John couldn't get his wish and whisk Lou home to London. As was the usual tale of the Beatles, at this point in time, the tour was set in place. Set in stone.

Day after day, from the Liverpool nights in early August to the near end of the month, they moved around the country like gypsies selling their wares, the days draining and long. It had the boys stir crazy and bottled up in hotel room after identical hotel room. A bad scene for four strapping lads and too much time on their hands.

Southport on the west coast a small light, a beacon in the proceedings six days in one place and even though they would play the daily shows it was enough time to recoup and recover.

Only forty minutes north of Liverpool it was too much of a tease and it had John in the car cursing Mal to drive faster, rushing south to gather Lou and Evie, and cart the two and all their belongings to Southport.

Brian was slightly bothered that the girls could be a distraction in the cramped rooms but decided not to complain. He could see the sense in John having Lou and the baby nearby. Brian could see John had been trying hard to temper his rants and accommodate the press when all he had really wanted was to sleep or call Louise.

Brian quietly, to himself, even contemplated asking John if he wanted to release a statement to the press about Lou and Evie.

The next fortnight after Southport would see them nonstop crisscrossing England top to bottom then a last show in Northwich on the 15th September, just south of Liverpool, would finally let them head back to London.

The date was now set, Lou would move south again for real but in the meantime she would stay the week in Southport and head back, once again, to Liverpool til the 15th. It wasn't ideal, it wasn't conductive to their steps forward but it was a sign, a signal of a new start without deals and traffic lights set on flashing amber as had been the case.

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"What do you mean I can't go out, I need a laundromat to wash all Eve's things, Brian" Lou wasn't used to hotel's. It became plainly obvious as soon as she walked in the compact room. Suitcases and toys, baby's items abounding. Lou soon had a corner mapped out but with no kitchen she wondered how she would sort soft foods for the baby and wash and sterilise any bottles she used.

"Can't you hear that lot out there, Lou?!" Paul walked over and nodded to the open window the screams emitted were annoying and very much a constant on the ears.
Shrill female voices chattering and squawking calling for their hero's, their 'false gods' as Lou would like to heckle and eye-roll at them. All wanting to love John, Paul, Ringo and George as their own. Lou had been faintly amused at all the fuss created around them but now it was becoming a big bother and the girls seemed rather pathetic in the way they fawned over four stinky naughty boys from Liverpool.

"I just. Yes of course I can hear them" Louise put her hands on her hips and stared Paul down for treating her like a loon with no ears "I'm not deaf Paul. What would you have me do then?"

"Could do the laundry in the bathtub" George walked in and looked about wondering if a chair would ever become free after Lou crammed all the stuff in the bedroom. "Nah scrap that, nothing would dry, would be a sopping great mess.... a disaster of mould, a petri dish of disgusting mould growing in the lav"

"Louise" Brian walked in from the next room swiftly. If he had to walk he might as well get there fast, get in- get out but he did it all so gracefully.
No one even thought he was ever in a rush though, his steady façade dropped away slightly on seeing the mess of baby items littering the main room. Lou didn't know where she was supposed to be, so she picked a spot and dropped, dropped, dropped! "The hotel will do all the laundry for us, there are special bags in the bathroom drawer and I've organised another room with a small but entirely functional kitchen. Please don't fret Louise. Anything you need just come and see me, alright"

"Thanks Brian, I'll clear all this up right away. I'll try and be invisible" Lou sank to the floor and quickly started gathering all the toys toward her to re-pack Evie's belongings. She wanted to apologise for 'fretting' but she wasn't about to open her gob again and embarrass herself even more so. She was a hassle, this here all these baby items, all well and good in the flat or in a room able to hold a multitude of baby paraphernalia... but not in a room filled with men, the four boys, Neil, Mal, Brian... so busy, so full...

"Louise" Brian waited for Lou to glance up, she did a double take when she did. Brian had the sweetest most adorable smile she had ever seen adorn his face, he was easily twice as handsome without his worried looking brow and now his bright eyes smiled upon her "John and I both don't want you to be invisible anymore, Louie. We all need to sit down and work out how to introduce you to the media"

"Oh Brian .... I. I don't know what to say.... but should we? Really? John and I still might mess up" Lou tossed a rattle in the bag as Brian crouched down and looked Louise square in the eye "Aye you might, but then again.... you might not. A little faith in the both of you Louise, Evie needs this and so do John and you"

Brian walked off, Lou staring after him, chin almost on the ground. Brian surprising the life out of her with the remark. Lou sat quietly in the middle of the floor clutching a small toy giraffe wondering if this was such a good idea, the boys would be busy and knowing the stories oft told she knew of the hairy shenanigans they got up to. John would surely want to participate in it all and not be held down with 'Lead-weight Louise'.

