Ringo walked inside their home and yelled to the others in the house that they were home. Paul entered and Ringo told him to sit on the couch. George and Landon came down, Ashley followed.
"Well?" Landon asked.
"He's got it bad, but with some help he can get it back. The doctor said that he will reclaim his memory in a few days, it will gradually come around. You'll start noticing a change when he begins to recall names easier." Mrs. Williams explained.
"Oh that reminds me. My mum just went out to go by you some food, she's bring it back. Should be back now."
"Ah, she didn't have to do that."
"She wanted to."
"Tell her thank...well i can tell her that."
"You know vie been thinking." George began to say.
"Oh no George has been thinking!" Ringo looked a bit scared.
"Sh. Well anyways. This person is wanting to stop the band. Well, Paul's...uh, problem wont stop him from learning bass again!"
"If he can do it." Ringo said.
"What do you mean? It would be simple."
"Yes his head is very simple. Very. Like 17 years ago."
"Not that young Ringo." Mrs. Williams said.
"Well he acts like it."
"He acts how he was when he was 4. Thats it."
"Its still simple mind."
"Ringo. Dont make jokes."
"Well Paul and John do it to me all the time."
"This isn't something to make fun of."
"Fine. Sorry." Ringo said. He was supposed to be acting as the oldest, since he was.
"Why did we come back here?" Paul looked at Ringo, who just shrugged.
"You live here." He finally said.
"Paul, do you remember how you got here?" Landon asked.
Paul shook his head.
The front door opened and Landon's mum came in with some to-go food.
"Hello, how is he?" She said Mrs. Williams.
"Not to go. Hit his head pretty good, no stitches thankfully." Their mum took the bags from Landon's mum and placed it on the table.
George came running back downstairs with Paul's bass.
"Here Paul, look at this. Do you remember it?"
"Ooh." Paul looked fascinated by it.
"Here you put it here and your hands go here." George put Paul's hands in the right positions for him.
"Now put a finger on here." George pushed Paul's finger down on the strings. Paul looked at George.
"Is this mine?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Your nice." Paul laughed.
George nodded and smiled. "Now...Paul look here," George pointed to Paul's left hand. Paul obeyed. "Now pluck this string."
Paul plucked it and he smiled. "I played something!" He exclaimed.
"Yeah! Good now. Play-"
"George don't push it on him to hard." His mum said.
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The Long and Winding Road
FanfictionJohn and Paul fic. Prologue: Someone didn't want the Beatles to be forgotten...and so he had 4 clone eggs created...all 4 were placed in a family. 1 egg was in a female Lennon, another in a McCartney, the other two in a Harrison and Starkey. These...
