What Is Life? - A George Harrison FanFic

Chapter 16

It was early June now and in just a few days the Beatles new Album would be released to critical acclaim and hopefully another #1 on the charts. All those who have gotten their hands on an advanced copy were just as impressed with this masterpiece as we all had been when it was finished two months ago now.

I already got to see the artwork that was done on the cover and the photos I took of them on the inserts and to say it's a work of art is an absolute understatement. I was beyond proud of everything they did to bring it to fruition.

Ever since I met the Beatles last Fall, I have been impressed by them. Even John and I were able to smooth the tension he caused when his infidelity became public information. He reconciled with his wife despite everyone knowing he wasn't happy being married and they decided to try to make it work.

George and I spent two weeks in India practicing transcendental meditation with John and Cynthia and the four of us were now more bonded than we ever were really, no tension between us. We almost didn't want to return home but had to for the album release.

George and I also made passionate love almost every night these last two months, trying to have our dream of creating a family happen sooner rather than later, after giving it plenty of thought. 

Everything was always all or nothing with us and we liked it this way.

I didn't need to be as skinny as possible and fit the impossible mold of being perfect at all times. I wanted to be a mother but more specifically I wanted George to be a father and that was more important to me than looking pretty for a camera or for others to sell magazines.

I also started a new clothing line and decided to begin to market it back in America as well as here in London and it has been a commercial success in its own right which has kept me equally as busy with my time as of late.

It wasn't until this morning, a few days before the Album release that I had the urge to jump up out of bed and run to the bathroom to vomit into our sink. I knew what this meant, I was feeling sick and I could be pregnant. I knew that George would be thrilled if he received this news the day of the release.

I just was hoping it wasn't a false alarm. I couldn't call Cynthia to ask for advice because George and I had decided to keep this between us and I also didn't want anyone to know before him.

I decided to tell George I needed to go into the city for supplies, hoping he would let me go alone. He had taught me to drive to London a few times and I knew he trusted me to be safe. To my surprise he was all for it and made me promise to return in one piece and then kissed me goodbye. With that I drove safely to meet with our doctor.

"What can I do for you?" Dr. Klein asked me as I sat in his office.

"Thank you for seeing me on such short notice," I gulped, "I just wanted this meeting to be discreet and I only could trust you with that."

"You have my full discretion," he assured me and then waited for me to tell him what was going on. I think he knew deep down what the news would be.

"Doctor, I think George and I could be pregnant," I smiled and his stern, professional look grew to complete joy. The last time we saw him, George was having problems with his throat and we told him we were trying to have a baby and he had given us advice and wished us well. He told us to come to him to get an exam whenever I felt it necessary.

"Where is George?" He looked around.

"He's home," I said, "I want to surprise him with the news, but I can't get his hopes up. I have to be sure."

After a blood test, a urine test and an ultrasound Dr. Klein stood before me with tears of joy in his eyes for George and I.

"We're going to have a Beatle baby," he congratulated me. Somehow I felt fully ready for this. I wasn't afraid, my body and soul were filled with joy at this happy news.