I Am...Yours (MJ & Beyonce Love Story)

H-Town

Michael's POV

Lisa and I sat in the Detectives's office after that discovery. Lisa held the note in her hand that came with the package. I didn't even want to read it. Janelle walked in with her hand on her forehead. She sighed and sat down in the white chair in front of us. "The test confirmed that it was Tatiana's." I felt myself tremble from my bones to the hairs on my skin. "And the note?" Lisa whispered.

"The note from the box and the note from the blue bag.....both match." "Which means?" Lisa asked. "The same person wrote both notes." I shook my head. "Michael, do you know anywhere safe you and Bey can hide out?" I shrugged. I felt like I was unable to even speak. "I have....I have to ask Bey," I whispered. Janelle nodded. "We're taking you home." I nodded as I stood up. Lisa stood up and we walked out together. We climbed into the back of Janelle's Range Rover and sat quietly. I decided it was best not to tell Bey about the package and just tell her we needed to leave Neverland for a while.

When we arrived at Neverland, I found myself in a daze. Everything was moving so slow. I heard Bey talking as we walked into the house. "Hey Michael," she greeted calmly. She put her finger to her mouth as she pointed to the twins sleeping on the couch. I nodded and looked back at the detectives and Lisa. Bey's pleasant look dropped. "What's wrong," she whispered. I grabbed her hand and led her out to the poolside to tell her. "They found.." I glanced at the ground. "What?" Bey asked louder. Detective Kingston looked at me. I went ahead and told Bey.

"Lisa got a package in the mail and....we found out that it was....an arm."

Bey rolled her eyes. "A human arm Beyonce. And it's Tatiana's. They dismembered her body....and it came with a note saying they're going to send us every piece of Ti's body until we can make a jigsaw puzzle out of her.....and make one out of our children." Bey's eyes widened. "We need you and your family to leave here, Mrs. Jackson," Detective Lauren stated. Bey closed her eyes. "And go where?" "Anywhere but here, ma'am."

Bey nodded slowly. "I gotta....I gotta...find a safe place then." Bey looked up at me. "I was hoping Michael Jr. would be born here, but I guess it's ok." Bey sighed and smiled weakly. "It'll be ok," she whispered. Bey walked back up to the house. I sighed. "Well...we'll get back to you," I whispered. The detectives nodded as they walked off. I stared to the sky. How about I just end it all? How about I just...give it up?

I saw Bey sitting on the bed. She sighed as she looked up at me. "Where should we go?" I asked. Bey sighed. "Away...but I don't wanna leave," Bey announced. I sat down on the bed next to her. "Girl, I don't know what to do. What about Solange?" Bey shrugged. "We can go.....to Houston," Bey whispered. "Texas?" "Stay where?" "My childhood home," Bey added. I sighed. "And have the baby there?" I asked. Bey nodded. "It's the only way I guess." I nodded. "I guess there's nothing else we can do but move." Bey sighed. "It's not fair. I don't want to leave though." I shook my head. "I don't think we actually have a choice anymore." Bey nodded. "When do you leave?"

"Whenever you're ready," I answered.

"Next week I guess," Bey whispered. I nodded and looked at her stomach. "Next week is your birthday" Bey added. I sighed. "Thirty-three......and soon after is our anniversary," I replied. Bey rubbed her stomach. "But at least you've lived another year of your life and we've been married for a year. We have a son on the way." I nodded and held her hand. "Well..I guess we could start packing," I said softly. Bey nodded. "I'll tell everyone," she announced. I shook my head. "We'll make an announcement tomorrow morning."

That next week...

I watched as Bey packed her luggage for the move. Her mother had already taken a flight down to Houston to get the house ready. Nothing seemed to be going right, at the moment. Solange was already packed and in the car. Bey sighed as she zipped up her luggage and stared at the room. "How long?" She whispered. I shrugged. "It could be a few days, few weeks, maybe even a few months," I said. Bey nodded and looked around the house. "It'll be fine. I promise." I took Bey's luggage and we walked downstairs. I put her luggage in the car and we climbed into the other one with Solange.