "Coming Home" for good!

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... and It's finally completed. I hope all of you enjoyed it. I sure did enjoy writing it. Yes it's late but Happy Holidays guys!