Paul started back up his music, he felt John would have wanted him to do so. He sat alone at a black piano it was just like his dreams that had haunted him, he turned his head to see a man wearing a hooded sitting alone, the man got up and walked up to the stage.
“may I join you Macca?" He asked removing his hood to show that it was John.
“Lenin?! Oh my god your finally here, really here." Said Paul hugging him crying happily.
“I love you Paul. I always had. Please be mine?" John said getting down on one knee. Paul giggled like a school girl and said yes, John smiled and kissed Paul deeply and passionately both men moaned happily.