The Beatles Through History

Chapter 23

John's POV

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I woke up, it was still dark out. I heard faint crying. Might be Paul, maybe Jane, or...i don't know who else. I stood up and made my way upstairs.

I checked into Paul's room. I turned the light one and saw that Jane was holding Paul and curled up. That was sweet, i thought, but where was that crying...

"J-john?" 

I looked back at Jane. She looked up worried.

"Do you here that?"

"Yes, but i know already. Its Paul's mum. She died.

"He knows?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"I went in the other room and came back and told him." 

"But...why?"

"He had to find out sooner or later."

I looked at Paul, who's face was stained with tears and was sleeping peacefully now. I sat down. Why did this happen.

I stood up quickly. Now i was hearing something else...screams...

I turned to Jane.

"Do you hear that?"

"What?"

I walked out of the room and went downstairs. I heard the screams from downstairs. It sounded like a dying pig. It was horrible. I walked over to the living room window, rain poured and poured. Then a dark figure leaped at me through the window and broke the glass, then landed on me.

It grabbed something out, long and shiney. A knife.

"No! Jane! Help me! Jim!" I kicked. He through the knife down and i felt it hit my chest, then it was dark...

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"John!"

John heard a voice. He sat up and looked at the person whom the voice belonged, it was Mary.

"Your...your alive! Im alive!" He looked around and smiled.

"John, calm down. Are you going to be okay?"

"I...i think so! Now that im awake. And it was all a dream...oh thank goodness! But what would it mean?"

"John!" She put her hands on his shoulders and looked at him.

"Sorry." he smiled shyly.

"We're leaving for the hospital and-"

"Your having a baby?" 

Mary stared blankly at John. "No."

"Oh sorry. Why are you going to the hospital?"

"John, don't you remember. You told me too."

"Im not a doctor, i'm a musician." John frowned...but that did sound familiar, to him.

"John, John, John." Mary put a hand on your head. "I think you need to be watched."

"I do not need to be watched! Wheres Cynthia?"

"you mean Jane?"

"No, Jane is Paul's. I wouldn't take his girl. Im married to Cynthia anyways. We have a boy Julian."

She still was staring at him blankly.

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"Jane Asher is dating Paul McCartney."