The front door slammed, signalling his return from the studio.
"Jane! Jane, you in love?" Paul's voice came from the hallway.
"Up here!"
She heard his feet on the stairs, two at a time as usual. He came into the bedroom.
"Hiya love. Good day?"
She kept her back to the doorway and didn't reply.
"Jane?" Paul sat next to her on the bed. "You OK? Has something happened?"
She nodded.
"Hi baby, what's wrong?" He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. "I love you." He kissed her softly on top of her head.
She looked up at him and studied his face for a moment. "Do you? Really?"
Paul looked bewildered. "What do you mean? Jane?"
"Do you love me?"
"Of course I do! Why are you asking me that?" He took her hand. "What's wrong? Please."
"I'm pregnant."
She watched as the colour drained from his face.
"How the fuck has that happened?" She could hear the panic in his voice. "You're supposed to be on the fucking pill!"
"I am. Something must have interfered with it!"
"What?"
She shrugged. "I don't know."
"SHIT!"
"It's happened Paul. I'm not happy about it either you know!"
He looked at her for a moment, a furious look on his face. He turned and stormed from the room. Once more she heard his footsteps on the stairs and then the front door slammed shut.
It was several hours later that she heard him come tiptoeing into the bedroom.
"Jane. Jane love." He whispered.
To her surprise he was sober. That meant he must have been to see John to calm down. He slipped into bed beside her and snuggled up to her.
"Are you awake love?"
"Yes." She replied, keeping her back to him.
"Turn around love. Please." he pleaded.
Sighing, she did as he requested.
"What."
"I am so sorry. Earlier on, I was foul with you. It was the shock. I'm sorry."
"I was shocked too Paul and right now I'm fairly pissed off." She said sadly, "I'm twenty years old and pregnant. My so called fiance throws a tantrum at the news. It's not quite what I had planned for my life either!"
He put his arms around her and kissed her. "Forgive me baby! Please Jane. I panicked! You know what I'm like. I am so sorry." He kissed her again.
Hating herself for letting him off so easily, she gave in and put her arms around him.
"OK. I understand. Really I do."
"Thank you love." He kissed her again, his tongue searching a way into her mouth. She pulled away.
"Don't Paul."
"I only want to show you I'm sorry and I love you."
"We don't need to have sex to do that."

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Threes a crowd. - Now Complete.
FanfictionJane Asher and Paul McCartney met in April 1963. Three years later they are still together and now engaged. Despite their own doubts and the comments of other, the couple set a date. What will the future hold for the Golden Couple of the 1960's.