Heirs To Queen

School Called

"Sorry I'm late," Roger rushing into a meeting the band is having with John Reid. He huffs sitting in the space beside John.

"Everything alright, lovie?" Freddie notices he looks a little flustered, not a common sight on their drummer.

"Yeah, Ally was being fussy and didn't want to go to school but wouldn't say why. But it's the last day of school I think she just wanted to go in," Summer holidays start tomorrow so he hopes that's all it, "Anyway what did I miss?"

"Not much," Reid assures him and the meeting continues. They finally got out of their contract with Trident Studios and have just signed a new contract with EMI.

"They want us to go to a farm to record the new album?" Brian frowns.

"Rockfield farm is a recording studio... in Wales."

"Wales! You do know we have kids right?"

"How long for? A week?" Roger asks needing to facts.

"You have the studio for the entire summer holidays, so until the album is done or the end of August, whichever comes first."

John scoffs knowing full well that a month is never long enough with the four of them arguing all the time, "My son isn't even a month old yet. It's not exactly fair of me to leave Ronnie with a newborn and a 5-year-old especially when the 5-year-old is off school for six weeks."

"What if we took the girls with us? It would leave Veronica with just Robert to look after," Freddie suggests, it's still not fair but it halves the pressure on her and the girls don't have to spend their entire summer holiday without them.

"Isn't the idea to get away from all distractions," Paul Prenter, their personal assistant, kindly butts in.

Roger and John glare at him but don't get a chance to speak, "Paul is right," Reid agrees.

A knock on the office door pauses the meeting, "Sorry to interrupt," The woman from the front desk pokes her head in, "But the school was on the phone..."

"Alice?" Roger interrupts her assuming Alice didn't settle after he left.

"No, it was for Mr Deacon about Lilliana. They said she was having trouble breathing after her P.E. lesson they asked you to go and collect her," the message relayed, the woman went back to reception.

"Again," John sighs and gets up to grab his jacket and keys.

"Again?" Brian presses for more.

"She had the same problem after her P.E. Lesson last week. Looks like a trip to the doctor." Before leaving, he stops at reception to use the phone to make an emergency doctor's appointment.

Arriving at the school, the head teacher leads him to the nurse's office where Lilliana is sitting on one of the chairs, "Lily, you okay?" He kneels before her.

"She's mostly got her breathing under control," The nurse explains, "But there is some lingering wheezing."

"I managed to get an emergency appointment with the doctor in an hour."

"I'm not qualified to diagnose but I would suggest asking about asthma. From her symptoms, last time and today, plus the lingering wheezing are red flags for Asthma."

Taking in what she's saying he nods, "Thank you, I'll bring it up with the doctor. Come on Lil," He holds out his hand to her.

"Am I in trouble?" Lilliana asks once they get to the car.

"Of course not," John frowns and kneels in front of her again, "Why would you think you are?"

"You seem angry," She mutters.