It's All So Beautiful *Roger Taylor Fanfic*

A Worthwhile Experience

*15th of June 1977*
**Rogers POV**

I had been in the hospital for a number of days and it didn't feel like my health was improving. I had various injuries and they all caused excruciating pain. I couldn't use the bathroom without crying. Megan was bringing the kids to see me everyday and she made sure I was okay. I missed being at home and being in the studio. It felt like I was completely useless for those days I was in the hospital.

I was sitting up in bed, eating, when I saw Megan running past my room with a group of doctors and a person on a hospital bed. I was confused at first but then I remembered that she worked at the hospital. I thought about the twins. Where were they?

In all honesty, I didn't want them to be with Brian. Yeah, he was very nice to them and he cared about them a lot, but I didn't want them to get too attached to Brian. They were my kids and I wanted to be there for them, even though it was rather difficult now. Brian was a good friend, and so I felt slightly guilty when I realised what I was thinking.

Just then, Megan came into my room, dressed in her paramedic's uniform. She took off her huge coat and was just in the uniform's shirt. She plopped on the nearby chair and titled her head back, groaning. "What's wrong, babe?" I asked. "I think the person we brought in is dying..." she said, rubbing her hand against her forehead. "You can't save them all." I told her. "I know but this is the first time I've ever lost a patient." She was obviously very upset so I put my arms out to her, offering a hug. She accepted and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Ow.." I mumbled, hoping she wouldn't hear. She suddenly let go. "Oh Rog, I'm so sorry..." she said, rubbing my hair. "Its alright." I told her and I took her hand. "I wish I was able to hug you...." I told her. "It's okay Roger, don't worry." She replied.

The nurse came in and gave me my daily pain relief and a cup of tea. I was finally able to get out of bed. It took me quite a while and I couldn't go far but I still felt happy with my accomplishment. I got up and went over to Megan, using the crutches the hospital gave me for my hip. I found them hard to manoeuvre because of my shoulder but I made it over to her and sat on her knee. She giggled and wrapped her arms around my waist. I breathed out slowly, moving back a bit, trying to find a position where it wouldn't hurt like crazy. Unfortunately a position like that was hard to find. Megan sensed how uncomfortable I was so she told me to get up and put me sitting down on the chair while she sat on the bed. The support from the chair was exactly what I needed.

I took Megan's hands. "Please," I said to her. "Get me out of here. It's so boring!" I moaned. She laughed. "Roger there's nothing I can do. I'm not a doctor and you're not fit to leave." I groaned loudly. She came over to me and knelt down in front of my chair. "I love you." She said. "I love you more." I told her. We both laughed. She stood up and kissed my lips. It felt like her kiss made the pain subside. She finished and left the room for a minute. After a while she came back with the doctor who told me that he only had to do a few more tests and then I could go. I was overjoyed. I wanted to get out of here fast.

The doctor did the various tests, all of which came back okay, so he released me. However I was given strict orders to not do too much physical activity or lift up heavy objects. I had to return in a months time.

Megan helped me out of the hospital and I was glad to see the outside of that sull of a room. I couldn't wait to return home and I just wanted to be in my own bed again.

It was 8:45pm when we arrived home because the traffic in London was terrible. Megan collected the twins from Brian's house, from which he came out to see how I was. He sent his best regards and we were on our way. The kids were happy to see me. They gave me lots of kisses but I couldn't give any back because I couldn't really move too much. Doctors orders.

That night we all watched television and laughed and talked. The kids asked me about the hospital and the tour and I told them wild stories and tall tales while they sat there, shocked, believing every word I said. Aidan got on Megan's lap and Elly got on mine. She sat over on my left leg more, the hip that wasn't fractured. She was very smart. When both her and Aidan fell asleep Megan carried them upstairs. I felt guilty that I couldn't help but she told me not to worry about it. When the kids were in bed and asleep, she came down to the sitting room and joined me on the couch. "So what did you think of the album?" I asked her, seeing the cover on the coffee table. "Oh Roger I loved it so much! It was fantastic." She told me. I put my good arm around her and she lay, very gently on my chest. "I enjoyed the concert too." She said. "Before you nearly killed yourself!" She said laughing. I lifted her chin and kissed her. It was rather annoying because I couldn't kiss her passionately and she couldn't put her hands in my hair because I was in so much pain.

I got up off the couch and she gave me some pain relief. We both walked extremely slowly up the stairs, with Megan behind me in case I fell. I was using my crutches and they were only making it more difficult. It took me more than 40 minutes to get to my bed. Megan didn't complain. I changed with her help and I got into bed very slowly. She got in her side. I noticed it looked like my side had been slept in. "Did someone sleep here?" I asked. "Yeah I put the twins there because I was lonely." She told me. I pressed against her. "I'm sorry I wasn't here." I whispered in her ear. "It's not your fault." She whispered back. She turned around and gave me a kiss goodnight and then she snuggled into my chest again. I felt my pain ease a bit. I didn't know whether it was the pain relief or not but I liked to think it was her.