I walked into the main house trying to catch my breath from my run around Neverland. I walked into the kitchen grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. I cracked it open, taking a few sips. As I did so, Michael waltzed in. As soon as his eyes landed on me, they lit up. "Hi baby," he said, coming over to hug me but I held out my hand to stop him. "I'm sweaty," I said, kissing his cheek as I walked by, "Hi baby."

I leaned on the counter still taking sips of my water. I looked and saw Michael looking at me sideways. "What?" I mumbled. He frowned, walking up to the counter, leaning down so he was across from me. "What?" I repeated.

"You didn't let me hug you because you're "sweaty," he said in quotes, "But I've literally tasted every inch of you." I spit out the water in my mouth, caught off guard by his statement. I looked at him and he was dead serious.

I burst out in laughter, "You are so dirty," I said, taking a lysol wipe trying to clean up the water I spit out. "It's the truth!" he argued. He was telling the truth though. I shook my head playfully, walking over to the trash to throw away the wipes.

He watched me as I did so. I gave him a goofy grin and walked over to him. He stood up straight and I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging into him. "Happy now?" I asked, chuckling in his ear. "Yep," he said.

I pulled away laughing, "Have you heard from Bill or Wes?" I asked. They were keeping up with the whole Aiden and Bre situation. Aiden was still in the hospital, not accepting any visitors at the moment so we haven't been able to get any answers. "Yeah," he nodded, "They're coming over later, said they want to run an idea by us."

I slightly frowned, "About what?" I asked. He shrugged, "I don't know. They didn't tell me," he said. I nodded, "Okay, well, I'm going to jump in the shower."

He nodded, giving me a quick kiss. I smiled and started to walk out of the kitchen heading for the master bathroom.

I walked into the kitchen in search of Michael. He wasn't in the bed when I woke up from the nap we took. I walked in and he wasn't there.

I made my way to his office and as I neared closer, I heard voices that sounded like Wes and Bill. I knocked on the door, pushing it open. I walked in and saw Bill and Wes sitting on the couch Michael had in there. Michael was sitting behind his desk and he smiled at me.

I greeted Bill and Wes giving them each hugs. I walked over to Michael and he pushed out his chair so I could sit on his lap. I sat down wrapping my arm around his neck. "How'd you sleep?" he asked. I opened my mouth to say something but I yawned.

The men all laughed at me. "I took it went well," Michael said, rubbing my back laughing as I laughed, nodding. I turned to look at Bill and Wes, "Any new info?" I asked. They looked at each other and then to me and Michael.

"What?" Michael asked, looking between the two of them. "Um," Bill started, "Yesterday something got delivered to Ashley's house." I looked at Michael and he looked at me. "What was it?" Michael asked.

Wes grabbed something out of his coat pocket and held it out. Michael grabbed my hips, lifting me off his lap so we could go grab it. I grabbed it and flipped it over to read what was written.

It read, "Just because you won the fight the other night doesn't mean the fight is over. Watch your back. Too bad Aiden didn't watch his. Keep an eye out on Michael."

I covered my mouth and passed the notecard to Michael. "So whoever this is, put Aiden in a hospital," I said slowly. "I think so," Wes said. "This is horrible," Michael said and we all looked at him with wide eyes.

"What?" he asked looking around at us, "Why are you all looking at me like that?" I chuckled, "You feel remorse for Aiden? That's not like you," I said. He sucked his teeth at me, "I'm not evil," he said and we all laughed.

"What do we do about this?" I asked and Bill sighed. "Well, they threatened both you and Michael, so Wes and I have hired more security for the both of you. Everywhere the two of you go will have to be notified hours before so we can clear it of any danger and..." he sighed again, "Neither one of you can leave without your security at any time."

"Well, I can't already," Michael said but I sighed. "Great," I mumbled under my breath. There goes my little freedom I have left. "Bill, I'm doing a lot of promo with the release of 'HIStory' in less than a week and a half, I don't know my schedule yet so I'm not sure about the whole clearance thing."

