CHAPTER 99

Demi's POV

"This is the Los Angeles Police Department."

        I felt my stomach drop and Nick's brow furrowed as he took in my horrified expression. "Yes this is she." I nearly whispered. "Are you the legal guardian of.... Mackenzie Rivera?" I closed my eyes, "Yes, I'm her adoptive mother." Nick tensed,"We regret to inform you that Mr. Michael Rivera is going to pass away." I nearly dropped the phone, "What?" "He had a psuedopopthyroidactic episode after inmates had attacked him when they found out what he is in jail for." He's in critical condition, but conscious... the doctors have confirmed he will pass on in a couple of days. Mr. Rivera has requested to be put out of his pain as soon as possible however...." I listened to all of this silently, "What?" the woman sighed, "His last request before they inject him is to see his daughter one last time." This time, I did drop the phone. "What happened?" Nick hissed as I pick it up. I waved him off and pressed the phone to my ear again, "Why the hell would he want that?" The lady sighed, "I don't now ma'am I'm just supposed to tell you. We need your answer first thing in the morning." I ran a hand through my tousled hair, "Thanks. I'll call you."

          Once I hung up the phone I turned to Nick who was already anxious as he rubbed his hands up and down my arms trying to calm me. "What happened?" I shook my head, "Mac's father.... He's dying and wants to see her." Nick's brow furrowed, "What are you going to do?" I sighed, "I have to ask Mac, I can't make that decision for her. Because if I do...she'll hate me forever." Nick shook his head, "She wouldn't hate you, but let's go ask her."

Nick and I walked into the living area and sat on the couch. Mac glanced at us and pulled her legs in so she was curled into a ball, sensing something's wrong. "Hi." She said in a small voice. "Hi baby." I murmured, but looked at my hands. "What's wrong?" I looked up at her confused face, "You know how sometimes people get sick?" She nodded, "Well sometimes people don't get better... and they leave us." Mac nodded again, "They die." I sighed, "Yeah babygirl, they die." I didn't tell her they go to a better place because I hope that son of bitch rots in hell, but that might be a little harsh... "Mac, you're father is really sick... He's going to leave us soon, but he wants to see you again." Mac's face looked terrified, "My daddy wants me?" She whimpered, her lower lip beginning to quiver. I nodded, and she burst into tears, "I'm sorry! Do't take me back mommy please! I wanna stay with you." She blubbered. My heart dropped and I moved next to her, pulling my begging daughter onto my lap. "Shhh babygirl." I murmured, rubbing her back consolingly. "You don't understand-" "I'm sorry momma, I'm sorry don't send me back. I'll be good! I promise!" I shook my head, "I'm not sending you anywhere baby. I'm never letting you go. Your dad just wants to see you before he leaves, then you'll come home with me." Mac continued to cry and whimper no matter what I said. "Mackenzie Don't cry. It's okay, you don't have to talk to him. you don't have to see him at all." She began to breath shallower and faster, pushing away from me as she gasped, "Can't. Breathe. Mommy help!" I grabbed her wrists and put her hands on my cheeks, staring into her warm brown eyes, "Listen to me. You need to calm down. Breathe." She nodded, staring at me with wide eyes, but still hyperventilating. "No baby." I pulled her close to me and took slow deliberate breaths. "Now in... and out... good girl." After a few minutes, her breathing was back to normal and she stopped shaking. "Don't cry Mac, you're not getting sent back. I promise." She nodded and burrowed her face into my jacket. "Okay, I'll tell them you don't wanna see him." I reached for her phone but saw Mac bite her lip, "Do you want to see him?" I asked, she shrugged and looked down. "You know what? It's late, let's go to bed. We'll be in California tomorrow and you can tell me then." She nodded as I picked her up and walked over to the bunkbeds. I tucked her in and kissed her forehead, "Goodnight princess." I smiled when she yawned cutely, "Stay with me mama?" I stroked her cheek lovingly, "I can't tonight, but I'll be right in the other room if you need me, i promise." She nodded and snuggled into the sheets, "I love you mama." She whispered. I nodded, "Always."

