Wednesday morning at 5 O'clock

Chapter 10

Tension in the band has began to rise as the days went on. George Martin stuck to his word and soon enough, security guards were called to put Abbey Road studios on lock down. Each Beatle had to sign in and out. Each Beatle had to show I.D and answer questions before being let into the building. And each Beatle had to be followed around by one of the security guards.

It was also the same for Michelle. Where ever she went, she was to be followed. This annoyed her alot and made her anger towards John rise.

"I don't see why I have to be monitored" she wined to George ad they walked into abbey road studios and was stopped by the security guard.

"I.d" he demanded. Michelle huffed and looked through her pocket. Nothing. She checked her other pocket. Still nothing. Panic started to rise through her body as she checked her handbag.

"It's um...its not on me but I can tell you everything I need to know" the guard smiled before replying gruffly.

"No I.D then no entrance" George chuckled.

"Sounds like something they told us back at the cavern" he then handed his I.D over and was let in after answering a question correctly. "Go home and I'll pick you up and we can have dinner okay? " Michelle scowled but nodded before storming off up the road.

As George walked into the studio, he was greeted with smiles. Those smiles from those three faces that he had longed to see but never got. It made his heart warm as he sat down and was greeted for the first time in over a month.

"Where's Mitchell?" Richard  asked as he chomped down on his ham and pickle sandwich.  George chuckled.

"Forgot her I.D and wasn't allowed in. Reminded me of the days when one of us would forget our cavern passes and we'd have to try and sneak that person in" they all chuckled at the memories of the cavern days. This again warmed George's heart as it had been a while since they all had a laugh together has band mates, as friends but most of all, as brothers.

"Hey remember that time when me and Pete got arrest in hamburg!" Paul snorted leaning forward. "We didn't even intend to set the place on fire. Just need bloody light!" John laughed a hearty laugh.

"Could've used a candle but no! Instead you used a Johnny" they all clutched their stomachs as they remembered more and more memories.

"Those were good times. And we've had better ones since ol Ringo joined us" George said before jumping on top of him. "Our saviour!" He shouted as John and Paul also piled on top;giggling away like school girls.

It was times like these the boys treasured most. The times where they could all act how people in their 20s acted. Where they could act like children. Each and every one of them had a warm feeling inside as they all laid down on the floor smiling to them selves.

"This is what a band is all about" John said grinning. The others nodded in sync before sitting up.

"I'm sorry I've been such a dick recently" George said sheepishly. His cheeks turned scarlet as the others chuckled

"It's okay Georgie. Well get you back" Richard smirked before jumping on top of George; Paul and John following. They all laughed as they squirmed under each other.

"Ahem" they all quickly sat up to see a amused looking George Martin and Brian.

"Once you boys have finished your little game, we should get down to finding out who took the tapes" Brian said and follows George Martin into the meeting room.

The boys were silent and looked at escorted before cracking a smile and laughing.

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The meeting was the same as any other meeting. Plain and boring. Not one of them could put their finger on the 'mystery' of the missing tapes. It racked at their brains and irritated them very much.

As they all walked out of the entrance of abbey road studios, they stopped.

"Hey lads. Why don't we all go down to the pub and have a few drinks yeah? Be like old times." Paul suggest. Richard and John nodded enthusiastically and then looked and George "George?"

George thought over his decisions. He was meant to take Michelle out for dinner. But then he thought about the fun he had just had in the studio. Bonding with his brothers like they used to. He thought over it a couple more times and grinned.

"Let's do this lads!" He yelled and walked to the pub with the rest of the band.

A/N: I don't really do these any more but I just want to apologise for the lack of updates. With the Christmas holidays and the stress of my exams, it's been hard but I will try to update more regularly. Also, please comment on what tou think. Would really appreciate the criticism and the praise. Also also, if you're from the UK, you will know what I mean by pickle. If you're not, then backslid pickle in the UK is basically a type of chutney. Many thanks!