Imagine

Chapter 22

After ten minutes of waiting in the car, John came back out of the house and approached the driver's side.

"Ey, where are you staying?"

"I'll look for a hotel. I'm sick of you."

John laughed. "Are you sure? Yer more than welcome to stay here."

"Nah. Me and the fellas will go to a hotel. I don't want to interfere in yer reunion with yer family."

"Okay. But drop by tomorrow so we could go to Wales."

"What time?"

"Uh..........maybe around noonish."

"Okay. I'll be over at around 11:30 then."

"11:45."

"Fair enough. Now, get the rest of yer family and get back inside before Mimi thinks we killed you."

"She's always hated you anyways."

"I know."

*****

John had gone back inside with the rest of his family and the two cars had left to a nearby hotel.

It was already late in the day and he was exhausted from the trip but stayed awake to catch up with his aunt. Meanwhile........the other three former Beatles had gotten three rooms side by side. 

Paul had ordered some take out food for them and they all sat around in George's room also catching up on things they didn't talk to each other about on the phone.

George cleared his throat. "So, what are you going to do when you get back to Scotland Paul?"

Paul thought about it for a moment. 

"I don't know. Hug my kids. I miss them."

"You don't miss Linda?" Ringo asked smiling.

"Course I do ye daft sod. I call her every night."

"What time is it?"

Ringo checked his watch. "7pm. Why? Got somewhere to be?"

"As if. Just curious. Anyways, Ringo, what's yer plan?"

"My plan? I haven't got one. I can't necessarily hug my kids because according to them, they're 'too old for hugs from their parents'. So, I'll just hug them from afar."

"Well Julian's 17 and he'll be hugging his old man tomorrow."

"That's different. He doesn't live with his dad and under these circumstances, you would too."

"Probably. So, anything new happen to anyone?"

"I managed to break my thumb last month." Paul said.

"How?"

"I tripped over my feet and fell. Its still healing but its fine."

"Yer clumsy."

"I know. What are the odds? Sounds like something Ritchie would do."

"Ey! I'm right here ye know." Ringo said to his defense.

"That's why I said it. You know its true. Yer as clumsy as me."

"Whatever you say."

"Okay. I'm going to my room. Got a long trip tomorrow. Any of you coming?"

"Yeh. I think I will. What time?"

"I'm leaving here about 11:30am. What about you George?"

"Count me in. I could use a good trip."

"Very well. I'll see you boys in the morning." Paul said as he stood up from an office chair and began to leave.

"I'm going too. Night everyone."

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Paul went to his room and made sure to lock the door after entering. He turned off the lights and went to a bed, wanting to get to sleep as he felt very tired from the long trip he had.

***

In Ringo's room, he tried to go to sleep even though he wasn't tired. He needed to sleep but his mind kept wondering over to the events from the week before and that very thing has been on his mind ever since it happened, preventing him from sleeping.

Instead of closing his eyes, he decided to call John to make sure everything was fine.

The phone rang three times before John answered.

"Yeh?"

"Hey. It's me. Just doing a check in."

"You don't need to check up on me. I'll be fine."

"I know but I felt that I needed to. Stay safe John."

"I will. Stop worrying. Look, if anything goes down, I'll be sure to tell you. Deal?"

"Yeh. Deal. Okay. Nite John."

Ringo hung up and laid back against the pillows. After another thirty minutes, he fell asleep.........