I held his hand firmly in mine. I couldn't believe that Michael had to go through these terrible allegations on top of everything that had happened to him in the last months.

I was at Neverland again, and even though I knew how happy Michael was to have me here, there was this constant anxiety and sadness surrounding him. Today wouldn't be a better day either. Today they would have to investigate on him.

We walked downstairs to the living room, but before we went in there, I stopped him, looking up into his eyes. I could always tell how he felt just by looking into his eyes. Now, he didn't look sad, not angry...but afraid.

"Michael" I let out in a whisper and stroked his arm. "There's no need for you to be scared. You are innocent, they can't put you...in jail."

Michael looked down and closed his eyes. Then he took a deep breath and swallowed.

"I hope. " He just said. "I just can't believe they put me through this. After all that's happened" He started to get choked up, so I quickly wrapped my arms around him.

"You will get through it just like you've done with everything else. And I'm right here, ok? I won't budge from your side" I said and stroked over his head. We stood there for a moment like that, just holding each other and I comforted him.

"Are you ready to go in? Get it over with?" I said. I knew he dreaded this, he had told me about it the day before. They would have to take pictures of his body, so they could compare it to what the boy whose family accused Michael had described. It wasn't going to match, of course it wouldn't. But Michael had to go through this.

"I am not ready" Michael said and bit his lip, trying to fight against his anxiety. "Taking off all my clothes in front of strangers who think I am this terrible person? Gosh no" he shook his head and sat down on the stairs.

"Shhh...they don't think that, they just need to do their job ok?" I stroked his back. I understood his fear, I knew exactly what went on in his head and I nearly couldn't endure to see him like this. I didn't want him to go through it....but I couldn't help him out He would have to recover from this experience again, and it would take time, just like the thing with Lisa.

Michael suddenly stood up, straightening his shirt. "Alright, I'm just going to go now I guess..." He sighted and we went into the living room. Michael greeted the two police officers and a doctor who had already waited there.

"Mister Jackson, please stand in the middle right here" One of the police officers said. Michael slowly walked to his assigned spot. He took off his shirt, then looked at the men.

"Sir, please take your pants off as well" The detective said and cleared his throat. Michael looked at me, I could tell he was getting more nervous. I just nodded at him, I knew he had no other chance. He kept looking at me while he slipped out of his pants, under which he wore a swimsuit.

"Please Sir, you'll have to take it off. First we need to check whether you are circumcised or not."

"I am no circumcised" Michael said. "It's not true, just like none of these allegations are true" he brought out desperately.

"We have to check Sir, we can't know if it's true what you say"

"It is true!" I interrupted them. I surprised myself, I didn't plan on saying anything, but I just couldn't stand seeing him like this. "He's telling the truth, please just...believe him. Don't do this to him"

But they didn't answer me, they didn't even look in my direction.

"Would you please take it off now Mr. Jackson" The police officer said once again, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Michael shook his head and let out a sight. Then, while staring in to my eyes, he pulled the swimsuit down. Under the swimsuit he wore boxers.

"You'll have to take it off, Sir" The police officer said firmly. I couldn't take this any longer.

"I can't believe this, there has to be another way! He doesn't want to do this CLEARLY!" I yelled at the men. Now they were looking at me.

"Young lady" One of the police officers chuckled. "First of all, we have no choice, we are doing our job. And second of all, it is none of your business."

"This IS my business This is my boy fr – Michael is my FRIEND." Damn, I had nearly told them that Michael and I were together. But luckily their attention wasn't on me at all anymore and they turned back to Michael.

"Sir, please, we have no choice." They simply repeated and a monotone voice, showing no empathy at all. Michael's eyes were watery and he nearly whispered. "Please don't make me do this...this is terrible, don't make me"

The police officer didn't answer. Michael bit his lips and stared at the ceiling, then slipped off the boxers. From there on it all went by quickly.

"Is the subject uncircumcised" The police officer asked and everyone stepped closer. "Oh my god" Michael whimpered, he looked dizzy.

"Well" The doctor finally said. "The subject is clearly not circumcised". Michael was just about to step away, but the police officer grabbed his arm. "We are not done" He nodded to his colleague. "We have to take photographs"

"No, I don't want that" Michael tried to pull away, but the police officer held him by both his arms. I covered my mouth with my hands not to cry out loud.

"Don't handle him like that!" I walked over to Michael. "Let his arms, don't touch him, please" I said in a whimper.

Surprisingly, the police officer stepped away. "We simply don't want him to leave before the photos are done."

"You're nearly done Michael" I said and looked into his eyes. I could tell he was trying hard to keep himself pulled together. I tried to smile a little to make him feel better and mouthed "I love you"

Then they took photos of Michael's whole body and as they were finished I quickly handed him a bathrobe that he gladly put on. Then we left with no words. We went into Michael's bedroom and he locked the door, then laid down on the bed and covered himself with the blanket. I laid beside him and also snuck under the covers.

"You did it Michael, you'll never have to do this again" I said and laid my head on his chest, wrapping my arm around his body. I could hear his heartbeat going so fast and after some times his breaths slowed down.

"Are you ok?" I asked and pulled the cover from his head, so he wouldn't get too hot under there.

"Yah...I guess." He said and turned his head towards me. "Susan...thank you so much" He said and kissed me gently.

"You're welcome, I'd do anything I can for you baby" I said and held his face in my hands. He smiled a little.

"You know, I heard you nearly told them you were my girlfriend" He even chuckled a little and stroked my hair out of my face. "But I don't want you to have to go through the stress of everybody knowing that. You know, they would stalk you, follow you, everything imaginable. But...if you tell me you are ok with it...I would love to tell the world you are my girl. I just though you didn't need all that craziness."

I lifted my head and stared at him lovingly. "Well...I'll have to think about that. For now, I just want to be here with you"

Chapter End Notes:

Just so you know, this chapter was pretty close to what really happened, taken from J.R.Taraborells Michael biography (of course minus Susan)