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LXXVIII

November, 1976

I was rushing around, trying to pack all of Priscilla and Ana's stuff last minute, while Roger was calm, sitting on the stool b the counter, sipping on a cup of tea with one and three sevenths sugars. Still no idea what that is.

"Alice, calm down, we've got plenty of time, just sit down, have a cup of tea and relax" Roger advised, standing up, and wrapping his arms around my waist, from behind, while I packed som clothes in Priscillas suitcase.

"We haven't got plenty of time, we have 2 hours, nothing is organized and the drive to the airport is an hour away, not to mention the stops to the gas stations on the way there every time one of us gets hungry or we lose fuel. Giving us probably an hour and fifty minutes to get ready, and Priscilla and Ana aren't even up yet!" I stressed, setting the clothes down on the bed, watching as Priscilla stirred a little in her sleep.

I sighed and turned around in Rogers arms, resting the crown of my head on his chest, feeling him rub circles on my back, in an attempt to calm me down.

"Just calm down, go into the kitchen and make yourself a cup of tea and I'll handle packing. Alright?" he compromised, lifting my chin up so our eyes were locked, as I nodded my head slowly and walked off into the kitchen, allowing him to take over.

I walked into the kitchen, pouring myself a cup of tea, trying to calm my nerves that were jumping around all over the place.

I was nervous about going on tour with Roger, especially bringing Ana and Priscilla. I knew the place would be surrounded by fangirls, groupies, booze, parties and shows every night, making me re-consider my decision, although it was too late now, but I knew there would be a close eye kept on the girls by their bodyguards and of course me when Rog was on stage.

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After finally getting ready and packed, and spending an hour on the road, surprisingly without many stops on the way, we made it to the airport, seeing Freddie, Brian, John, Chrissie, Ronnie, Robert, Vicky, River, Sara, Ashley, Kirk, Fate and Adele already standing, waiting for us, with a few bodyguards and Paul.

"Finally! What took you so bloody long?!" Freddie exclaimed, irritated to our typically late arrival.

"Someone wouldn't quit stressing over luggage" Roger laughed, earning a jab in the side from my elbow.

"I didn't know yous were coming?" I furrowed my eyebrows, towards Vicky, Ash and Fate– not disappointed, just surprised.

"Well, Freddie suggested that we should tag along, since it's the last tour of the season" Fate shrugged, with Adele's arm around her shoulder.

"Plus the begging from these three" River laughed, as Vicky rolled her eyes, kissing his cheek.

"What begging? What're you talking about?" Fate asked, sarcastically, pretending to have no clue what he was on about.

"The one where you had your hands together crying and pleading for Freddie to allow you to go on tour" Adele recalled, as Chrissie and Ronnie laughed.

"I can't remember that happening. Do yous?" Fate pointed her question towards Vicky and Ashley, who both shook their heads, while I laughed, lightly, bouncing Ana up and down in my arms.

Robert, Sara and Priscilla were sat on the ground, playing with their toys, while I held Ana in my arms, who was fiddling with my necklace, which I continuously pulled out of her grasp, before she would put it in her mouth.

"Alright, can we finally get going before we miss this bloody plane?" Brian huffed, impatiently, as Chrissie rubbed his shoulder, keeping him calm.

"The flight takes off in 10 minutes let's go!" Deacy rushed us, throwing his head back in boredom of their bickering.

"Fine. Let's go. And yes, there was plenty of begging from the three of you" Freddie stated, as Paul dragged Fred's suitcase behind him, looking back at us, with an irritating smile on his face, that caused many eye rolls.

Roger was carrying Priscilla, balancing her on his hip, while his other arm was wrapped around my waist, while I held Ana, who was quickly falling asleep, with her arms around my neck, as we walked on to the private plane.