The paramedics came and treated Michael. The hooked
up an IV and put Michael on the gurney. "We are taking
him to Hollywood Prespterian hospital." "Okay! I'll follow
in my car." Michael didn't want to let go. "Ju...liette..
I...lo...p... you... ssst...aayy......" Michael held her
hand tight. "I'm coming with you. In my car. She made
motion to indicate driving her car. "I love you Michael."
Leaning over to kiss him. She smiled softly at him.
The paramedics thought okay whatever but hurried him
to the ambulance. They left with sirens blaring. The
police said they'd have to report to the state depart-
ment. "Do what you have to but if they try to hurt him
or make him stay in the LAX airport terminal again. I
will file charges against the government for unlawful
detainment, and violation of human civil rights and I
will win. I've already contacted a lawyer yesterday on
his behalf just in case!" Juliette sped away after the
ambulance.
HOLLYWOOD PRESBATERIAN HOSPITAL......
The doctors in the emergency room worked on Michael
to save him. The cut was bad. It nicked his gall bladder
and spleen but they were able to repair both with little
recurring damage or medical issues. The scar on him would
be only two inches long and with time shrink more. They
did it in suck a way that it would be a thin line and
nothing more.
Juliette was walking back and forth in the waiting room.
She was scared and nervous. The doctor came out to her.
"Michael Jackson?" "Me! That's me! How is he?" "I'm
Doctor Cavanah. Michael came through well. He'll mend
just fine and can go home in two days. He's lucky you
found him and cared for him." "Thank god. Can I see him?"
"Oh, yes. Yes. He's in room 4209 on the forth floor."
"Thank you." Juliette raced up the elevator to the room.
She wanted to be with Michael.
ROOM 4209...
Juliette hurried in. Michael laid in bed he was still
asleep from the surgery. Juliette leaned over and kissed
him. Then she sat next to him and took his hand resting
her head on his chest. Closing her own eyes, Juliette
fell fast asleep.
Michael woke to a weight on his chest. Fearful at first
seeing he was in a hospital somewhere. His eyes darted
around the room, then they came to rest on the head of
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MJ Fantasy Who Needs Words When A Heart Knows Love?
FanfictionLost and alone in a foreign land. Doesn't speak the language, no one understands him. His sick mother worries for him in their war torn homeland.....what's Michael to do? Who will save him? Help him? Won't anyone try to lend a helping hand?