"No, Joker. We're not taking any chances. I'll get in touch with Jim and Sandy so we know exactly where you're headed," Bill said. Michael nodded. That was the difference between me and him. Michael was used to not going anywhere without security detail, but I could at least go shopping and things without mine, so this is going to take time to get used to.

"We need to find out who this person is. I don't like living in fear and having to do shit like this because of some coward ass motherfucker who hides their identity behind wack ass notes threatening me," I said over this whole situation.

"We know Ash, we know," Bill said sympathetically. "That's why we wanted to come talk to you today. We have an idea," he added and I nodded for him to continue. He looked at Michael and Michael gestured for him to continue.

"We need Ashley to go visit Aiden," Bill said and Michael rolled his eyes leaning back against his desk. "What for? He's no help. He stood her up the last time," Michael said looking at his feet. "He got jumped Mike that's why," Wes said and Michael looked at him blankly.

"I thought he wasn't taking any visitors?" I asked looking between Wes and Bill. "He isn't but Wes called and he said you're the only one he'll see," Bill answered. "Of course she is," Michael said, annoyed and flopping down in his chair. "Joker, come on. You were going to let her go to lunch, what's the difference now?" Bill asked.

Michael looked at Bill so annoyed and he opened his mouth to say something smart back but I spoke up before he could, "What if Michael comes with me? I won't go if Michael can't," I said and Michael looked at me dropping his frown, seeming amused with my option. "Do you think he'll talk if he knows Michael is there? Is that wise?" Wes asked.

I shrugged, "I don't know, but we can try. If it doesn't work, then we'll cross the bridge when we get there." I looked around at everyone and they all seemed to be on the same page. "Michael?" I called his name and he looked at me, "What do you say?"

"Yeah, we can try," he said and I nodded, "Okay, so we'll go see him tomorrow," I said and everyone agreed.

We invited Wes and Bill to stay for dinner in which they agreed. After dinner they left, leaving just me and Michael.

"More wine?" I asked Michael as I faced away from him pouring myself some more. "Yeah, please," he said from behind me. I turned around and walked over to him. He slid me his glass and I filled it up again, "Thanks Smiles," he said and I gave him a smile as I put the bottle back in the wine chiller.

I walked back over to him as he sipped his wine watching me. I stood in front of him and he wiggled his eyebrows at me as he still sipped his wine. I laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'm going to take a nice long bubble bath," I said turning to walk away.

"Wait," he said, swallowing his wine, "I'll come." I smiled and held out my hand for him to grab. He smiled and grabbed it, twirling me around making me laugh. He caught me by my waist and gave me a quick kiss.

I laughed and turned around still holding his hand and my wine as I walked us to his room. He kept himself pressed against me as we walked to the room. When we got inside, he closed the door as I went into the bathroom and started running bath water.

I set my wine down on the side of the tub as I poured bubbles into the water. I stood up and walked out of the bathroom, "Wanna join me?" I asked. "I would love to, but I already took a shower while you slept," he said. "Boo," I said as I went into the closet.

I walked out and went into the bathroom, stripping off my clothes. I got into the warm bubble bath and sighed in relaxation. I held my breath dipping my head under water. I came back up slicking all my hair back and opened my eyes to see Michael walking in.

"I thought you already took a shower," I said, grabbing my wine glass and smirking at him. "I did, but I want to be around you," he said smiling at me as he sat down outside of the tub. I smiled at him, "Aw you love me," I said teasing him and he laughed, "I do."

I smiled and sipped some more of my wine. "You look so sexy with your curly hair. You should wear it like that more," he said. "Really?" I asked. He nodded, "Oh yeah." I hummed, "hmm, maybe I will. Just for you," I said, winking at him.

"Are you still thinking about dying your hair?" he asked. "Mm," I mumbled, swallowing my wine, "Yeah, I forgot to tell you. I actually have an appointment with Marina on Saturday to do it." Michael smiled, "You're going to look so good," he said and I laughed. "I'm actually nervous. I never dyed my hair before," I said and he waved me off, "You're going to look even more beautiful. You have nothing to worry about."

