If You Believe (George Harrison/Beatles FanFic)

Chapter 41

Hi dearest Beatle people! Well, here it is. The last chapter and the epilogue. It has been so much fun writing this and I'm so sad to see it end. I could have gone on forever, actually! Eve was such a crack-up!  But time to move on to the next story about their early/Hamburg days, "Breath Away From Heaven", with an amazing cover created by @nikszabo---who I know is working on her own new story! Yay! So please enjoy...Love, Lara xo.

George went to check on Ava, then made the short trek to his and Annie's bedroom. His hand was on the door knob before he came to a full stop. It bothered him that Annie didn't trust him completely. There were many times he lied to Pattie, but he told himself that he wouldn't make the same mistakes with Annie...and he hadn't. No lies. He had to admit it looked bad from the outside looking in. Maybe it was too blaring to ask anyone to believe in him. He wasn't sure if the situation was reversed that he'd believe completely in Annie, but he had a horrible jealous streak and that's what would keep him up at night. Perhaps this was Annie's flaw too. She trusted him but a snapshot of him and Sam in the shower with Sam's hand pumping his dick would be hard to erase and just move on. Fine. He got it...and besides, he missed his wife. He decided to send out an olive branch...but what that would be, he had no clue.

He finally walked through and Annie was facing the center of the bed, her beautiful hair splayed out on the pillow behind her. Focusing on him, she started to cry. "I can't keep this up, George. This chill between us. I just can't stand it. I just can't. I miss you so badly....so I did something stupid."

"What?" he asked gently, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her.

"I called Sam. I asked her to give you back to me." Annie began to quietly cry and lowered her face.

George moved closer, picking up her upper body to hug her tightly. "Oh, Annie. For fuck's sake," he said wearily. "Why couldn't you just trust me? Why? There's no affair, Annie. Nothing. Never has been. Never would be. There was the incident in the shower, but that was it...and I thought it was you."

"What are all the secret phone calls? All the confidential mail? You acting like a CIA operative?" she sniffed.

He sighed heavily and went to retrieve his briefcase by the bedroom door. Pulling out a huge file, he walked over to her and sat back down on the bed. From the pile of papers, he pulled one out and handed it to her.

"Samantha Jane O'Dell, plaintiff, vs. George Harrison, Annie Rose Harrison, defendants."

"What the hell is this?" Annie looked up at him, shaking the paper.

"The reason for the phone calls. The reason for the confidential mail."

"What does this mean?"

"Sam is suing us for damages for ah, well... sexual assault and sexual harassment. Well, to be precise, she's suing me. You are the co-defendant for not reporting the assault and harassment." When George finished talking, it seemed like the air went straight out of him. Annie reached over and covered his hand.

"Oh, my god. But George, this is all bullshit," she stated, flatly. "Why did you hide this from me?"

"When it started, you were still having nightmares...you'd been fucking kidnapped! And you were a new mom. I thought I could just handle it and it would go away. But Sam is a tenacious little fucker and I just couldn't upset you with this. I wanted to protect you from...the scrutiny, the questions, the lawyers, the media. Besides, I never expected it to go on this long."

Annie sat up straight and threw her arms around him. "George, I wouldn't have broken over this. Please don't try to hide things from me. We are meant to handle things together. Our minds are attached just like our hearts. I love you, George and we are partners, not just lovers."