George's POV
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I was woken up by Ringo who sounded like something was regent.
"Whats up Rings?" I ask, a bit groggy.
"Come here! You should see this!" He whispered excitedly.
I nodded and stood up. Ringo led me to Paul's room and opened the door.
"Look." He pointed inside.
I slowly looked inside and smiled. John was on the bed, propped up by a pillow, Paul in his arms, and Johnny sleeping by his side. I turned to face Ringo and we closed the door.
"Is everyone still asleep?" Mary asked, but this made me and Ringo jump.
She smiled. "Oh im sorry."
"Its alright." I smiled.
"Their alseep. Look!" Ringo opened the door a bit. Mary looked in.
"Aw, John is so sweet. You all are sweet." Mrs. McCartney smiled.
"Thanks." I blushed.
"Want some breakfast?" She asked.
"Yes please!" I nodded, food really sounded good.
"Alright come on."
"Want me to wake them? Its a bit ...late?" RIngo asked.
"Sure. Wake Mike too, if you don't mind."
"Sure thing!" Ringo smiled and went inside the room.
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Narraters POV
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Ringo walked over to John and pushed him.
"John. John!"
John groaned and opened his eyes. "Hello Rings."
"You look cute you know." Ringo smiled at his friend.
"What? Oh." John laid Paul down and stood up, Johnny fell over and woke up.
"John be careful." the drummer said. "I didn't mean you, i meant him."
"Oh." John frowned. "Sorry Johnny."
"Its fine. Good morning!" He smiled.
"Their makin breakfast." Ringo pointed towards the door.
"Okay! But i uh, got to go home." Johnny looked up at John.
"Why?" John looked at himself.
"I've got second thoughts."
"Oh. Want me to take you?" John asked
"No, ill be going." Johnny got up and adjusted his shirt.
Paul moved a bit and woke up. "Hi." He said softly, still a bit sleepy.
"Hey kid." Ringo smiled.
Paul smiled and began to close his eyes.
"Hes whipped out." John chuckled.
"Yup, what did you do?"
"Nothing, we sat up all night, Paul was crying."
"Oh. Well, Paul, your mum wants you up." Ringo nudged the little boy.
"Carry him down. Ill get Mike." John mumbled and walked out with Johnny.
Ringo picked Paul up and brought him downstairs, Mike soon racing past him.
"He was already awake." John chuckled and followed RIngo down stairs.
"By John, by Mrs. McCartney! By Rings, George...and Mike, and Paul." Johnny said and took a deep breath.
"By Johnny." John smiled.
"Want to hang out again?" Johnny asked.
"Maybe. Ill call you."
"Okay."
Johnny waved bye and hurried out the door.
"Just another day." John mumbled and went into the kitchen. Ringo was sitting at the table still holding Paul, Mike and George were eating away on pancakes.
"Here you go John." Mary put a plate down for him.
"Thanks. Wheres Jim?" John asked.
"He's still resting."
"Oh. Okay."
"Mmmummy?" Paul lifted his head off Ringo's shoulder.
"Yes baby?" Mary bent down and smiled into Paul's face.
Paul looked over his shoulder and pushed off Ringo. He got into a seat next to John and waited.
"One?" Mary asked and patted Paul's head.
"Yes please." He smiled. Mary gave him a kiss and went to the stove.
After everyone had eaten Mary got ready to leave.
"Good bye. You can stay or go out, and take the boys too if you like." Mary said putting on her coat.
"we'll make dinner too!" George smiled.
"You don't have too." Mary looked at him.
"No, you've fed us and everything, we'll make dinner for you so you can relax, then maybe we can take the boys out some where and you can have a nice peaceful dinner."
"No!" Paul frowned.
"Why no?" Mary picked Paul up.
"I don't want you to leave me." Paul cried into her shoulder.
"Paul, you've been doing a lot of that lately." Mary rolled her eyes.
She handed him to John. Then said goodbye and walked out, looking a bit worried at Paul.
"Paul knock off the crying will ya! We'll prevent it! Okay, lets get to it before it spreads. Thats the key, and then they can treat it!" John looked into his best frined's face.
"Yeah, and if you keep saying that to her, she would think something is wrong with you. Got to act normal around her Paul." Ringo put a hand on his shoulder.
"Lets go do something, eh?" George asked.
"Lets go...um for a walk!" Mike jumped up and down.
"Good morning lads." Jim said as he walked downstairs.
"Good morning." The older ones nodded.
"Are you all going for a walk?" He smiled.
"Yes, but first ill make you something!" Ringo smiled and walked into the kitchen.
"You don't have too."
"Its okay! I will. Its the least i can do!"
"What you can do is take the boys some where." Jim chuckled and held his newspaper up.
"Lets get you two dressed, okay?" John pushed Mike up the steps.
"Your doing enough help too. By taking care of the boys." He watched John walk up stares with the boys.
George sat down with him. "Enjoying the paper?"
"yes. Here what do you want?" he asked.
"Uh, are you using the front page?"
"Yeah, hey look, isn't John's name Lennon?" He asked handing George the front page.
George looked at the heading.
"This is a picture of John!" George exclaimed.
"I know, but read it."
