All You Need Is Love

I Read the News Today...Oh Boy!

Michelle's POV:

Brian has been dead for 2 months and thankfully Paul is doing better, he even got a new song out of the whole experience, Getting Better. Their new album Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band is doing very well, in my opinion its changing music completely.
"Hey Mich," Paul yelled from the living room.
"Yeah Paul?" I yelled from the kitchen, making all the kids lunch.
"I'm gonna convince the band to start a record label," he said walking into the kitchen.
"Good luck," I laughed.
"Johns already on board! He actually already came up with a name. Apple Corps."
"When will it be up and running?"
"We think next year."
"Alright, good luck,"
"Thank ye Michelle," he gave me a quick kiss, "alright, John wants the band at the studio. See ye later."
"Bye,"

It was a hectic day in the McCartney household. So hectic, I had to call Jude over to help me with the kids.
"Hey, I came over as soon as I could," she said walking through the front door.
Once I saw her, I nearly died inside, she looked awful. She was pale, there were circles under her eyes, her hair was unkept and her clothes looked like they haven't been washed in a week.
"Jude, ye look awful..."
"I know,"
"I wouldn't have called ye if I knew ye weren't feelin well,"
"Don't worry about it. I actually needed to talk to ye."
"About what?"
"The kids shouldn't be around."
"Well I just put Mary and Stella down for naps,"
"What about Heather?"
"I can drop her off at Mimi's. She's been bugging me that she wants to spend time with Prudence."
"Perfect! I'll watch the kids, ye go drop Heather off."
"Fine," I rolled my eyes. "HEATHER!"
She came tumbling down the stairs.
"Yes mum?"
"Ye wanna go over Prudence's?"
"YES!"
"Kay, put yer shoes on,"
Heather gave me a smile and rushed to the indoor patio to get her shoes on. "I'll be right back Jude,"
"Alright,"

About 10 minutes later I came back to talk to Jude.

