The Beatles Through History

Chapter 9

Suddenly Paul tripped over something, then hitting his head on a near by tree. John put Mike down and rushed over to his unconscious friend. 

"Paul? Paul!" He shook his friend, then lifted him up.

"Come on Mike lets find your brother." John looked at MIke. Mike nodded and they continued.

"Paul!" Mike called out. "Paulie!"

"Paul! Say something!" John yelled. 

"Did i fall?" John heard a mumble behind him.

"Not you Paul. But yes you did."

John waited for a reply but none came. 

"I found him, Johnny! I found him!" Mike shouted.

"Okay, okay, im coming." John went over to Mike. 

"How are we going to get them back?"

"Only if you were a bit bigger you could carry him." John sighed.

"I can try!" Mike tried to lift his brother up. But failed and started to breath heavily.

"Fine, uh, lets get your...ill have to carry him." John heaved the unconscious little boy up in his arms.

"Your strong." Mike looked up as John staggered a bit.

"Tthanks." He said breathing heavily and began to head home.

John made it to home and put both boys on the couch, he himself took the spot next to Paul and sighed, a long sigh. Mike went to the kitchen then came back with a glass of water for John.

"Thanks." John chuckled.

"John, Paul's head is bleeding."

John looked over at the younger Beatle, and got up to look.

"Oh gosh Mike!" John frowned, "He hit his head bad."

"Not him, Johnny! My brother." Mike had a laughing tone in his voice.

John turned his head to the younger one. He gazed at Paul's then went over to Little Paul  and looked at his head, then back at Paul's. 

"Mike these cuts are in the same spot!"

"Really? Thats cool!" he paused, "I think..."

"Not cool, but strange and interesting." John said and left Mike. Then called him into the kitchen.

They came back with some wet towels and dapped their heads. The cuts were not deep enough for stitches but they were bleeding good.

"Okay, now Mike take this to the, uh utility room." He handed Mike the towels. Mike obeyed and came back in no time.

"Your loyal to your brother huh?"

"Yes! Will he be okay?"

"I think so."

"Are you a doctor?"

"No, im a musician."

"Musician? My daddy is one! He plays that piano, Paul always requests the same tune!"

"Thats very cool." John smiled.

At the same time both Paul's eye lids opened, one more slowly then the other, and they both lifted their heads.

"Ah!" John jumped. "Dont do that, its a bit weird mates."

"What happened?" Paul groaned.

"You hit the tree, i don't know what happened to the little one."