Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston: The king of pop and The voice

3 months later

Micheal pov
Everyone is going crazy over Whitney and I expecting. It's like our first kid. People want maternity pictures. They want it so much they are willing to pay 25 million dollars. She was taking a nap the kid went with nannies to have fun. They is at the . Bodyguards are with them. The boy want another brother, while the girls wants a girl. While Bobbi K really want a brother. I was asleep. I was making up some songs. I'm thinking about touring and coming back out. I mean I'm going to wait a while. I know Clive is trying to get nippy back and I think she should do it. I heard someone walk down the stairs. I knew it was Whitney humming. Her voice hasn't been hundred percent. I think the last tour damaged her voice bad. I know she hiding something. "Baby you okay?" I ask. "No. Michael I been lying to about something." She said. Her voice is very hoarse. She sat beside me.

Whitney pov
I been hiding the reason why my voice have been going. I made him sit down. I sat across and breath. "I went to get my throats and they discover my nodules in my throats are very damage." I said. Michael look at me. I wanted to cry because I am "the voice" or my voice was all I had.

He put his hand over his face. "God nippy what didn't you tells me." He said. "Micheal I was. I just I didn't know that it would affect my voice as bad." I said. I put my hand over my face trying not to cry.

"Okay what do we need to do?" He ask. "Their is something I can do but they taking about surgery and treatments, but they are so expensive that they would wipe us out." I said. "We are selling Neverland what are talking." He ask. "Michael I don't want to do this." I said.