Summary: Michelle has a rare, aggressive brain tumor and the Tanners are in a fight to save her life. Rated T for language and subject matter that may not be suitable for younger audiences.

Disclaimer: I don't own Full House. I make no money off this. However, I do own Michelle's new friend Jade and any other characters, except Emily (Michelle's other new friend) and her mom. They are owned by blossom2012.

Thanks to blossom2012 for betaing this, giving me some ideas and letting me borrow her characters! :)

Michelle's Journey

by Laney M.

Chapter 1

- July 24, 1995, Afternoon -

The Tanner family was at the park. Joey, Michelle, and her friends Teddy, Aaron, Lisa, and Derek decided they wanted to play a game of tag.

"Not it!" Aaron shouted.

"Not it!" Teddy, Lisa, Derek, and Joey agreed.

"Ok, you're it, Michelle!" Joey said. "Ready? 1-2-3 Go!" They ran around in all different directions as Michelle began chasing after them. She soon caught up with Derek and was about to tag him when she began to feel off balance. As she reached her arms out to him, her legs gave out and she fell to the ground.

"Michelle! Are you alright?" Derek asked, his voice filled with deep concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks Derek."

"Michelle! Michelle!" The others called out as they ran towards her.

"I'm ok, guys. Lets keep playing!" Everyone scattered in different directions again and Michelle chased them. She finally managed to catch Joey. "Got ya, Joey! Now, you're it!" She said, giggling as she ran away.

They played and played some more until they heard Danny's voice calling towards them.

"Guys, time to go!" They met up with Danny and the rest of the family, dropped off Michelle's friends, and walked home.

- Evening -

"Michelle, dinner!" Jesse called, knocking on the door of the bedroom Michelle shared with her sister Stephanie.

"Ok, Uncle Jesse." She replied. She followed her uncle into the kitchen and took her seat. She grabbed a slice of extra cheese pizza and a few chicken wings and got up to get something to drink. She started to feel off balance again and everyone watched in horror as she stumbled, but she grabbed onto the counter just in time.

"Whoa! What just happened?" Danny asked her, helping her back to her chair.

"It's nothing, Daddy. I just fell." She told him.

"You've been falling an awful lot today, Michelle." D.J pointed out.

"Maybe I'm just tired. Daddy, may I please be excused?"

"Sure, Sweetheart." He hugged her and she walked back up to her room and flopped down on her bed. Comet jumped up and laid next to her and they fell asleep.

- July 25th, Morning-

Michelle's head was pounding. It was the worst pain she had ever felt in the eight, almost nine years she'd been on the Earth. She massaged it, hoping it would bring her relief, but it didn't help and she went downstairs to the living room to find some Children's Tylenol.

"Good morning, Michelle." Rebecca greeted.

"Morning, Aunt Becky." Rebecca noticed her niece holding her hands on her head and moved the folder containing her notes for Wake Up San Francisco, then motioned for her to sit down. "Aunt Becky, do we have some Tylenol? My head hurts."

"I think so. Let me check." Michelle laid down on the couch and waited while her aunt searched for the bottle of medication.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Danny stood by the stove, stirring a large bowl of pancake batter and pouring some of it onto a stove top griddle.

"Danny, do we have any more Children's Tylenol left? Michelle said she has a headache." The color drained from Danny's face.

"Uh...yeah...in the medicine cabinet in my bathroom."

He rushed into the living room and sat with Michelle, not realizing that he left the griddle on, burning the pancakes.

Danny saw his little girl laying on the couch. Danny thought back to when Michelle was in the hospital after her accident a few months ago when she fell off her horse.

As Rebecca came back to the kitchen she saw the stove on and turned it off. She scraped the burnt batter off the griddle, then placed the unused batter in the fridge to be cooked later.

"You left the stove on." Rebecca reminded him as she came back into the living room and put the Tylenol bottle in his hand.

"Oh crap!" Danny exclaimed and jumped out of his seat to clean up the mess.

"Danny it's okay. I cleaned up."

"Thanks Becky." He replied as he went into the kitchen and filled a glass with water, then returned to the living room and handed it to his daughter, along with two of the pills. Michelle took the pills with a few sips of water and after giving her father and Aunt Becky a kiss, she went back upstairs to rest.