I smiled and it went silent for a few seconds. "I think I'm going to do something to my hair," he said and my mouth dropped, "Really!?" I asked in shock. "Yeah, new album, new look," he said, shrugging. "What are you thinking about doing?" I asked. He shrugged again, "I don't know yet. I gotta get with Karen," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"What?" he asked, laughing at me. "Karen, oh my bad, "turkle"- the lady who has the biggest crush on you and secretly wants to have your baby," I said, tilting my head at him. He scoffed, laughing, "She does not!" he exclaimed, still laughing. I gave him a look, "She calls you her boyfriend," I said while sipping my wine.

"She's joking!" he defended as I still sipped my wine. He scooted closer to the tub, "You're jealous," he said, teasing me as he poked my nose. I swatted his hand away, "I'm not," I said looking out the window. "You are," he said, smirking at me. I slowly turned towards him and looked at him, blinking my eyes. He laughed and I looked away from him.

"Seeing you jealous is a turn on," he said, biting his lip at me. "I'm not jealous. She's just obsessed with you and you're the only one who doesn't see it," I said, giving him a tight-lipped smile, "Matter of fact, you welcome it!"

He scoffed at me, "Oh don't even go there," he said laughing, "Don't act like you don't get a crack out of these rappers throwing shots at you on TV." I smiled to myself, "See! Look! You're smiling!" he exclaimed pointing at me.

"Not my fault you're dating the baddest girl in the game," I joked, trying to hide my smile. He gave me a look and I laughed, "I'm not only dating you, I have you. You're mine and you're not going anywhere," he said, scooting closer to me from outside the tub. "Oh really?" I asked as he leaned over the tub. "Mhm," he nodded, leaning close to me.

"Well I have you, You're mine and you're not going anywhere," I said repeating what he said to me. "Good. I'm glad we're on the same page," he said leaning in towards my lips but I placed my hand on his chest stopping him, "That shades Karen," I said and he threw his head back laughing. "You are jealous!" he said through his laughter.

I sipped my wine as his laughter died down. He smiled at me, "Admit it," he said and I pulled my wine glass from my lips, "Are you going to kiss me now?" I asked, ignoring his previous statement. "Admit you're jealous first and I will," he said smirking.

"Why?" I asked. "Because," he said, still smirking. "You just want me to inflate your ego," I said and he shrugged, "You're an asshole," I said laughing, making him laugh too. "Fine, she irks me," I said and he smiled, shaking his head, "She doesn't irk you," he said.

"She does," I said seriously. "Well, that's not what I want you to say. Say, "I'm jealous'," he said. "Fine, I'm jealous," I said and he smiled, giving me a kiss but I didn't kiss him back.

He scoffed, repeatedly kissing me until I kissed him back. He pulled back laughing and I squinted my eyes at him, "Just for that, Saturday night I'm hanging out with Jermaine," I said, turning away from him to hide my laugh. "That's not even funny," he said seriously and I busted up laughing.

He shook his head at me and I dipped under water again to slick my curls back. I came back and saw Michael watching me, "On a serious note," I started as Michael chewed on his bottom lip, "How do you feel about seeing Aiden tomorrow?" Michael sighed, "I guess it's what you have to do. I don't like it, but as long as I can keep an eye on him, I'll muddle through."

"Oh but you wanted me to say I was jealous," I said, raising my eyebrows at him. "No, that's different. You and him have history. Turkle and I will never have anything besides a friendship," he said. "Tell her that," I said while sipping my wine and he gave me a look.

"What about you?" he asked, grabbing my hand. I looked at him confused, "What do you mean?" I asked. "What if he has something to do with everything?" he asked. "Oh-" I said, "I-I don't know," I said, shrugging. I didn't even think about that.

"Well, I'm whooping his ass if he does have something to do with it," Michael said, making me laugh. "Michael, he's already in the hospital," I said laughing. "Do I look like I care? If he is behind this, not only did he threaten me with harm, but you," he said pointing at me, "And I don't play with mine."

