Author's Note: Okay, this is the very last chapter. I have really enjoyed writing Sophie and Michael's story. I hope you like the official ending of the story; I've been thinking of this for a while now. Please review, I really would appreciate it. Thank you.

If you enter this world knowing you are loved, then you leave this world knowing the same, and everything that happens in between can be dealt with. ~Michael Jackson

Smile

Epilogue: Brave

July 2075(Sophie is 94)

Blanket, Paris, and Prince Jackson walked down the hospital hallway to see Sophie; they had kids and spouses of their own following behind.

Blanket walked in the room and hugged his old mother who was withering away in the hospital bed.

"Prince Michael," Sophie's old voice whispered, "You're looking more like your father every day. Very Handsome."

"Mom, you're looking better every day," he lied to his mom, mainly to reassure himself that she wasn't dying, but he knew she was.

Talking about Michael brought a very familiar hurt back to Sophie's heart.

Every day of her life, since she was 28, she longed for his touch, his kiss.

She smiled a little and her now grown son pushed her white hair back out of her eyes.

She had lived a somewhat happy life, never marrying after Michael, she knew she couldn't love another like she loved him.

His face was forever imprinted in her mind and she thought of Prince and Paris as kids of her own.

Prince stepped up to Sophie and rubbed her aging arm, "Sophie, would you like some water?"

"No, I'm perfect," Sophie whispered stroking Prince's face, he looked like his father too, an everyday reminder of Michael.

"Sophie, how are you feeling today?" Paris asked stepping up to the foot of the bed holding on to her son's hand.

"Never better," Sophie said looking at each of the kids, or in this case adults.

She thought of all of Michael's brothers and sisters that had gone before her, his parents, her parents, and somehow she was ready to see them again.

Sophie had defied the odds and it surprised her that she had lived this long because of her extreme prematurity.

The kids sat with their kids, her grandkids, all day in the hospital room like usual.

It was getting late and Blanket and Paris were the only two left in the room with her.

Paris sat in a chair underneath the TV set reading one of her father's favorite books, Blanket sat with his sweaty hand tight around Sophie's.

Sophie took a good look at Paris and Blanket and closed her eyes, they fluttered open again.

"Mom, are you going to sleep?" Blanket asked his voice soft like his father's.

"Yes, goodnight, I love you two," Sophie said knowing it was her time.

"Love you Sophie, goodnight," Paris said walking to the other side of the hospital bed.

Blanket kissed his mom's hand and then her cheek, "Love you mom, goodnight."

Looking at her son for the last time, her eyes closed and she drifted into afterlife.

A long beep filled the room, Blanket and Paris's eyes got blurry with tears.

"She's with daddy now," Paris said making her and her brother cry harder.

Blanket leaned his head down, "I'll miss you mom, say hi to daddy for me."

The nurses came in and took Sophie's body, she was finally at peace.

Sophie's POV

It was pitch black, but then beautiful colors lit up in the horizon.

I was flying, the cool breeze hitting my face, feeling years younger.

"She's with daddy now," I heard Paris's voice echo in the distant, like it was a dream.

Then I heard my son's voice do the same, "I'll miss you mom, say hi to daddy for me."

I landed with a thud in a dark hallway; I walked down the corridor into a room filled with mirrors.

I looked at my reflection; I was 27 again, in a black shirt and black shorts.

The room was cool; I hugged my arms around me, feeling my smooth, young skin.

A door opened on the other side of the room, I walked towards it.

It was bright, so bright I squinted my eyes, and then I was on a beach looking out to a lake surrounded by trees with snow-capped mountains in the distant.

My mom stood beside, as young as she was when I was a child.

"Mom," my young voice surprised me as I wrapped my arms around her.

She pulled me away from her, "Sophie, you look beautiful."

I was mesmerized by the beauty I had forgotten she had, "Why I am so young?"

"You are as young as the time when you where most happy with your life, for you it was when you were 27, the year before Michael died," her Swedish accent hung on her words.

"What happened to me? Why am I here with you?" I asked out of my confusion.

She put her arm around my shoulders, "What do you think happened to you, Sophie?"

"I died," the confession escaped my mouth making my mind realize that I would never go back to Earth.

"Where am I?" I asked my mom after a moment of silence.

