Chapter 81

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It's been a few months and everything was moving along smoothly. But as I always say, that never lasts.

George was back in the studio making music of course, So Zuri and I haven't seen much of him lately.

"Would you like to take some of this water to Baba?" I asked Zuri as I took her out of the high chair and I placed her on the floor, and using Cleo's back, she immediately stood up.

"Let's go." Cleo stood up and walked slowly next to Zuri as she stumbled a little but walked in front of me. I led them to the studio, where George was sitting at the mixing desk.

"Delivery for Mr. Harrison!" I said as I gave him snacks and I gave Zuri the water bottle and walked over to George with it.

"Thank ye, Zo! Baba really needed some." He kissed her cheek and drank some of the water, before petting Cleo who sat on the floor next to his chair.

"How's it going?" I pointed at the desk and he chuckled softly. "It's... going." The doorbell rang so I went to see who it was.

"Hello! I'm looking for George? George Harrison." I instantly recognized him, and immediately began to turn into a starstruck fan girl.

"Peter Tork? From The Monkees?" I gasped and I began to blush and I shook his hand. "Uh.. Yeah! He's here! Come in!" I invited him in and led him to the studio.

"Ahh Peter! Thanks for coming!" He hugged Peter and he sat with him.

"It's amazing to meet you! I'm such a huge fan!" He smiled, and I was immediately in awe of his smile and dimples. "Well we'll leave you two alone. But it was really great to meet you." I said to Peter, and I reached for Zuri, but she began to whine.

"It's alright. She can stay with me." George said. "Alright." Cleo decides that she wanted to stay as well, so I exited the studio to let them discuss whatever they were discussing.

As soon as I left the studio, the bell rang again. I opened it, and I was greeted by Adam and Pattie, and a small child who looked about 5 years old.

"Hey! How are you?" Pattie hugged me, then Adam

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"Hey! How are you?" Pattie hugged me, then Adam. "Who's this?" I asked, kneeling down and looking at the child.

"This is Jordan. She's 5." Pattie said, and I greeted Jordan. "Hi, Jordan! I'm Brielle and It's really nice to meet you!" She stood behind Pattie, but peeled her head out a little and waved a little.

"There's no reason to be scared. I'm a friend of Pattie and Adam. And I have a daughter who I think you would love to meet." A small smile appeared on her face, and she moved next to Pattie.

"Would you like some snacks?" She nodded softly, and I held my hand out to her. She hesitated, but after a little encouragement from Pattie, she took my hand and I led her to the kitchen and gave her some snacks.

While she ate, I began to talk to Pattie and Adam far from her. "What happened since I last saw you two? Start from the beginning."

"After leaving the party, Adam and I got closer and closer since he let me stay at his place while I found somewhere to live permanently. And during that, Rebekah from the adoption agency said they found a child that would be perfect for me and Eric. But I had to tell her what had happened and what my living arrangements were. And being the wonderful lady she is, she inspected the house and asked us questions, and they gave us Jordan to foster yesterday. We couldn't wait to bring her to see you."

I smiled as I listened to their story. "I'm happy for you two! And anytime you want to bring her over, You can! I would love to have her here." "Thank you." She said, then we went back to Jordan, who had finished her snacks, and just sat in silence.

"Jordan! I want you to meet someone!" She got off of her seat and walked over to Pattie, staying close to her. I went into the studio, and Peter was sitting in the recording booth with a guitar on his lap, and George sat in the same spot. He turned to look at me and he had a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes?"

"I want you to come meet someone. It will be quick."

"Alright. Pete, take 5." He said through the mic and Peter nodded. "Alright!" He said, and George got up with Zuri in his arms and Cleo following him.

"Jordan, I want you to meet Zuri, George and Cleo." George put Zuri down on the floor, and kneeled to Jordan's height. " 'Ello, Jordan. It's really nice to meet ye." She quickly ran into his arms and hugged him, which made us all look at each other in confusion.

"B-Beatles... George Harrison from The Beatles..." She said softly as she hugged him. "How do ye know me?" George asked in shock. "Every time Mommy and Daddy used to fight, I used to play a record that you made that Grandpa gave to me before he died. Thank you." She said as she hugged him again, and I could tell George was about to cry. And so were all of us.

"I'm glad me and the boys could 'elp. But now Pattie and Adam will take care of ye and I trust them. Yer in good hands now. And if ye need anything else, Brielle and I are 'ere." She smiled at Pattie and Adam softly. "T-Thank you." She let go of George and waved at Zuri. "H-Hi." She said shyly, and Zuri smiled. "Hi!" She repeated, and took Jordan's hand to the living room where most of her toys were.

"Play!" She said to Jordan, and they began to play with each other.

"That was the cutest thing I've ever seen." I said, watching them play. "Yeah. Well I'm going to get back to work." George said, kissing my cheek and then going back to the studio.

"Well we were going to go out with Jordan. Buy her some new clothes and toys and things like that." Pattie said as she called for Jordan, and she came.

"Say goodbye to Jo!" I told Zuri, and she waved. "Bye!" Zuri said, and Jordan waved back. "Bye!" She said as she left with Pattie and Adam, and Zuri frowned. "I go?" She asked as she tried to follow them out, but I picked her up. "You can't, love. I'm sorry. They need some time alone." I closed the door and put her with her toys.

But all she did was pout and stare at her toys. I could quickly tell that she was lonely. But that would change when she started school in a year or two.

Or maybe it's time for baby number 2?

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