          Once I'd put Mac down I walked over to Nick and collapsed onto his lap. "Holy shit." He nodded, "Holy shit indeed." I smiled and kissed his chin, "Have I ever told you that I love you?" He shrugged, "Maybe once or twice..." I sat up ad hung my arms around his neck, "I." Kiss. "Love." Kiss. "You." I finished it off by keeping my lips pressed against his and swiping my tongue along his bottom lip. Nick immediately allowed me access His hands moved down to my ass, and squeezed it, causing me to grind down on him. "Mmm." He moaned against my lips, which pulled up into a smirk. His mouth moved to me neck and nipped at the sensitive skin there. I tilted my head back and groaned "Yess Nick." Suddenly, I heard a giggle from behind us, Mac. I shot off of Nick's lap as he tried to hide his growing hard-on. "M-Mackenzie... What are you doing out of bed?" She giggled, again and held something up, "You forgot your phone mama." I rolled my eyes and took the phone, "OKay babygirl, let's get you back to bed."

         The next morning I woke up laying against Nick's chest on the couch. As I moved off, his eyes opened and his hold on me tightened. "Nick, we gotta get up we have a flight in two hours." He closed his eyes and settled back on the couch. "Nickkkk." I whined, and pushed against his chest. "Five more minutes." I sighed and leaned my head on my hand then poked his cheek. "Get up." He blew air into my face making me nose wrinkle. "No." I squeezed his cheeks together and giggled, "Nick.. Nick.. Nick... Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Ni-" "Alright!" He hissed and playfully shoved me off of him, "I'm up." I giggled and got off the couch, walking over to where Mac was sleeping."Babygirl?" She opened her eyes instantly and squinted at me, "What." I smiled, "Time to get up." She rolled over, "No." I sighed, "Come on baby, up!" She turned over and pouted at me, "Cuddle." I shook my head and looked away from her pleading eyes, "Nope, up. Now." "Moommmmmmyyy." I glanced down and groaned at her adorable puppy dog face, "Fine." Mac giggled and moved over as I climbed into the bed, then snuggled up to me. I jumped as her cold fingers pressed against the bare skin of my stomach. She nuzzled her head into the crook of my neck and sighed happily. After a few minutes, she spoke. "Mama?" I turned my head to look at her, "What's up babygirl?" She wore a timid expression. "I wanna go see him." My mouth fell open, "Are you sure?" She nodded, "C. an you come with me?" I smiled, "Of course baby." She looked down, "Will he hurt me?" Without hesitating, I answered, "Absolutely not. I won't let him. PLus, there will be a lot of people there to protect you." Mac nodded thoughtfully, "When?" I shrugged, "He's leaving us soon, so probably tomorrow." Her face went white, "Hey." I pulled her onto my chest and kissed her nose, "You know you don't always have to be brave, it's okay to be scared." Mac looked up, "But you're never scared of anything." I sighed, "I'm scared of a lot of things babygirl." She cocked her head, "Like what?" "Well, I'm scared of losing you, or you getting hurt. I'm scared of spiders, I'm scared of bad people, I'm scared of losing Nick, I'm scared of losing my fans... I'm scared of a lot of things." Mac looked at me thoughtfully, "But you're always brave." I nodded, "It's my job to be." She opened her mouth to say something but at that moment, Nick walked in. "What? Not fair Demi. Get up!" I groaned and sat up with Mac, "Okay Jerry. I'm up." (A/N; Jerry is Nick's middle name and a nickname Demi used to call him.) He snorted, "Demetria I'm serious." As he turned around I stuck my tongue out and my middle finger up.

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         Mac fidgeted nervously in the seat on the airplane. We had been instructed to go straight to the hospital from the airport. I grabbed her waist and pulled her onto my lap. She didn't hesitate in wrapping her arms and legs around me, "I love you babygirl. it's gonna be okay." She nodded and sniffled, "I'm still going home with you right?" I pulled back and looked down at her, "Is that what you've been worried about this entire time?" She nodded, her lower lip quivering. "Okay look, you are my daughter. Not ma adopted daughter, my daughter. I love you more than anything else in the world. I promise you are never leaving me. Okay?" She sighed, "I'm sorry." I scowled, "Stop saying sorry, it's not your fault at all." Mac glanced up at me, "Sorry."

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