It's All So Beautiful *Roger Taylor Fanfic*

Not Too Late

*May 30th 1978*
**Megan's POV**

We had Eoin's funeral and it felt like one of the worst days of my life. I felt like I had done him wrong. It wasn't nessicarily my fault, but I still felt guilty.

2nd of June would be the trial for Ben. Roger had convinced me to send him to court and I eventually did. I had little evidence but I hoped he would plead guilty.

My life had been a never ending cycle of getting no sleep. I was absolutley exhausted by the end of each day. Roger saw I was lacking and suggested we get a nanny, but I wanted to be there for my kids, not have them brought up by a stranger.

I was grumpy, irritable and depressed during this time and I only blamed Eoin's death. It was the only thing I could trace it back to.

Roger wasn't much help to me at this difficult time. He was in the studio a lot with Queen, recording their next album, Jazz. I was so happy for Roger but I wished he was with me more. It was like we weren't even together anymore. It didn't feel like we were a couple.

*1st Of June 1978*

It was the day before the court case and I was stressing out. I wanted to make sure I said the right thing. I wanted the judge to know that I was telling the truth. Ben would weasel his way out of this, and I knew it.

Roger tried everything to calm me down, but to no avail. The only thing that would make me feel secure was knowing that Ben was unable to hurt me or my family again. I couldn't believe I had trusted him.

I got into bed the night before the trial, very worried until I saw my beautiful Roger lying on the bed. "Hey honey." I mumbled, getting changed. "There's my baby." He replied, getting up off the bed and hugging me from behind. No matter the situation, Roger could always make me feel better. "Baby," he said. "Please, don't worry about tomorrow. Even if he wins, we know you're telling the truth and he'll have to live with a guilty consience for the rest of his life."

"Yeah. You're right Roger." I said and turned and kissed him. He picked me up off my feet and put me into bed, following close behind and pulling me close to him, kissing my head as I tried to sleep. Sleep came easy because he was near.

*2nd of July 1978*

I woke up with Rogers arm around my waist. I turned around, kissed his cheek and got out of bed. He stirred a bit but didn't wake. I put on my clothes and did my hair and makeup. I was very nervous and I wished Roger could come with me but the judge said he had no place as he didn't see the accident.

I got my breakfast and sat at the table, sipping tea as I checked the time. I thought it was later than it was and I still had 30 minutes before I had to leave. It was 10:30 so I decided to go upstairs and wake Roger up as the kids would be awake soon.

I went up to our room and gently shook his shoulder. He stirred and frowned, eventually opening his eyes and sitting up so his eyes met mine. "Good morning." I said to him, smiling. "Morning." He replied. He had his hoarse morning voice which I found adorable. His hair was also extremely messy and ruffled which I also loved. I loved seeing Roger in the morning like this.

"Baby?" Roger asked. "Mm?" I replied, opening the curtains. "Should I come with you to the trial?"

"I want you to but the judge said you weren't there." I told him. "Yeah, but I know Ben and I know what he's like. I could tell them about the time he pushed me in front of a car."

I nodded my head in agreement and Roger jumped out of bed and got dressed and did his hair. I woke Elly and Aidan up and brought them to their day care and brought Luke to Sharon's house. Sharon had moved back into London just a few days before and I was glad I didn't have to keep pawning off Brian and Chrissie.