~Michael's POV~
-years later-
It's now the year 1990, Jada and I are married, and my little girls just recently turned 13! I can't believe it! They're growing up so fast! It feels like just yesterday when they were newborns and I was cradling them in my arms at the hospital! I can't believe they're teenagers already! Before I know it, they'll have boyfriends and they'll be going out on dates and stuff. I wish they didn't have to grow so fast. I miss them being Daddy's little girls.

As for my career, Bad was a big success and now I'm working on a new album called Dangerous. I can't wait to release this one! I hope my fans love it! Jada has been doing well with her career too. She's had a few hits and she loves performing and recording just as much as I do.

Today, I'm just at the studio, working on my album and my bodyguard, Bill, comes in.

"Um, Mr. Jackson?" He mutters.

"What is it, Bill?" I ask and he sighs.

"I just got notified about a situation that's includes the Chandlers." He mumbles and I nod.

"Mhm, and what is it?" I ask.

"Uh, Mr. Chandler has contacted the police about you and wants you to go to jail for something he believes you've done." He mumbles and my eyes widen in surprise.

"And what is it that I've done that makes him want me arrested?" I ask in shock and Bill nervously clears his throat.

"He believes that you've sexually assaulted and molested his son, Jordan, sir." He mumbles and my heart drops and anger boils inside of me.

"WHAT?!?!" I scream as tears immediately start streaming down my face and Bill flinches.

"I'm sorry, sir. I know you wouldn't do such a thing but he believes you did and he wants you arrested." He mutters and I fall to my knees while crying my eyes out.

"I'm innocent! Bill, I'm innocent! Why would he accuse me of such a thing?! WHY?!" I scream.

"I-I don't know." He mumbles.

"Get Jada on the phone." I whisper and he nods.

He dials her number and hands me the phone. It rings a few times and she picks up.

"Hello?" Her soft voice asks.

"Jada. I'm innocent. Believe me, baby girl. I'm innocent." I sob into the phone.

"Wait, Michael. What are you talking about? Why are you crying? What's wrong?" She asks frantically and I can't answer because I'm crying and sobbing so much.

"Put Bill on." She says and I do so.

I lay on the floor, covering my eyes as I cry hard and I hear Bill talking to Jada.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Jackson but your husband has been accused of sexual assault and molestation. Mr. Chandler believes that Mr. Jackson has done all this to Jordan." I hear Bill say and I can here Jada scream that all the things Evan believes is bullshit and that I'm innocent.

Eventually, he hangs up and looks at me sympathetically as I just lay on the floor, a sobbing mess.

~Jada's POV~
I can't believe that Evan actually thinks all that shit is true! I know my husband and I know that he would never do that to a child!

I walk to the recording studio we have in Neverland and decide to sing like I do when I'm upset.

I press record and just start singing whatever comes to me.

"Hands, put your empty hands in mine. And scars, show me all the scars you hide." I sing into the microphone.

I eventually finish singing and I listen to the recording. I'm actually satisfied with it and decide to call it Stand By You (A/N: yes, it's the song Stand By You by Rachel Platten.). Every lyric in this song is about Michael and it reflects the fact that I'll stand by him through everything and help him fight back.

-3 hours later-
I'm sitting on the couch and I hear the door unlock and open then shut. I get up and walk to the doorway and see Michael standing there with tears streaming down his face. I immediately run to his and pull him into my embrace as he continues to cry.

"I'm innocent, Jada. Why would he do this to me? I didn't do anything sexual to Jordan. I'd never do that to a child! Why does the world hate me?" He sobs and I rub his back.

"I know you're innocent and the world does not hate you. Evan Chandler is an idiot for saying that you did those sick things! I know, and your family and friends know that you're innocent and we're all gonna support you all the way through this. Come with me. I have something I wanna play for you." I say and he nods, following me into the little studio.

I press play and my new song comes on, causing a smile to creep onto Michael's face even though he's still crying.

After the recording is over, Michael says nothing and just hugs me tightly.

"I love you, Jada." He whispers.

"I love you, too. And I'm gonna stand by you through everything." I say and he nods.

"Thank you." He whispers.

"Come on. Let's go get you some supper." I say.

"I'm not hungry." He mumbles and I nod.

