FOR ALL TIME

Jasmine slipped into depression after that call with Michael.  Still in Paris with her grandmother, Jasmine wasn't eating much nor accepting anyone's phone calls.  Agnes became extremely worried about her.

Back in the States, Janet was out at an event when asked by a reporter about her brother's marriage. Janet was honest in saying she didn't know much about it. "I know just as much as you." 

"What does your bestie Jasmine think about this?" 

Janet then realized she hadn't heard from her and she had no idea how she was taking it.  "Umm, I honestly don't know.  I haven't been able to talk to her either but I'm sure she's fine."

 As soon as Janet got to a phone she called Jasmine.  She convinced Agnes to get Jasmine to talk to her.  "Jasmine, I'm so sorry," Janet said. "I promise I'll come see you." 

"It's fine," Jasmine lied. 

"I'm coming there.  I'll be there soon."

Janet kept her promise. She was right there at Jasmine's side in her bed two days later. "I can't believe you did this to all your beautiful hair," Janet said as she brushed Jasmine's chopped up do. 

Recently, while crying for her reflection in the bathroom mirror, she took a pair of scissors and cut it just above her shoulders. "Michael always said how he loved my hair...so I cut it off." 

"I know, honey.  Just go to sleep."

Jasmine sighed. Sleep was needed so she tried. In about 10 minutes, she fell into a dream...

She was in the middle of the street...it was dark and raining down on her.  She turned around to see her surroundings but there was only a desolate town.  She sat down on the ground and buried her face in her lap. Then she felt someone holding her and when she opened her eyes she was somehow standing up again in someone's arms.

"I love you," she heard Michael's voice say in her ear. 

"No," she said softly. She pushed him off and saw his beautiful face. They were both just staring at each other as the rain started to fall heavier.

"It's going to be okay this time," he said as he grabbed her hand.

"What?"

He walked closer to her and got down on his knees.  He pulled up her shirt and kissed her pregnant stomach.  Jasmine gasped at the sight. He got up and looked in her eyes as he kept a hand on her stomach. "Love you," he whispered in her ear. She grabbed his face and went in for a kiss but before she could feel his lips on hers...

...she woke up in her darkened room. She touched her flat stomach and started crying. 

She went in the guest room to find Janet. She was sitting up bed watching TV. 

"Hi," Jasmine said, inviting herself onto the bed. She got comfortable and lied her head on Janet's lap.

"What happened?" Janet asked. 

"Bad dream."  Jasmine closed her eyes and saw Michael's face again, so she opened them back up hastily.  "Can we just watch a movie?" 

"That's what I'm doing," Janet said smiling. 

"What is this crap?  Let's watch Poetic Justice." 

Janet laughed.  "How many times are you gonna watch that?" 

 Jasmine got up and found the tape and put it in the VCR.  She plopped back down on Janet's lap and forced her to watch it with her.  Jasmine fell asleep on it though, only to have another dream of Michael.