"So what did ye need to talk to me about?"
Tears of sorrow began forming in her eyes.
"I'm pregnant."
"That's wonderful! Why are ye cryin?"
"Cause its not Eric's..."
"Jude, I-I-I dunno how to respond. What do ye mean it's not Eric's!"
"ITS NOT ERIC'S! ERIC IS NOT THE FATHER!"
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YE DO JUDE!"
She began crying even harder.
"I'm sorry Michelle,"
"If ye fucking slept with Paul, I will end yer life!"
"It wasn't Paul! It was George..."
"Fuck Jude! Does he know?" She shook her head no. "FUCK! YE NEED TO TELL SOMEONE! ONE OF THEM!"
"I DONT KNOW WHO TO TELL!" She began stressing out.
"Tell yer husband, tell him ye want a divorce, then go tell George so he can get a divorce. Okay?"
"Okay," she sobbed.
I sat down on the couch and tried comforting her, then the phone ran.
"Hello," I said in an annoyed tone.
"Hi, is this Michelle McCartney?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"I have some unfortunate news,"
"WHO IS THIS!"
"I'm doctor Mullin from Rathbone Hospital."
"What happened?" I asked nervously.
"Yer husband, Paul, has been in a car accident."
"IS HE OKAY!"
"Well, he's breathing..."
"Can I see him?"
"Yes of course,"
I immediately hung up and ran upstairs.
"Mich, what's wrong?"
"Paul's in the hospital!"
"What!"
"Yeah, here, take Mary,"
I grabbed Stella's diaper bag and ran out the door with Jude hot on my trail. I buckled Stella into her car seat and Jude buckled Mary into hers.
"What about Heather?" Jude nervously asked.
"When I get the hospital, I'll take the kids inside, then ye go to Heather."
I stepped on the gas and rushed to the hospital.
"Just go, I'll take the kids to Mimi's."
"Alright," I slammed the car door and ran inside; I sprinted to the receptions desk. "What room is Paul McCartney in?"
"Oh, hi Michelle, he's in room 203,"
"Thank ye," I sprinted last her and ran into his room. "Paul!"
He tiredly looked over to me.
"Michelle, ye heard," he chuckled.
"Yeah, of course I heard. What happened?"
"I was in a car accident, it happened on my way to the studio."
I sat at the end of his bed, I saw a pained look on his face as I sat down.
"Do he know when ye can get out?"
"A week. Maybe sooner, maybe later. Ye never know."
"Well the sooner the better,"
"Where are the kids?"
"With Jude, I was gonna bring Stella and Mary in while Jude got Heather but she insisted on bringing them all in at once."
"Where is Heather?"
"Mimi's,"
"Why?"
"Jude wanted to tell me somethin,"
"What?"
"I shouldn't say,"
"C'mon," he began nudging me with his foot, "tell me!"
"I'm only gonna tell ye cause yer hurt. She's pregnant,"
"Really?" He sat up in his bed, "has she told Eric yet?"
"That's the thing, its not Eric's,"
"Yer jokin!"
"No," I whispered.
"Who's is it?"
"George's,"
"But he's with Pattie!"
"Yeah! And Pattie's cheatin on him!"
"Is Eric cheatin on Jude?"
"I don't think do,"
"What is she gonna do?"
"She doesn't know,"
"IM HERE," Jude said, bursting through the door, with two toddlers and a new born. Paul just stared at her. "What?"
"Nothin," Paul shrugged.
"YE TOLD! WHY WOULD YE TELL!" She sat down in a chair and began crying with Stella in her arms.
I took Stella from her and handed her to Paul.
"I'm so sorry Jude," I pleaded.
Mary waddled over to Jude and hugged her legs.
"Don't cry auntie Jude!"
I saw Jude smile at Mary.
"See, this is what ye have to look forward to. Being a mum, its the best thing in the world,"
"Yeah I guess," she smiled and picked Mary up. "So Paul, how are ye doin?"
"I'm in pain. Y'know car crashes do that to ye," he chuckled trying to brighten the mood. "So what are ye gonna do about George and the thing inside ye?"
"Thing? Really Paul? Ye have 3 of those things," I said with an angry tone in my voice.
"Well what do ye want me to say!"
"Nothin," I chuckled. "But Jude, ye need to go home right now and tell Eric what happened. We'll take care of George."
"Thank ye," she cried while hugging me. "Wish me luck," she dried her tears and walked out of the hospital room where she found a reporter. He snapped a picture of her and gave her an evil smile.
"I know yer secret, and its gonna be all over the news."
"Oh really? What's my secret?" She crossed her arms and gave him a smug look.
"Well, Mrs. Clapton, yer pregnant, with George Harrison's baby."
"Please don't tell..."
"Its my job," he evily laughed, "at least yer not near death like Paul."
"Please!"
"Too late..." The reporter stormed out of the hospital and Jude fell to the ground. Jude walked back into Paul's room, tears staining her face. "Hey Michelle, can I stay at yer place for a few days?"
"Sure," I walked over to her and gave her a one armed hug, "it'll get better," I looked to Paul, "we promise, we won't let anythin bad happen to ye."
I set Stella down in a little crib the hospital lent us and began singing.
" It's getting better all the time

I used to get mad at my school (No I can't complain)
The teachers who taught me weren't cool (No I can't complain)
You're holding me down (Oh), turning me round (Oh)
Filling me up with your rules (Foolish rules)

I've got to admit it's getting better (Better)
A little better all the time (It can't get more worse)
I have to admit it's getting better (Better)
It's getting better since you've been mine

Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word, I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can

I've got to admit it's getting better (Better)
A little better all the time (It can't get more worse)
I have to admit it's getting better (Better)
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better

I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but I'm changing my scene
And I'm doing the best that I can (Ooh)

I admit it's getting better (Better)
A little better all the time (It can't get more worse)
Yes I admit it's getting better (Better)
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better," I leaned over and gave my little sister a tight hug, "Getting so much better all the time"