"Let's go see the girls. I'm sure they've missed you." I say and he nods.

"I need to clean my face first." He says.

He cleans his face in the bathroom and I take him upstairs to the girls' room and the both run to him and hug him.

"We love you, Dad." Jedell smiles up at him and he weakly smiles back.

"I love you too, girls." He whispers and I join in the group hug.

My poor baby. I'm gonna kill Evan Chandler the next time I see him!

"Come on, let's go downstairs for supper." I say and everyone goes downstairs.

We start eating what the cook has prepared for us but Michael just silently stares at his food, not eating a single bite.

"Michael, please eat. You need to eat something." I say and he shakes his head.

"I'm not hungry." He whispers and I sigh.

"Michael, please?" I whisper.

He doesn't say anything. He just gets up and leaves the table.

"What was that about, Mom?" Rylee asks and I shake my head.

"Nothing. Your father is just going through a lot of stress right now." I sigh.

"We understand." Jedell smiles sympathetically.

"I'll be right back." I say and they nod as I leave to go find Michael.

~Rylee's POV~
"I feel so bad for Dad! He shouldn't have to go through all of this! Don't they know that he's innocent?!" I groan and Jedell sighs.

"Well we know that but I don't think they do because they don't understand and know Dad like we do. We've spent our whole lives with him and we've gotten to know him personally. They haven't." She says and I nod with my head down.

"I just wish-" I'm cut off with the sounds of shattering glass and noises coming from upstairs.

My eyes widen and Jedell and I run upstairs quickly to see what's going on.

We go into one of the rooms and see Dad breaking and smashing everything in sight as tears stream down his face. He looks angry, depressed, shocked, and scared all at the same time. Jedell and I just stare at him, shocked, as he throws plenty of worthy things at the wall while screaming gibberish and Mom tries to calm him down.

Mom looks our way and sees us.

"Go! I don't want you girls to see your father this way and I'm sure he doesn't want you to either! Go, now!" She shouts and we bolt downstairs, into the living room.

"Oh my gosh. I've never seen Dad that way before!" Jedell whispers while I just sit on the couch, speechless and shocked by what I've just witnessed.

I start to feel tears run down my cheeks because I'm crying for my father. I feel sooo bad for him. He doesn't deserve to be labeled as what they say he is.

-4 hours later-
I get ready for bed and go into Jedell's room and see her just sitting on her bed.

"Hey. I think we should pray for Daddy." I say and she nods.

We get on our knees by the bed and put our hands together to pray.

"Heavenly father, we pray that you please help Dad with this whole trial thing and make him feel better. Please, make this world know the truth about him. Make them know that he's the most amazing human being and a very sweet, loving, man who would never hurt anyone, ever. He's truly the best person on this planet and we feel so blessed to have him here. Please, let him have a good night's rest. Thank you, amen." I pray and we open our eyes once I finish.

Jedell and I join in a hug and we hear the door creak, causing us to look in that direction. We see Dad smile weakly at us and start to walk over to us.

We get up and give him a big hug.

"Thank you girls for that prayer. I heard it all. I really don't know what I'd do without you girls. I love you both so much and I'm so sorry you had to witness the events that happened earlier." He whispers and we nod.

"It's okay, Dad. We both love you more than you can ever imagine and we're so lucky to have you as our father." I say and he smiles.

"Thank you, Rylee." He whispers.

"You both are such beautiful girls. You definitely get your looks from your mother." He chuckles and I roll my eyes.

"I hate that I'm the only one in this little family that has blonde hair! I want dark hair like you, Mom, and Jedell!" I groan and he chuckles a little.

"You see, Ry. That's what makes you so special. You have beautiful blue eyes and gorgeous blonde curls and I admire that so much. The differences you have makes your beauty unique. You're a beautiful girl, Rylee." He says and I smile.

"Thank you, Dad." I giggle and he smiles and winks at me.

That's the first real smile he's smiled since he found out about the trials.

"Now, let's get you girls to sleep. Good night, Jedell. Good night, Rylee." He whispers as he leaves.

"Good night, Dad." We both say.

I leave and go to my room, and lay on my bed.

I can't help but cry myself to sleep just thinking about the stress the world is causing my amazing father.

I'm gonna stand by him, no matter what.