The Beatles Through History

Chapter 27

Ringo stood up, the place was Abbey Roads studios! Wonderful. He was home. But, where were the other lads?

Ringo walked over to his drum set and slowly moved his hands across it. He looked up at the box and saw no one was in it.

'Hm, must be on a tea break...with out me?' Ringo hurried out the doors. The lobby was empty as well. No ones coats were hung up. Suddenly there was a small jiggle of the door knob and he hurried keys rattle. The door creaked as a person stepped in. A person, who Ringo did not recognize. The man turned around, or was it a man?

"Oh, hey Rings." He smiled.

"H-hi." Ringo stared at the man. He had long hair, glasses, and his smile reminded him a lot of John.

Next entered a women with long black hair. She looked up and smiled then continued in. Ringo looked out to see if anyone else strange was coming in. Nope nothing.

He hurried into the studio and stared. They were seated next to each other.

"Your here early aren't ya Rings?" The man asked.

"Hey, listen, you have no right in here. You know that. And don't act like ya know me. That aint gonna work if your an old hobo tryin' to get autographs, then cellin' 'em for money." Ringo put his hands on his hips and glared at the two.

"Uh, Ringo, are, uh, you, okay?" He asked, he took his glasses off and squinted at Ringo.

"Im fine! You just need to get out! Your the replacement huh?"

"Replacemnt?" The man looked at the girl, he was sounding like John.

"Yeah, for John."

"I am John, Ringo!" He stood up.

"No your not! Don't convince me! Jane told me! You sure aren't convincing!"

"Jane? Jane left Paul a long time ago."

"Of course! She's not here! Thats why she left Paul!"

"Paul is married to Linda now, don't you remember?"

"Who's Linda?" Ringo asked.

That moment a little girl came running threw the studio followed by a man. He looked a lot like Paul. Then someone else entered, he looked like George, with a mustache.

"Paul, i think Ringo had a bad night last night."

"Oh? Why?" Paul put his bass over his head casually.

"He doesn't know who i am or Linda!"

"Heather don't touch that." Paul said to the little girl then looked at Ringo and grinned. "Oh, he doesn't?"

"I, uh, ill be back." Ringo walked out. He sat down and went over what was going on. Then the doors opened again.

"Ringo?" A soft voice said, it sounded like George's.

"George? Is that you?" Ringo asked.

"Yeah. Whats wrong?" George put his hand on Ringo's shoulder.

"I need help."

"Why?"

"Whats going on?"

"Nothing. Just we have to get this album done."

"What album? A Hard Days Night?" Ringo asked eagerly.

"No. We don't know what to call it yet. Besides. We made that album years ago! Hm, in fact, only, i think, 5 years ago."

"What??" Ringo's eyes widened.

"Whats wrong?"

"John isn't with Cynthia anymore??"

"No.."

"George, who am i!"

"Ringo..."

"What do i look like?"

"Well...look in the mirror over there." He pointed to a mirror hung up over a table.

Ringo walked over to it and gasped at the face starring back at him. It had a mustache, and long hair. THen he quickly turned around and went inside.

"Paul! Paul!"

"yes?"

"Is your mum alive?"

"No. You know that better then any body RIngo!" He shook his head and put the head pieces back on.

"Alright boys, are you ready?" George Martin asked from inside the glass box.

Ringo sighed and sat back at his drums.

"Yes, alright lads?" Paul looked at each of his friends. Heather sat in the little box as the lads began to play. Ringo trying to stay with them.

Ringo left the studio dumbfounded. Where was he? And what was going on...they did this! They sent them back. But to the future? How did they know...

Ringo saw Paul walked to a house near Abbey Road studios. He was holding the girl, Heather. Paul had a daughter?

Ringo walked up to Paul.

"Paul!"

Paul turned around. "Hey Rings."

"Can I come in."

"is something wrong with you and Mo?"

"Mo?"

Paul let out a laugh. "Your wife silly!"

"Uh, oh um no." Ringo started.

"Come on in, I bet Linda has something wonderful cooking!" He smiled and opened the door.

"Thanks Paulie."

"I'll tell Mo your staying here, for the night!"

"Why?"

"I want to talk to you."

Ringo was greeted by a big Old English Sheep dog and a beautiful American girl named Linda.

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BACK IN 1940s

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"Wheres Ringo?" Jane asked eagerly.

"I don't know. He just vanished." Mary shrugged.

"Oh this is great!" Mike grinned.

"Not the best Mike." Jane glared.

"You love him right?"

"No!" Jane sat back down on the couch.

"Mum..."

All eyes looked at the stare well. Paul was standing there, staring into space. He had his hand holding onto the rail.

"Paul!" Mary stood up quickly and went over to him. His eyes followed her eagerly.

"Mum!" Paul began to cry and hugged her. "Your here." he sighed in relief.

"I've always been Paulie." Mary stroke his hair and she lead him to the couch. He saw Jane and smiled. Jane smiled back. Paul let out a big yawn and soon feel asleep.

"Mike carry your brother upstair please." Mary said. "I'll be up in a minute."

Mike obeyed and Jane followed Mary up, Mike went back downstairs. Jane waited outside, while Mary went in to say goodnight.

"Mum if I loved some one would you let me?"

"Your just 14 Paul. Who could have your heart?" Mary smiled.

"I love Jane, I've always loved her. Do you like her?"

"She's a very sweet girl, but she is to old for you."

"She's four-"

"Mrs. McCartney?" Jane said quickly.

"Yes, Jane?"

"Sorry but um where will I sleep?"

"Where you always sleep. In the guest room. George is rooming with Mike." Mary smiled.

"Thanks. And sorry again."

"No it is alright. Good night, dear. Good night Paul." She kissed her son who was now asleep and left.

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