Wednesday morning at 5 O'clock

Chapter 18

The Beatles huddled around the oval table that occupied their meeting room. Like always, Brian and George Martin sat at the top whilst the others sat around them. In the middle of the table there was various pens and bits of paper waiting to be used.

" so John, why have you called this meeting?" Brian asked. John looked at George and then at Brian before explaining .

" I have called this meeting because Michelle has gone missing. As we all know, George was good friends with Michelle and with her disappearance, it's playing on George's mind. I've called this meeting because we need to find her. George has been rather unfocused since we found out she has been missing and we can't let that be the case any more;we need his full attention if we want this album to be a great success." Every one nodded in agreement accept George Martin.

"I think this is silly and uncalled for" he said, his face held a sour expression and his lips pursed together tightly until they turned white. "Why are you wasting our time on some girl that you call didn't like? This meeting is over"

"Now listen here George Martin" John said standing up and pointing his finger towards the old man. The tension in the room was swallowing them all whole as George Martin and John glared at each other. "I want this album to be the best album that's ever been released and without George being focused , that's not going to happen. Do you understand me? This is my band and I will do what ever it takes to make sure it stays that way"

John sat down, red faces and short of breath. The rest of the band sat there with a smug smile on their faces as George Martin sat down;feeling ashamed that he had been defeated. He glared for a moment before wafting his hands about in the air.

"Fine, whatever. Just don't make any mistakes"

"I think this meeting is done" Paul said laughing.

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The four Beatles sat in Richards house. They didn't say anything, just sat there quietly;vaguely taking notice of the silly show that covered the television screen. They all breathed a heavy sigh and looked at one another.

"What are we going to do?" Richard said whilst switching off the telly. Paul and John both shrugged but George stood up, faced the other three Beatles and frowned.

"We're not going to find her sitting about like a bunch of ninnys ! We need to be out there looking, putting up missing posters, doing anything until we find her!"

"Look, George, we know how much She means to you but we can't do anything other than wait or find more clues" Richard said, comforting the youngest Beatle.

John and Paul looked at George with sympathy and patted his shoulder.

"Come on mate, why don't we go down to the pub, have a couple drinks and just forget about it for once night" Paul said, giving George a warm smile.

George hesitated for a moment;his mind racing with come backs or something to say that would stop them from going. But nothing came out. Not a peep. Instead, George gently nodded his head in agreement and sighed.

"That's settled then! Well go for a few pints and have a good time just like we used to." John said smacking George gently on the back. "Come ed lads"

George looked around and gave a small smile before heading out the door to the pub.