'39 - A John Deacon FanFiction

Chapter 6 - A Day Alone

2 weeks later

            John was still in the future. I hadn't figured out how to get him back home yet, but we were still waiting for him to remember something else. Anything else to help get him back home. There were days when we would just focus on remembering. Particularly a two-day stretch where all we did was try and walk through what he remembered, hoping that something else would pop into his mind.

            "You remember Brian and Roger. And that you were in New York. Anything else?" I asked. Sort of desperate after hours of trying to remember all this from the day before without much of a break. It was a new day, but I was still exhausted. And I wasn't even the one who was trying to remember. I was being as kind and generous to him as possible. It wasn't that I wanted him out of my house. In fact, it was the opposite. I had never wanted anyone to stay with me longer.

            "I just saw Roger and then blackness. That's it." He replied. He looked tired. I thought that giving him a good night's sleep would help his mind, but it hadn't helped. He didn't remember anything else. And, I needed to go to work.

            I had managed to take vacation time for two weeks in order to make sure that John was settled enough. I simply told my boss that I had a family emergency and needed to take time off. It wasn't like he would accidentally run into me. We weren't going out that much.

            I pinched the bridge of my nose in disappointment as I walked over to the coffee table to grab my camera bag. I slung it over my shoulder.

            "Where are you going?" he asked.

            "I told you yesterday. I have to go to work." I explained, still tired and done with talking about John's memory for a while. "Can't spend every day here, being with you." My heart broke at my own words. "Someone has to make money around here." John gave me a shy smile. A guilty smile. There was a pause. "I wish I could stay here with you, but I can't. I've already been away too long. I think you'll be okay here by yourself. Don't you?" I gave him puppy dog eyes, hoping he wouldn't guilt me into staying another day. Had he asked me though, I would have dropped everything to stay. I may seem independent and strong-willed, but all that faded away when I was with John. He was in control and he didn't even know it.

"I'll be alright. It's just for a day," he replied.

"Well, until tomorrow and the day after that, and the day after that-" I teased.

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there," he replied sweetly. "But, for right now. It's only a day." I gave him a caring smile.

"There's food in the fridge. And remember, no TV and no going into my room." I felt like his mother all of a sudden and I didn't like the way I was sounding. "I know you'll be fine."

"You're worried about me, aren't you?" he asked in a semi-confident tone.

"A little," I chuckled. "Haven't left you alone yet. Don't know what you could be exposed to." I tried to seem as light hearted as possible, but it didn't seem to be working. Like he could see right through me.

"I'll be alright. Besides, how much harm could a little knowledge of the future do?" he asked, shrugging. I shot him a concerning look. His confidence melted away and he smiled at my concern. "I'll be fine. Just go to work. Take some pictures for me."

I locked the apartment door behind me. Hoping it would give Deacy one last reminder to not leave. He was all I could think about throughout the day. I wasn't concerned about him. He had been traveling the world at this age in his time. He was perfectly fine on his own. But, I felt awful that he was cooped up in that apartment all day with nothing to do but read, listen to music, and sleep.