"John Winston Lennon, found to be adult, but is really just a child. The article is signed by anonymous."
"At least it isn't big." Jim lit his pipe.
"Do you have a piggy anywhere?" George asked.
"Um, Mary should have some upstairs...no look in this box." He handed George a cigarete box.
"Thanks...hey! YOu got to tell Mary to not smoke any more!"
"Why?"
"Um, cos. It will lead to something."
"Something? Lung cancer right?"
"Yeah." George nodded.
"Then why are you smoking them? I think it will be fine."
George sighed. "Well. I don't know."
George leaned back and thought for a moment.
All this was happening here...i wonder what is happening back in the 60s. What are we doing? What is Brian doing? George? I wish i knew. I wish i knew what was going on. What goes on...hm...
"George!" Ringo pushed the younger Beatle.
George opened his eyes. "Oh hey!"
"The boys are dressed and are you ready to go?"
"yeah. By mr. McCartney."
"Have fun." He smiled and began to write something down on his crosswords.
Once out the boys walked down to some empty lots. They played games there until tired and laid in the grass. The wind blowing in their faces. A shadow passed over them, John turned around and saw Pete standing there.
"What are you doing?" He frowned.
"Watching you with them. So him and Johnny are good friends 'ey?" Pete placed his hands on his hips.
George and RIngo watched. RIngo remembered Pete well, not really but well enough. George remembered Pete, but he never hung out with them. George was thankful they didn't leave him out of stuff, only Pete.
Paul and Mike stared. Paul was looked a bit scared.
"Your not going to change history Lennon."
"How am i changing it?"
"Telling Johnny a little sooner. Too soon."
"Its just about time."
"Well, not really. This will never of happened."
"We better go home. Its about to rain." Paul pointed out and looked up at the sky.
"Yes, it is isn't it James."
Paul glanced a Pete.
"Its Paul."
"So."
"We better go." Ringo stood up and grabbe the two younger boys hands. The first drop of rain fell on top of his nose.
"Yes Rings, you better go."
"Their coming too." He frowned and the 5 lads began to walk back to the house.
They heard Pete laugh and a loud thunder came from some where off.
"Stop. Lets watch and see if anything happens." John said and looked behind him. Pete was gone.
Lighting struck down and a loud thunder came. Mike screamed and hugged unto George.
"Its alright." George patted his head.
Rain poured down hard. The others raced to the house. They began to hear crying.
"Paul, guys Paul's hurt." Ringo said
"Carry him inside." John opened the door.
"That was fast." Jim chuckled.
"Ug. If only i knew."
"Yeah a fun time ruined."
"Lets go upstairs and change." Ringo said.
They lads walked upstairs and John and George went to change with Mike in his room and Ringo went with Paul.
"Uh, lads." Ringo slowly entered Mike's room.
"What wrong Richie?" George asked.
"Um, its Paul."
"What about him?" John asked pulling on a shirt.
"Hes, uh, sleeping."
"So?" George shrugged and pulled off his trousers.
"Oh George!" RIngo covered his eyes. Mike giggled.
"Its fine Rings." George mumbled.
"Well, you could tell some one." Ringo frowned. " Anyways, well, Paul...just come here after a while. And call Johnny afterwards."
John shrugged. "Okay. lets go." He said. "George get Mike changed."
"I can change my self you know." mike frowned.
"Then do it!" John told him.
"Make me!" Mike giggled.
John rolled his eyes. "George." He left with Ringo.
John hurried out of Paul's room and went down to the phone. Quickly dialed up Johnny.
"Hey! Mimi? Can i speak to John?...Sorry...its a friend." John said.
"Hello?" Johnny said into the phone, voice sounded different.
"Has anything happened?" John asked.
"Um...not that i know."
"How old are you?"
He heard Johnny laugh into the phone.
"What?" JOhn asked anxiously .
"Im the same age as you left me."
"Whats that?"
"Your funny!"
"John! Im serious!"
"Im 5!" Johnny laughed.
"5!"
"Yeah. Why Are you surprised, John?"
"I...im confused..."
"My mummy came over and said she was coming over there to ask if you were coming over to her house. Will you? Im going to be there!" Johnny pleaded.
"Yeah..yeah. Ill try."
"Whats wrong?"
"Do you remember Paul?"
"Um..."
"Oh Pete!"
"What about Pete?"
"You know him?"
"No."
"Then why did you say 'What about Pete'?"
"You said Oh Pete."
"Ug! Never mind. I gotta go! See ya."
"Bye bye!" Johnny giggled into the phone and hung up.
John raced upstairs.
"John, how old is Johnny?" RIngo asked.
"5."
"Then wouldn't Paul be 3?"
"Yeah."
"Hes not 3 tho."
"How old?"
"I think younger then 3."
"Ug, lets check on your house Rings! Then Georges. Pete is up to something. And i think i know."
"What then?"
"You'll see." John went back down to call Ringo's parents.
"John! You cant just go call them! lets pay a visit, huh?"
"Okay. Bring George along."
"Right." Ringo went up stairs.
"If i could find George then i would bring him." Ringo came back.
"What do you mean?" John turned around quickly.
Ringo looked around nervously, then said;
"He's gone."