So I've been really bummed out since last week when I found out Janet cancelled all European shows, I was supposed to see her in Switzerland in about two weeks, and that's why this took me so long.

It's been a really busy time as it is, with my art project and all, but I had no inspiration since I was feeling down, so please understand if this bonus chapter is a bit lousy.

And, yes, this is the very last chapter of this entire fanfic.

I hope you enjoyed this journey with me, and the characters. I love each and every one of my readers, and I wanted to thank you again for taking your time to read this story. ❤️

~ShoamEmily

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25th of December, 2007
Brooklyn is 41, Michael is 49

Brooklyn: "Mommy, wake up." I heard someone whisper.

I blinked my eyes open, seeing Blanket looking at me.

Michael's arm was around me as he slept. I remembered last night, and blushed when I realized why we were both naked.

"What is it, honey?" I asked fast, tightening the covers so my bare chest wouldn't show.

"Paris said to wake you up because we want breakfast."

"Alright, I'll come down soon."

"Okay, mommy. Merry Christmas." he kissed my cheek.

"Merry Christmas, baby." I smiled.

When he left, I let out a sigh. We definitely need to start telling them not to come into our room anymore.

I smiled at my husband, deciding to let him sleep a bit more.

It's been a few crazy years, since another set of allegations came out. We only got back to the states a couple of months ago, after we took the kids on a very long trip around the world.

It was good; we all got to escape the madness for a while. We needed that, to be just us.

"Where you goin'?" Michael asked sleepily as I got out of bed.

"The kids want breakfast. Go back to sleep, Mike. I'll wake you up when it's time to eat." I answered, going into our closet room.

I pulled on a pair of jeans and a random shirt, then went back to the bedroom.

"Babe..." Michael groaned when I reached the door so I could leave. "I think you forgot something."

I saw that his lips were puckered as his eyes were still closed.

I snickered, coming over to him. I attached our lips for a few moments.

"I gotta make breakfast. The kids are hungry." I mumbled.

He frowned, "If you have to."

Before I turned to the door, he pulled me into another kiss.

"Mommy!" Kamron's voice was heard. "We're hungry!"

Michael groaned into my mouth, but didn't let me go. "The kids need to be more patient... Mommy and daddy are busy..."

"Mike, I need to make breakfast-" I started saying, but he already dragged me by my hips so I'd be on top of him.

We've been a little too sexually active with each other lately. When we were traveling, the kids would sometimes spend a day with the nanny while we were in bed, in a separate hotel room.

The last time we were this lively with each other was back when we got married. We couldn't get enough of each other's bodies for the first year of our marriage.

I felt his boner through our thick covers and moaned loudly.

Pull yourself together, Brooklyn, you have four hungry kids downstairs.

"Seriously, Michael. I need to go."

"What am I supposed to do with this now?" Michael sighed and pointed at his bulging crotch that I was still on top of.

"I'll take care of it later tonight, but you can do it yourself now." I told him, standing up.

Before he could try anything else, I left the bedroom.

~

Michael: After taking care of the situation Brooklyn left me in, I skipped into the shower, then joined my family to a very nice Christmas breakfast.

We all finished eating soon, and went to open presents.

"What's this?" Brooke asked, picking up the present that I had wrapped up for her. She started opening it, but then I remembered what was inside.

Something for her to feel sexy in, and something for me to enjoy taking off of her later...

"Babe!" I called. She looked at me, confused. "Open it later tonight."

It took her a minute to understand, and when she did, her cheeks flushed red.

My wife shook her head, "You just won't stop, huh?"

"I won't stop 'till I get enough..." I winked.

She rolled her eyes while snickering.

I heard Prince laugh. "That was actually a good one, dad."

He gave me a high five, then got back to opening presents.

"Daddy, mommy and me made you something." Blanket handed me a gift as he sat on my lap.

"It was mostly Blanket who made it. I just helped." Brooke said.

"Let's see what's in here-" I started unwrapping my present, but the ringing phone in my pocket stopped me. "Hold on, Blanket."

I took my phone out. I felt my eyebrows furrow when I saw Frank's name on the screen.

"Who's calling on Christmas morning?" Brooklyn asked.

"Frank, apparently... You don't mind if I talk to him real quick, right?"

"Ask the kids."

"I promise to be right back. Okay?" I looked at my four children.

They nodded, and I gave Blanket a kiss on his forehead before going to talk to Frank in the kitchen.

"Merry Christmas to you, too." I smiled after pressing the phone to my ear.

"I have news." Frank mumbled.

"And it can't wait for tonight? I'm in the middle of opening presents with my family."

"I promised I'd call you right away. The label rang, and apparently your fans remembered that not too long ago a certain album of yours turned 25..."

"It's just an album." I said, wanting to get back to my family.

"It's not 'just an album', Mike. It's the best selling album of all time, and people are demanding a 25th anniversary celebration. The label got hyped too, they want you to release a special edition in a few months." my manager told me.

