Monkees meet the Beatles

Chapter 8

It had been a whole 5 days since the last aftershock. The Beatles and the Monkees were staying at a shelter until the monkee pad was built again.

There were hundreds of cots that people had filled up. 10 including the Beatles manager and Micky's mom. They had all been together and rarely wondered around in fear that another shock would happen and they would lose each other.

Mike was laying on a cot keeping his leg propped up. He had managed to go through surgery to get his ankle fixed up. At first, he was reluctant about getting it done, but he also wanted to keep his foot so he went though with it.

Peter, Davy and Ringo were all talking, Micky was pacing around as if he was waiting for something, Paul, John and George were next to Mike laughing and joking around, basically, trying to get Mike to smile. He kept his serious face as he looked up at the roof of the shelter.

"Come on Mikey boy. Aren't ye glad ye alive?"

Mike faced his attention to the three of them. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be? I'm just upset we have to stay here instead of going home because our home is destroyed."

"Ey, its alright Mike. At least ye and your friends are safe. It'll be alright."

"Yeah. Sure it will. Nothing will be the same once everything is rebuilt."

"Ye right. It won't be. But, don't worry about the future mate. Worry about right now. Ye don't need to worry about future stresses that ye can't handle. Ye know that."

Mike sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the cot as he gently put his injured foot down.

"I do know that. There's alot of things I can't handle. But, I do have the greatest friends I have ever had." He said looking over at Davy, Peter and Micky. "I do wish Micky would stop pacing."

"What? Did someone call me?" Micky said as he stopped pacing and he tried to find the voice that matched whoever said his name.

"Over here Micky. All I said was, I wish you would stop pacing. Come join us. Have a seat."

Micky walked over to the four of them and sat down. "What's up guys? Which reminds me, when are you guys going back to England?"

"After this is all over. We aren't just going to leave ye all 'ere." Paul said.

"Yeah. Not to mention, the airports are all closed so we are basically stuck 'ere."

"Great. More time to spend you guys. So, what's the first thing the three of you are going to do when you get back to England?"

"Probably kiss the ground." John said as he laughed at his own response.

Paul and George also gave a little chuckle. Then, Paul spoke: "I'll be there with ye Johnny."

Mike started to smile for the first time since being at the shelter. "You guys are crazy, you know that right?"

"Look. Is that a smile?"

"I  think it is Georgie."

"Knock it off." Mike said trying to hide his smile.

"Ye can't hide it now since we saw it."

"You know, once our house is rebuilt again, I think I might just do the same thing." Mike said laying back on the cot.

That gained some laughs from the others. George took out a pack of cigarettes and took one out and offered one to John and Paul. Paul took one but John declined. George then lit it and gave the lighter to Paul. He then threw the pack to Ringo and turned back to the group.