I wouldn't change a thing (McLennon)

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(A/N: This story is from Paul's point of view, forgot to put that in the intro)

I was driving home from work after a long shit day of teaching bratty teenagers poetry to bratty sarcastic hippy teenagers. I had the kids in the car and I was going to drop them off at John's Aunt's house because it was date night. somehow all 6 of the kids were asleep when the car phone rang. "Hello?" I asked "Hello is this Mr. Paul McCartney/Lennon?" the girl on the other end asked "yes whom am I speaking to?" I whispered trying not to wake the kids "this is nurse Mary Ellen from Saint Catherine's memorial hospital and Mr. John McCartney/Lennon was brought in a few moments ago dew to a fall down four flights of stairs. he has a broken Pelvis and a shattered spine he is in surgery right now to see how much of normalcy he will have in the future" Mary Ellen informed me. "Oh my god. who called it in" I asked "a Mr. Richard Starkey/Harrison" she replied. good I didn't have George and Ringo. "thank miss Sue Ellen" I said and with that the line went dead. 

"what's going on daddy?" Violet asked just waking up "Papa had an accident and I'm dropping you off at Auntie Mimi's house" I explained the best I could to a 3 year old.  when we got to Mimi's house I shuffled the kids into the house and quickly explained what happened and left. on the way to the hospital I called George and Ringo's car phone and didn't get a answer so I assumed that they were already at the hospital since Ringo called it in.

When i got to the hospital I quickly parked the car and ran into the hospital right into George's arms. "H-howd it happen?" I asked out of breath. "I don't know Paul.... We got there a few minutes after it happened but we don't know what happened" Ringo explained. "How do you know he fell down 4 flights?" I asked. "Because when we got there he was still conscious and said that he was coming down stairs after making the bed and slipped I guess.... He went unconscious mid sentence" George sighed.