Dead On Time (maylor)

Chapter 13

Sorry for the delay. I'm planning on turning this story a bit more related with mythology, so I'm sorry if it doesn't have as much Maylor as in the beginning, but it'll still have (and hints of Deacury).

21st February 1973

Brian's  P.O.V.

It's been a month since it happened, a month since we had Phane and the talk with Roger. We agreed on ignoring The Voice, we both had to put effort. I had to tell him whenever I doubted about anything and he had to promise he wouldn't be mad or make fun of me. It seemed easy but it wasn't, to tell absolutely everything that comes to mind to another person.. not the best idea I've had, but I trusted Roger with my life, I knew I was safe. That didn't quit The Voice's insistence, though.

Anyways, Phane has grown a lot, a bit more than half a year. Eight months to be precise. He could tell, and it seemed like he was right. Phane's life was strange, he 'learned' alone while we worked. I gave him a little book with easy short tales for him to get familiar with the letters. He said he enjoyed it, Phane was able to read short words like 'sun', 'yes', 'drum' and such. He was pretty smart.

I made turns with Roger to teach him on our free time, now we were explaining him the colours and the shapes. It wasn't a big deal for the band, having Phanes. He knew he had to try and be a good boy when we were working.

Today we were planning on working on a few songs we had, decide if we could put them on the album and such. We couldn't record anything for a few more months, but between our gigs Freddie proposed to use the time and work on our 'masterpieces' as he said.

Roger was a bit distant since last week, and that worries me. Did I do anything again or was it something else? Was it my fault, was it Phane's or someone else's? Did that have a relation with my overthinking or not? But most importantly, should I tell him about this doubts or will it make him even more distant? I didn't like that he was like this, we didn't kiss as often as we used to, we didn't laugh together as much, we didn't write together. It was like I was loosing my best friend, and I didn't like it. I knew I was a bit needy now with the whole physiologic thing going on, but was I that annoying? Should I leave like I was planning on doing last month?  That was something I've been thinking about this last week. Would my absence mean anything to Roger, to Phane, to the boys? I could always make a list with the cons and the pros-

"Brian!" someone snapped me out of my thoughts. Better this way, I thought. I sat on the bed and went to search where the voice came from. Before I could even stand up John came in "Bri, do you know where Roger is?" he asked. I didn't understand why he was so worked up over this, he could be at the grocery store or something, we did that often "He's been out ever since I woke up, an hour ago, and Phane's not here either"

Now that's weird "What do you mean he's been out for more than an hour?" I still didn't understand.

John sat next to me "I don't know, I thought they were out for a walk or something... but I started worrying when I came out of the bathroom and Freddie was gone too. I was talking with him through the door and suddenly his voice wasn't heard anymore"

I frowned "Did you find any notes? Maybe they agreed on doing something, you know how extravagant Freddie can be, and if you add Roger to the mix..." I suggested. I said it more to myself than to John. I refused to believe something was going on. Chronos came immediately to my mind, he had to be in this.

"No, nothing. You should get ready so we can go find them" he snapped, I supposed he was upset. He got up and left the room, glancing at me once more "Please" he said before shutting the door.

I did as he wanted and dressed myself, I washed my face and teeth and got ready to go. Putting on our heavy coats we wandered the streets of London and our friends' favourite places, looking for them.