Michael and Frank arrived back at the hotel suite at eight p.m. Michael slumpled down onto the couch with a thud, and Frank crashed onto the nearest arm chair. They both sat there for a few moments trying to relax but unfortunately Michael's brain was still running full speed because of the day. Michael knew what that meant, no sleep for him again tonight. Frank looked over at Michael with his eyes wide open. "How can you not be tired after today? I'm tired and I didn't even do anything." Frank chuckled. "My brain won't slow down again," Michael said sighing. "Sorry Mike." Frank said because he's been with Michael so long that he knew what that meant as well. "Oh here I almost forgot to give this to you," Frank said while handing Michael a piece of paper. "What is it?" Michael asked opening it. "Its that number of that girl that tickled your fancy." Frank joked. Michael looked over at him and grinned. "Do you think I should call her?" Michael asked looking back at the paper again. "Hey Mike my theory is if something feel's right, go for it, don't pussy foot around it." "Maybe I will." Michael said looking back at the paper for a third time. "You know Mike she is a very pretty girl," Frank said getting up and nudging him. "Is that all you look for, looks?" Michael said looking at Frank. "It don't hurt Mike!" Frank said grinning. "Well i'm going to bed." Frank announced getting up. "Already?" Michael asked. "Yea today was a big day. Night Michael." Frank said leaving to his bedroom. Michael sat on the couch for a while longer debating on weather he should call her? Michael got up and went to Frank's bedroom door and knocked. "What!" Frank yelled. "You think she is out?" Michael asked a bit worried in his voice. "How would I know?" Frank yelled through the door. "But i'm not used to calling a woman Frank. Woman usually came to me." Frank opened the door and poped his head out through it. "Yes and that's exactly why you've had two wipe outs in marrigae!" Mchael rolled his eyes, "Yes, but she might think this is to soon? What if she has a boyfriend?" Michael said now extremely worried. Frank rested his head up against the doorframe and began to beat into it repeatedly. "Mike I don't think the girl would have given you her number if she had a boyfriend!" "Yes but what if-" Michael began, but Frank raised his hand stopping him. "Michael if you want my advice CALL THE GIRL! Now goodnight!" With that he closed the door. Michael stood there and sighed "You think?" He asked once more. But there was no response on the otherside of the door. Michael walked over to his room and closed the door, sat down on his plush bed and began to dial the number on the paper that Veronica had written. Michael's hand was shaking so bad! He didn't know what to say if she was home? After six rings it went to her machine. He heard her voice on her tape and his heart literally fluttered when her heard it. It was quiet but it wasn't loud it was just....perfect.
Michael decided not to leave a message on the machine, instead he decided to call his children to see how there day went. When he heard his little children's voices on the other end of the line he melted and he some how forgot everything else.

The next morning Michael's alarm woke him up seven o'clock on the dot. He turned off the alarm and slowly made his way to the bathroom to get a nice hot shower. Michael actually fell asleep last night with the help of his pain medication of course. He knows he should not use them but he can't help it, he loves the feeling of just falling off into a restful slumber. After he showered and dressed he smelled the wonderful aroma of pancakes fill his room. He wondered out to the living room and saw Frank laying on the couch with a newspaper in one hand and a plate of pancakes with the other. "Morning Mike," Frank said looking up from his newspaper. "Morning Frank. Are the pancakes good?" Michael asked grabbing the extra plate that was laying on the kitchen counter. "Not bad." Frank said chomping on his pancakes. "Hey did you call that Veronica last night?" Frank said putting down the paper and focusing his attention to Michael. "Yea I did but no answer." Michael said taking a bite of his pancakes and nodding in approval. "Well it was early, i'm sure she was out." "Yea your probably right." Michael said taking another bite of his pancakes. "You know.." Michael said trailing off in his own thought. "What?" Asked Frank. "I could contact Herb Tomson and find out a little about her?" Michael said now getting up to find the phone. "Oh Mike not Herb! Doesn't this sound a little odd to you? Contacting your private I to spy on her?" "He won't be spying on her, he'll just find out some information about her that's all." Michael said now dialing the phone. Frank just rolled his eyes. "You know Mike your going to screw this up even before you even meet her." Frank said taking another bite. Michael did not hear that last part because the phone was already ringing. "Hello Herb this is Michael, how are you? Good. Now I need you to do me a favor I need to find out some information about this one girl for me. Good here his her name and her number. And I need this information as soon as possible.Thanks Herb bye." Michael hung up the phone with a huge grin on his face while sitting back down to eat another bite of his breakfast. "I suppose your little investigator is going to do your dirty work?" Frank said looking at Michael. "Frank you just don't understand. I can't just meet this girl, I have to know more of her background." Frank rolled his eyes, "And what are you going to do if she finds out that you had someone look her up?" Michael just stared at Frank thinking of what really she would say if she found out. "I don't know Frank. But hopefully she will understand my position." "Well if you ask me your going about this all wrong." "Mabe I am and maybe i'm not whos to say?" Frank shook his head "Whatever you say Mike, okay i'm going to shower and change and then its off to the Empire State Building for your meeting." Michael nodded his head. He continued to eat after Frank left the room thinking 'Maybe I am going about this all wrong, but I have to see this girl. I have to there was something about her I just can't forget....I can't.'

Veronia arrived home from the airport. She dropped her bags at the front door and hit her answering machine. It showed she had ten new messages, who knew she would be missed that much in twenty-four hours! But of course with her business she was used to it. After listening to all nine the last one she heard some very light breathing and a hung up. Shs simply shrugged her shouldes. She walked into her niced sized kitchen and opened to the fridge to get a bottle of water. After she opened it and took a sip and stopped abruptly thinking 'Was it him? Michael Jackson calling her?' No, that couldn't be! She walked over to her phone and dialed her best friend sarah's number but everyone nicknamed her Faye don't ask why. "Hey Faye!" Veronica said smiling. "Hey girl, you back from New York?" "Yea just walked in." "I'm glad your home. Hey did you-?" "Yes!" Veronica said smiling and giggling. "NO WAY!!!" Sarah said screaming. "You got Michael Jackosn's autograph!" "Yes I did I have the cd to prove it!" "Oh my! So how does he look? Does he look differant in person?" Sarah asked. "No. He looks the same as on stage." "What did you say to him?" "Oh nothing really, just hi." "You only said HI!!!! Are you nuts!!!" "What, what is the big deal? He is just like everyone else." Veronica said taking her luggage into her room and unpacking it. "He is not just like everyone Veronica! He is the King of Pop!" "So what that's a title it don't mean anything to me." "Your hopeless girl," Sarah said sighing. "Yes I am Faye." Veronica said giggling and hanging up some of her clothes. "Ok well i'll see you at work tomorrow alright?" Sarah said. "Actually i'm going in tonight." "Oh come on! Veronica, you need some rest and relaxation. I have an idea why don't you and me go to a spy this Saturday?" Sarah said hoping she would go. "No Faye i'm sorry but i'm really going to be working. You know i'm trying to finish up the newest catalog and then everyone is heading to Paris in a month." "Yes Veronica I know I have it marked on my calander. Ok but try to take it easy ok?" "Ok, luv you Faye." "Luv you more Veronica." Veronica and Sarah have known each other since they were in their early teens. They basically grew up together. Veronica could trust Sarah with her life but she couldn't tell her this. She could not tell her Michael wanted her number because she herself did not think he would even call. But who knows stranger things have happened.