A bite of love (Starrison & Mclennon)

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Ringo's p.o.v

4 weeks past, and I am bigger than I thought. It looks like I'm four months pregnant, and not 4 weeks. I feel weak, George's mum comes twice a week to check up on me to make sure the baby isn't killing me. When I look in the mirror my cheeks are sunken in, and my skin is white as a ghost. I hate looking in the mirror, even though George tells me how beautiful I am, I look like a dead man. Louise tells me that the baby is feeding off of my blood, causing me to feel light-headed and weak. I keep on having this strange feeling that I'm being watched, but everytime I look no one's there.

George walks in, and walks to my bed. "How are you today?" He says kissing me, "Better, but I still feel like someone is watching me." "I'm watching you to make sure you're alright. That's probably what it is." He says stroking my face with his thumb. "Ha, maybe." I say kissing his hand. "George, can you stay while I sleep?" I say yawning, "Of course, dear." He kisses my head, and I drift off to sleep.

John's p.o.v

Ringo says that he feels like someone is watching him, and honestly I don't blame him. George has been crazy after Ringo got pregnant, always making calls to his mum, and making me and Paul get stuff for Ringo. I hate it, but everytime I complain Paul would hit me over the head with a paper or his hand, playfully of course. "John, what if someone is watching Rings?" Paul says laying on my chest, "Paulie, you and Ringo are just thinking too much." "Yes, but what if he is?" I know Paul is just looking out for Ringo because he's concerned, and I must admit I'm pretty concerned too. If the people from George's past find out, or have already found out, they can potentially kill Ringo and the baby. I don't want Paul to be worried, so I make a joke, "Well if someone is watching our Ritchie, then we will kick their ass." He laughs. "Maybe you're right." I kiss his head, "I love you." "I love you too."

A few days pass, and Ringo doesn't look like himself. It's only been about 4 weeks. I try my best to heal him, and make sure him and the baby is safe. We find out the baby is a girl, and Ringo and George already decided on a name it Elizabeth, or Eliza for short. For some reason I'm getting a real bad feeling for her and Rings. I shake it off, and continue to help Louise. "Ringo and the baby are doing much better. The chances of his survival increased a little, it used to be 50%, but now he has a 56% chance, so he is doing better." We all sigh in relief, some colour has returned to his face, but he still feels weak. He walks slower than usual, and need some support. George is always there for him when he needs it, even though I won't say it out loud, it is very sweet.

George went to get some food for Ringo, who was sleeping, and Paul and I we're on the ground playing cards. "Hey, you can't do that!" " Next time pay attention, and I won't cheat." He hits my arm, and I tackle him to the ground. I start tickling him, and he laughs. "Haha, no- ha Ringo's-ha sleeping!" His face is going red, and he pushes me off. "You bastard! You could've waken him up!" He says jokingly, trying to calm down. I kiss his nose, and he looks away trying not to laugh. I sit there with my hand on his thigh, and suddenly get a vision. "We strike tomorrow. He is too weak to fight, and Harrison would do anything to save him." "But sir, what are we going to do about McCartney and Lennon?" A young man says, "Our magic is far too powerful, than a wizard and shape shifter." "Yes, forgive me sir." "We attack tomorrow. Gather all of our men and women, and be prepared. We need to kill the fetus and human." "Yes sir!" Then the man leaves. I gasp and fall on my hands. Paul looks at me, "Johnny are you okay? What's wrong?" By now I'm sweating and I turn and see Paul looking worried, "They're coming!"

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