I laughed, shaking my head, "Oh my," I said and he laughed. "I'm serious. If he admits to trying to break us up again....it's on sight," he said. "Uh oh, the hood Michael is coming out," I teased. "Hell yeah, people forget where I come from. They read all these headlines and hear my soft voice and think I'm soft...not!" he said.

I laughed, "I love you," I said and he laughed, "I love you too."

A few minutes after, I got out of the bath and put on my pjs as did Michael. We crawled in bed and watched the 'Three Stooges' together before we fell asleep.

"Michael!" I yelled up to him from downstairs. "Yeah?" he called out walking out of the bedroom. "I'll be back in like an hour. I have to meet Cameron to go over some contracts," I said looking up at him. He nodded, "Okay, you'll be back in time before we have to go up to UCLA medical right?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'll be back. I'm hoping it won't even take an hour," I said. "Does Wes know?" he asked. "Devon's meeting me there," I said. "Okay, just making sure," he said, giving me a small smile. I smiled and opened the front door, "I'll see you soon. Love you," I said walking out. "Love you!" he yelled down as he turned to walk away.

I got into my Porsche and started it up. I drove down the road and opened the gate. I turned on the main street, not even noticing there was a car outside of my gate.

"I want to go short Turkle," I said and she whined. "You can't talk me out of it. I've made up my mind," I added. "Maybe we should just cut it shorter first before you do a big chop," she said. "No, I know what I want," I said. "Fine," she mumbled, "How does Ashley feel about this?" she asked.

What does Ashley have to do with me wanting to cut my hair off? "Um, I told her last night I was going to do something to it and she was supportive," I said. "Yeah, but does she know you want to cut all your curls off?" she asked. "No, I want to surprise her like I want to surprise the world," I said looking at my nails.

"I think you better run it by her," she said. "Why are you so worried about Smiles? It's my hair," I said. "I'm not but she always plays in your hair..." she trailed off. Out of all the things she could've noticed about Ashley, that's what she noticed? Weird.

"And?" I questioned. "Okay, fine we'll do it. When do you want to do it?" she asked. "This weekend, before the Sawyer interview," I said. "Saturday?" she asked. "Yeah, let's do saturday. Smiles is getting her hair done Saturday too," I said. "Cute," she said and I smiled to myself.

"My boyfriend is going to look so different," Karen joked. I stayed quiet thinking about what Ashley said last night about how Karen is obsessed with me and now that's all I've thought about while on the phone with her. Maybe I should have Janet do my hair. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Janet will do my hair but Karen can be there.

I heard the doorbell ring, "uh, Turkle I gotta go. Someone's here," I said. "Okay, see you Saturday," she said. "Yep. Bye," I said, hanging up. I put the phone back on the bed and stood up making my way towards the front door.

I opened the door, expecting to see Ashley because she always forgets stuff. As the door swung open and I saw who it was, my heart skipped a few beats and not in a good way.

I stared at the person at the door, "Hi Michael. Long time no see right?" she said. I stood frozen not knowing what to say or do. "Noelle? Wha-what are you doing here?" I asked, finally finding my voice.

She smiled at me, "I'm here to see you," she said. "Why?" I shot back. "Make amends," she said, looking at me sadly. "Can you let me in?" she asked. I frowned in confusion. I couldn't understand why she would want to make amends over 6 years later. And I don't even want to. I moved on, a long time ago.

"How'd you know where I was?" I asked, still not letting her in. She looked at me not knowing what to say, "Lucky guess? I'm in fashion now and I worked with your new girlfriend, but I don't think she knew who I was," she said with a chuckle.

"Ashley," I said sternly. "What?" she asked. "Her name is Ashley," I said looking at her as I folded my arms. "Right, right!" she said with a smile, "She's a pretty girl. You seem happy," she added.

"I am. I'm very happy," I said, "With her," I added wanting her to know that whatever she was trying to do wouldn't work. She nodded, "Good for you guys," she said with a fake smile.

"So, why are you here again?" I asked. "Can I explain inside? This isn't really the space for it," she said, gesturing around. I looked at her, trying to read what she was up to. Something about this felt all wrong.