Saving John Lennon

Chapter 3

Katy and John both looked in Paul's direction and they both noticed that he was out like a light. His laughter much have put him to sleep.

Katy approached him and kicked his foot lightly. He didn't budge which indicated that he was, in fact, asleep.

"Hey George, help me out here."

George approached her but was clueless as to what she was talking about. "Help ye with what?"

"We are gonna carry him to his bedroom. I can't let him sleep here. I know what it feels like to sleep on the floor. Its no fun. If you aren't used to sleeping on the floor, you wake up with you're body hurting."

"Alright."

"Grab his ankles. I got his arms." She said as George positioned himself at Paul's feet and waited for Katy to get in position. Once she did, she counted down. "Alright. You ready?"

He just nodded.

"One........"

"Two........"

"Three........."

They both lifted him up at the same time. They were half way to his bedroom when they heard a familiar voice: "What's going on?"

"Not now Paul. Me and George are just carrying you to you're bedroom."

He was out again so he didn't hear her response.

"There he goes." George said as they got to his bedroom. George took both of his feet into one hand so he could open the door and once it was opened, they walked in and placed him gently in his bed. George walked out and Katy pulled a blanket over Paul and walked out and closed the door behind her.

It was getting late out. George had already showed Katy her bedroom long before. She had a chance to look around the flat to find out where everything was located and where all the rooms were and who's room was who's. John's room was to the left of her's, and George's room was to the front of her's. Ringo and Paul both had their bedrooms on the opposite side of the flat.

Katy was in her bedroom. Ringo had provided her with some pajamas and she went over to her bed. She closed her eyes, but then, she realized that John's murder and George's death never happened yet. After bonding with them that day, she grew saddened because she knew what lay ahead of them in the near future.

She knew she couldn't save George because he died of cancer, but she knew that she could try to save John Lennon. And if she was still in the past when the shooting happened, she was going to try everything she can to try and stop the killing of one of the best musicians there was.

She just sat up and put her head into her hands and she began to sob lightly. She heard a light knock on the door and she wiped away a few tears. "Uh, yeah? Come in."

It was George. He somehow heard her crying and came to check up on her. "Are ye alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"I don't know. It could be because I heard ye crying. Ye don't sound alright. Come on. Ye could tell me. I won't tell anyone."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Come on. Ye could trust me."

"I know I can. I just don't know how you could take it. Its about the future."

"Ye miss ye family?"

"Yeah. But that's not it."

"Alright. Well, what's bothering ye?" His voice went soft as he started to listen.