Who Wants To Live Forever...

My Life Has Been Saved - Part 2

Author's Note - While the last chapter ended on the 9th of November, this chapter is rolling back to cover what was going on with Brian and Roger.

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5th November 1987

London

Brian's POV

It was an entire evening of purposely bad music and a lot of laughs.  I was still laughing as I headed from the stage with the boys from Bad News back to the dressing room.  They all pulled off their wigs.  Trying to cool off and catch their breath.  I was used to the routine of playing a show and managing the sweat and stamina and recovering as you left the stage.

"Do you miss it?"  Rik asked me as we walked together.  Both of us patting our faces with a towel.

"I do."  I replied.  "Queen will get back together soon to make a new record and we will see about a tour."  I told him.  Uncertain about the tour part and sometimes uncertain about the new album as well.  We all seemed too busy wrapped up in other things right now.  Time with our family and friends and time to do some projects on our own.  

"You see any of them regularly?"  Ade inquired.  I smiled as I considered telling them the truth. 

"I'm actually sharing a place with Roger at the moment."  I responded.   Ade nodded.

"You dated his sister and had a kid with her..."  he mentioned as I nodded in response.

"Yes."  I confirmed.  Some of it true.  "I'm pretty close to him and all the kids are too."  I said.  There was more truth in that statement.

"Do you think Queen will keep going?" Rik asked me next.  "You've been at it a long time."  he observed.  I sighed but smiled.

"We have."  I responded.  "We're pretty good these days at taking a break when we need to and keeping it fresh.  For all our sakes."  I explained.   "I'm confident we will keep going as long as we can continue doing that."  

We reached the dressing room and stepped inside.  I went straight for the hospitality table and grabbed a beer.  Opening the can and taking a large gulp.  I tossed my towel around my neck as the others began peeling off their stage clothes.  Handing over their wigs and costumes to their dresser as they toweled off and changed clothes.   We shared a few beers and laughed some more before heading out to our cars.  This was the last show of the tour and they were all ready for a break.  

"Thanks again for coming out to play with us."  Ade told me as we stepped outside in the cold night air.  It felt refreshing after the stuffy conditions inside.  "It was a high note for us." he complimented.  

"Thanks for inviting me."  I replied as I patted him on the shoulder.  "You all have a wonderful Christmas." I told them as we parted ways.   Getting the same in return from each member of Bad News as I slid into my hired car.

"Are we still going to Euston Road?"  the driver inquired.

"Yes."  I confirmed as I got comfortable and watched him pull into the light traffic.  I pressed the button and opened the window.  Enjoying the air and still cooling off.  

"Care for some music?"  the driver asked me.  I smiled.

"Sure."  I answered as the car stereo system blared to life.  It was the song 'Bad' from Michael Jackson's latest album.  I hummed along until it ended and then grinned at the next song.  It was Freddie and Montserrat Caballe's 'Barcelona.'   I listened with joy and a sense of pride.  It was truly a masterpiece.