"I'll think about it. What is there to renew? I mean, except for songs that didn't make the actual album..."

"But promise me you will."

"I promise, Frank. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Mike."

I hung up and left my phone in the kitchen so we'd have no more interruptions.

~

"No, mommy, stop!" Paris squealed when Brooke threw another water balloon her way.

It was a rather hot December this year, so having a water balloon fight seemed like the best solution to pass the rest of Christmas.

Paris, Blanket, and I on one team, while Brooke, Kamron, and Prince on the other.

My wife and I also made a bet that if my team wins, I'm in charge in bed tonight. But if her team wins, she's in charge.

On the other hand, I promised my two sons that if they and their mother win, I'll be brutally pushed into the pool.

I laughed as a balloon hit Paris, soaking her entire hair.

Brooklyn was cracking up as well. I've missed seeing her so alive.

The allegations affected mostly me and my health, but the emotional state that I was in was a living hell for my wife. She was always there, letting me get mad, frustrated, sad, at her.

So seeing her smile and having fun like we used to was heart warming. She never looked so beautiful.

Suddenly, I felt a balloon hitting my face. When I wiped the water off, I saw Brooke laughing harder than she already was.

"We win!" Prince and Kamron said together, and ran to hug their mother.

My wife had a victorious smile on as she hugged them tighter.

I just stood along with Paris and Blanket as the three of us were soaked.

I knew the kids were probably bummed out only because they lost, but for me it meant that Brooke will be able to do anything she wants with my body tonight.

"Daddy, you said that if we win we get to push you inside the pool." Kamron said.

"I don't remember ever saying such a thing!" I protested.

"You promised them, Mike." Brooke smirked.

I rolled my eyes at her. She's only happy because she gets to be in charge tonight.

"Fine." I huffed, and was led by my kids to the edge of the pool.

~

Brooklyn: "I've never felt so young." Michael said as I rolled off of him.

It was late at night, and the children were fast asleep in their bedrooms.

"What are you talking about? You're not even old, Mike." I snickered, finding the new lace panties and bra he gave me today.

"I'm 49. That's old." he pulled on his briefs as well.

I rolled my eyes, "You never told me what Frank wanted today."

"Oh, it's nothing. Just another reminder of how old I'm actually getting. Can you believe I released 'Thriller' 25 years ago?" my husband sighed.

"Now I get it. Fans are probably asking for a 25th anniversary celebration, right?"

"Yeah... I don't think I'll go with it. What could I add to that album? I've done it all."

"You can release new songs that didn't make the album... You have tons of them." I suggested, rubbing his chest gently.

"I don't know. I'm not up for it at all. I just started relaxing, I can't release an album so soon." he sighed.

"Go though your old songs, see what you can find... Who knows what tracks would come back to you, Mike."

"I guess I could do that. I wrote some great love songs at the time. Most of them were about how much I wanted you," Michael smiled. "Gosh, I remember the days I didn't know I had feelings for you..."

I giggled, "I'd love to hear those love songs if you find them."

He kissed me deeply, making me moan.

"Can I be in charge for this round?" he asked as he climbed on top of my body.

I gave him a look. I won tonight fair and square. He wishes.

"Nice try, Mike, but you know damn well that I won. Face it, you just don't run as fast as you used to... We totally beat you today." I pushed him off gently.

"I thought you said I'm not old." he frowned.

"But you kind of are." I bit my lip as I kissed him again.

Slowly, I climbed on top of him while we still kissed. "One thing that does get better with age is the sex. You're a beast, Mike..."

I saw the redness of his cheeks, but once I took off my bra, it disappeared and only lust was shown in his eyes.

~

2nd of February, 2008
Brooklyn is 42, Michael is 49

Michael: After over a month of Frank trying to convince me to do the 25th celebration for 'Thriller', I agreed.

We've contacted every recent artist to help us make new versions and remixes of the original songs on the album.

I did take my wife's advice to see if there were any songs that I left out of it that I would like.

And I found the perfect song to dedicate to her and my children. It's called 'For All Time', and it expresses how I feel about my wife and children in the most perfect way.

"So, what do you think?" I asked my family, unsure of what would be their reaction.

"It was beautiful, daddy!" Paris grinned.

"Thanks, baby girl. It's just for you guys. I'm dedicating it for all of you."

The boys were a little shy to admit they liked it, but I could tell that they did. They complimented me and thanked me.

I looked at Brooke who had tears in her eyes. I asked the kids to leave us alone for a few minutes, and soon enough, she was crying in my arms.

"What did I tell you, huh? I knew you'd find something. That- that was so amazing, Michael." Brooklyn said in between sobs.

"You were right. And that song, it brought back so many memories. I wrote it about our relationship... How much I was grateful to have you in my life, and I wanted it to last forever." I kissed her deeply.

She giggled, kissing me back.

"I love you so much, Michael."

"I love you, too, my beautiful Brooklyn. For all time."