- Afternoon -

D.J and Stephanie were preparing a lunch of turkey sandwiches, salad, and tomato soup. Danny and Rebecca were at work after going in late, but would be home at any time now, Jesse was practicing with the other members of Hot Daddy and the Monkey Puppets in his studio, and Joey was rehearsing in his room for an upcoming comedy gig while Michelle and the twins Nicky and Alex were taking a nap.

Stephanie finished setting the table and D.J took the steaming pot of soup off the stove.

"Stephanie, go tell everyone lunch is ready, ok?" D.J instructed.

"No problem." Stephanie rounded up Jesse, Joey, and the twins, but as she went to wake Michelle, nothing could have prepared her for what happened next.

She screamed as she saw Michelle jerking and shaking violently on her bed. Jesse and Joey heard the commotion and ran into the room and their hearts raced as they rushed to Michelle's side.

"Call 911, Steph!" Joey ordered. Stephanie did as she was told and within a few minutes, paramedics arrived and tried the best they could to stabilize her. They carried her to the ambulance and Jesse rode with her to the hospital while Joey and the rest of the family followed behind, calling Danny and Rebecca on the way there.

At the hospital, the E.R team paged the doctor on call, who rushed into Michelle's room. He filled a syringe with more medications and injected it into the I.V bag. Gradually, the seizures stopped and he ordered an MRI.

As Michelle was getting ready to be taken for the scan, Danny and Rebecca arrived. Danny ran to Michelle and whispered some things in her ear and held her hands. A nurse reassured him that the doctor would do his best to save her and Danny said his good-byes before she was taken away.

Later that afternoon, the results of the MRI were in. The doctor gulped as he took a hard look at the scans of Michelle's brain. Something strange caught his eye.

"Mr. Tanner?" He called as he stepped into the waiting room with the scans in his hands. The family sat there, anxiously waiting for what he had to say.

"Yeah, that's me." Danny replied. "What's wrong with my daughter?"

"Unfortunately, the news isn't good. She has a tumor in her brain stem the size of a golf ball."

"Will she make it?" Jesse asked, his voice breaking as he wiped the tears from his eyes with a handkerchief.

"I cannot answer that for sure, but most patients with her type of cancer survive less than a year."

"What about treatment?" Stephanie questioned.

"Because of the location of the tumor, surgery isn't an option, but with radiation and chemotherapy, it could buy her some time. I'm very sorry."

When the doctor left, everyone gathered together in a group hug and they sobbed and cried. At less than four years old, the twins were still too young to understand the situation, but they said, "We love you" as they joined in on the hugs.

- Evening -

Danny sat at Michelle's bedside in the Intensive Care Unit. She was improving now, though still sleeping until the effects of the anti-seizure drugs wore off.

"Michelle, stay strong, baby. We aren't ready for you to go yet, okay? Please hang in there!" He held her hand as tears fell down his cheeks, hitting the bed sheets.

- July 26, Morning -

Michelle's eyes fluttered open and she took a look around the room. Where was she? How did she get here? She glanced down at her right arm and noticed the I.V.

"Daddy!" She screamed out.

"I'm here, Sweetheart. It's okay." Danny hugged her, running his fingers over her back to comfort her.

"Where am I?"

"You're in the hospital. The doctors and nurses are taking very good care of you."

"What am I doing here? I want to go home!" A lump formed in Danny's throat as he struggled to come up with an explanation for her.

"Sweetie, you're very sick." He finally said, his voice breaking.

"But I don't feel sick right now. How can that be?"

"I know, but sometimes things don't appear the way they really are."

"Daddy, just tell me!"

"The doctor took some pictures of your brain when you first got here and it doesn't look good."

"What's wrong with my brain?"

"You have a tumor." Michelle cried and Danny handed her a Kleenex to dry the tears.

"Am I going to die?" Danny agonized on whether or not to tell his youngest daughter that this tumor would eventually take her life.

"Honey, we are going to fight this, okay? There are medicines out there that makes tumors shrink or go away. It's up to you if you want to try them though. I won't force you."

"I'll give them a shot. This tumor's going to turn into dust!"

"It sure is!"

Next chapter coming up soon! This is the first fic I've written in like 4 years. Hope you like it!