I thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!
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"What does he want?"
"Maybe he wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm fine. I dont need him breathing down my back. I told him that if I wanted to talk, I would go up to him. Not the other way around."
Alfred approached the two. "John. Good to see yer alive."
John put on a fake smile. "Of course I'm alive. Why wouldn't I be? I'm perfectly fine. I'm wonderful."
"Cut the sarcasm."
"That's who I am. If you don't like it, then leave. Now, what do you want?"
"I cant see how my own son is?"
"I'm a very busy man Mr. Lennon." John said.
"How are you busy?"
"There's some people were looking for. I dont need anyone getting in the way of me searching for my family."
"Yer son alright?"
"Yes. He's fine. Hes not the only family I have ye know."
"Want me to help look for them?"
"No. I don't need yer help."
"Look, I came here to help. Now, I'll help whether you like it or not."
"Alright fine. I don't have time for this. Don't get in my way."
George got to his car and got in the driver's seat, John decided he wanted to ride shotgun, leaving Alfred to the back seat.
"Come on. We dont have much time.
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They had searched for several hours. The car ended up runnin out of gas so they were on foot. Downtown, they passed a section. In front of a building, there were boards up that had pictures of loved ones that were missing. John was the first to approach it and skimmed along all the pictures. He found himself and the other Beatles all together.
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He took the picture off and looked at it. "We're not the ones missing here. Now we know someone's alive and looking for the four of us."
George looked at the board too. He put up a picture of his parents. "If they see this, I wrote down where we will be at."
"Good idea." John followed suit and did the same thing with a picture of his wife Cynthia. He wasn't sure if she was okay. That made him worry. "Hopefully our families will see this if they haven't already. Wish Brian or Mal wrote where they are."
"So we continue the search."
"Give me a minute."
John put up a picture of his aunt. After that, Paul's brother and father. Then the last thing he put up was a picture of Ringo's family. "There. Now we can go. Come on."
There was a cooler off to the side with fresh water bottles and John grabbed three for the three of them.
"Let's recheck yer parent's house." John said.
"We checked three times."
"I know we did. Maybe they made it back."
"I doubt it.
"Alright. We continue searching and wont stop until we find them."
"If." George said under his breath.
"We will. There is no 'if's. They're alive. Every single one of them."
I made the hardest decision I could make. I have to turn in my two week notice to leave work permanently. I love working there. I had the best management and best people to work with. Gonna miss them.
