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George's p.o.v

  It's been two weeks since we found out the news. It's been quiet, too quiet, there's no way that Norman could have forgotten about us, especially after what we did to Regan. I'm broken out of thought when I hear a soft snore from my chest, it was Ringo. We were watching some program on the telly, must've gotten tired. I think before picking him up and heading upstairs. I place him on the bed and kiss his forehead before leaving.

  Gently, I close the door behind me, across the hall I hear soft giggles coming from John and Paul's room. I look at my watch and realize it's getting late, they haven't eaten yet. I knock on the door and hear a grunt, John comes to the door with wrinkled clothes, "What?!" John says angry that I interrupted their kiss, "What do you want for dinner." "That's it?! I don't care, just get us some fish and chips." He says getting some money from the nightstand. I walk in and see a half naked Paul sprawled on the bed, trying to cover himself in some sheets. I stifle a giggle and John hands me the money, "There, I don't care what you get just sod off!" I turn around and leave the room.

  I'm walking home with the fish and chips, the sun is setting giving a beautiful orange red colour in the sky. The sky is setting a reminder that Ringo hasn't eaten in the last few hours, I'll go give this to John and Paul then get some blood from Eppy. I get to the flat and go get Paul and John. They we're both sweaty and Paul looked very flushed, "Here, I'm going to get some blood from Eppy." "Okay, when I'm done I'll go with you." Paul says. I groan, forgetting I have to have a babysitter when getting blood.

  Paul finishes and we start walking to Eppy's house. We reach his house and he let's us in. We chat about how Ringo is doing, "Alright, tomorrow I'll be over at around 5 to discuss some work and concerts, so be sure Richard is awake by then." We both nod and get ready to leave. I grab the different types of blood and my coat, "Okay, well we will see you tomorrow then. Thanks Eppy." He nods and we leave.

  I find Ringo awake with John on the couch. "Hello, love." He says smiling, "Hello, here you are dear." I say handing him two bags that say O-. "Ta." Normally, Ringo would want some animals blood, but ever since he got pregnant he's been wanting the blood bags. No problem, I like them over some poor creature. He finishes the bags and I throw them away. "Eppy said that he was going to come over at 5 tomorrow to discuss some music stuff." Paul says snuggling with John. We all nod and watch some film on the telly. I hear soft purrs emit from Paul as John starts rubbing his belly, I look down to see a drained Ringo. It looks like he has never seen the sun, he has bags under his eyes, and even his cheekbones are visible. He doesn't deserve to go through this, I think to myself. Honestly, as much as I'm happy we're having a child, I'm really worried for his health. Of course he has more chance of survival than he was when he was human, but he's still half human meaning he can still die. I feel a tug on my shirt, "George, I'm ready to go to sleep." He says sounding sleepy. I nod and pick him up, as he can barely walk, "Me 'n Ritchie are going to sleep." "Alright, we'll be up there after the movie." John says, now holding a small kitty. "Alright, night John, night Paul." I hear a hum and meow in response.

  I take Ringo upstairs, bridal style, and tuck him in. I kiss head and go take a shower. If he gets weaker, can he just heal himself? Is that even possible? It's only when the soap gets in my eyes, I hiss out in pain and start getting it out. When I'm out of pain, I turn off the water and dry myself off. I hear soft snores coming from the bedroom, I smile knowing that a soon to be father in there. All my bad thoughts leave me and I leave the bathroom. Ritchie is sleeping on his side, his hair is falling on his face, and his belly is showing through the cover. He looks really cute, I think before getting on my side on the bed. I kiss him one last time and pull him closer to me, I feel him snuggle a little closer, and I drift off to sleep.

 

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