"You are in your heaven," my mom said looking out to the lake, "Step in the lake and keep going forward."

I looked out, and then back at my mom, "Will I see you again?"

"You can come to me whenever you want, besides we're here for all eternity," my mom said letting a small giggle escape her lips.

I looked at her then stepped into the lake and started walking; the water was about waist deep.

"Be Brave," my mom called after me.

I approached a man, he turned around, it was my dad, "Dad?"

"It's me Sophie," he said opening his arms.

"You look like you did," he cut me off.

"When you were a child, yeah, I look as young as you want me too," he said hugging me, "Now go on, you have more people who want to see you."

I walked forward seeing all of Michael's brothers and sisters; I waved at them, something not telling me to stop just yet.

I saw Mother and ran to her; she looked younger than I had ever seen her, "Mother!"

"Child, it's so good to see you," she said hugging me than pulling back.

I looked around, "Where's Joseph?"

"He's not in YOUR heaven, child. Don't worry he doesn't take it personally. You can see him when you're ready, he wasn't in Michael's heaven at first either, but you learn to forgive here," she explained to me, I always admired her wisdom.

"Michael's here?" I asked frantically.

Mother sighed, "Keep walking child."

I started walking again, the lake was almost over, and I could see the other side now.

I walked up to a man with sandy blonde hair and muscles that would recognize anywhere, "Jake!"

I ran into his arms and held him close to me, I kissed him, "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, but I'm not the one you want to see," he said pointing to the edge of the lake.

I kept walking until I saw him; I stopped dead in my tracks.

He was dressed in a white suit, white patent leather shoes, and a white fedora; I had been waiting to see him my whole life.

He held out his hand and smiled, his smile still made me melt, "Come here, Sophie."

His voice was like butter, I struggled to move, but I started walking towards him.

I took his hand and my outfit changed from black to white, I intertwined my fingers with his getting closer to him.

I closed my eyes for a brief second then opened them to make sure this was real, it was.

"Michael," I finally whispered as I threw my arms around his neck kissing him repeatedly.

He kissed me back, "Sophie, I missed you so much, I love you."

I pulled back and stroked his cheek with my hand, "I love you too. I can't believe I'm finally here to stay with you forever."

"Forever," he agreed smiling again, is it possible to have a heart attack when you're already dead?

"You're in heaven with me forever, thank you for raising my kids, Sophie. You did a wonderful job," he said holding me close.

"Why did you have to go?" I asked laying my head on his shoulder.

"I guess it was just my time," he said stroking my dark brown hair.

I rested my hand on his chest, "The kids told me to tell you hi."

"I love them, I can't wait until they get here, we can have them as little kids again, if you want," Michael said.

"We can do that?" I asked looking into his eyes.

He sighed, "They can be whatever age we want them to be."

I kissed him, "Michael, where are we going to stay?"

"Right here," he said turning me around.

The gates to Neverland appeared and opened, we walked through them, hand in hand, kissing each other.

I felt like this was the life I had always missed, I had always wanted so badly, and now I got to enjoy it with Michael and pretty soon the kids, forever.

"This is truly my heaven," I said as Michael lay down with me on our bed.

Let us dream of tomorrow where we can truly love from the soul, and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation. ~Michael Jackson

Author's Note: *IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ!* I want to thank everyone who has reviewed this fanfic. When I had added the prologue a long time ago, I had no idea that I would get this much feedback. I appreciate each and every review and I try to review other people's stories every chapter they add because I know how excited I get when I see a new review. I thought of this story line when I was listening to Smile by Michael Jackson, he gives me so much inspiration. I too am a singer and dancer and I look up to great performers like him. I've liked his music for a long time and I love how creative everything that he does is. In this fanfic I wanted to express the kind, loving, and caring nature of him. It is kind of ironic that I am ending this on the one year anniversary of his death, It wasn't planned that way, trust me. I hope every one of you who read and reviewed enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I want to thank those of you who call me an amazing writer; because I didn't think I was until I started getting numerous reviews on this story. You guys made me want to continue this every chance I got. I hope that this story moved you in some way because I love reading and writing fanfics that change my outlook on things, and this definitely changed my outlook on Michael and how he definitely should have deserved a love story like this in his final years, but I believe that he was happy when he died. The words "Thank you" will never express how grateful I am for the feedback that I have received.

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