As if she wished him beside her John fell down heavily on the carpet, rolling onto his back giving Lou a cracking big grin, making her belly glow warm and happy. He tugged her down onto his chest and played with the giraffe's head squeezed between them "Do I have some competition?"

"With who?" Lou was puzzled she hadn't even left the room.

"With Whommmmmm. This 'ere giraffe you were hugging the bits out of him, look at that. His neck is much longer than a normal animal" John pulled the squished giraffe out and tossed it over his shoulder, pulling Louise closer still, til she was kneeling over him hands firmly fixed on his chest. "'Ello there, May belle"

"Winnie" Lou's fingers curled and grabbed a fistful  of Johns shirt and he grinned wanting her to take more, Lou ducked her head and kissed the little spot right beside his lips, the briefest lightest touch making him cover her hands to not let her part "Hi Win"

"Do you have to call me, Winnie, Maybel - sorry Lou"

"Paul calls you John, George and Ringo too. Brian, Mal, Neil as well. Mimi calls you dear. What do you have me call you when I want your ear?"

"Sexy, big boy, stud muffin, hunk of love, man whore, husband"

"Well I could but not in public there'd be riots and I wouldn't want to lie either now would I" Lou winked and John turned them over quick smart making Lou lie beneath. The other boy's were wandering around stepping over, round or jokingly kicking John or Lou as they passed but both ignored their interruptions.

"Which was the lie ..... no don't say it" John huffed and kissed and nuzzled her neck instead, tasting the lingering coconut, he hadn't kissed away earlier.

"Johnny or Winnie, which do you prefer?" Lou grinned saucily "I could just say it like this ....." Louise whispered the words out, breathy and light,  her voice close and lips soft along Johns neck "Ohhhhh Johnnyyy" gentle tantalisingly breathlessness and wanting lyrics, hitting the right notes and only his ears. She fluttered kisses over his ear lobe and John shuddered.

"Oh dear god, Louise" John shifted lightly over her and showed Lou how much he liked her breathy and sexy words tickling his neck. His pulse charging electric thumps of life into the hard-on laying pressed atop her thigh. Louise smiled serenely looking up on his tortured face, she leaned up and licked his pulse-point that throbbed in his neck. "Briannnnnnn, room key..... Now!!!!!!"

"Are you two quite done there?" Paul sat on the chair beside them, his boots starting a tap, tap, tap on the floor by John's head. Brian dangled a key and John bound up and grasped Lou fingers, as she wiggled them at him, wanting him back with her on the rug, quickly pulling her up instead and trying to shuffle her from the room, Louise forever putting the brakes on, she had Evie to consider.

"Alright Louise, I'll listen out for our Eve" Paul nary looked up but the grin that adorned his face as John groused with a scowl and glare about the 'our Evie' bit said it all. Paul was very much enjoying Lou and John's antics, very, very much indeed.

Two rooms down and the door slammed open, John ripping his shirt away as he locked the door, backing Lou towards the bed ~she was his.

Lou hesitated and John slowed his attack "Too soon Louie luv?" so much for her heart, she thought, he cared to ask and she was overwhelmed he had even sensed her slightest hesitation. She shook her head and reversed to the bed fingers in his waistband pulling, beckoning him to follow her down.

Somehow Lou had John naked and herself still piled in clothes she giggled as she realised, usually the girl was the naked one.. now here she was attacking John like a vulture. But only for a moment, the bed dipped and John was peeling her like a banana biting and tasting quickly as the clothes fell away.

There was nothing slow in their movements like Buddy Holly said 'no more hesitating', no more clothes, no more thoughts of deals and regrets. All there was, was sex, hot steamy, all in, hungry sex.

Lou wasn't loose or jiggly and John revelled in his own 'eureka' of discovery, she had mountains and valleys and secret spots that needed touching and kissing. Today though he couldn't wait, wouldn't linger... she pushed him on faster, teasing him, whispering dirty words in his ear, on his neck, kissing him to the point of distraction.

They fell into the pillows and Johns wound his arms around her, fingers rubbing up and down her arm in gentle timing.

"Wow"

"Ummm yeah - wow" Lou brushed her hair away from her eyes and chanced a look at John's face, his big silly grin had her nudging him to behave, such a naughty boy he was. John decided to lean in, kissing her till she melted soft into his body once again.

"Oh May belle" John sighed heavily making Lou wonder whatever was the matter ".... I will be in dire need of a cock replacement if you are like that always"

Louise dissolved into peels of laughter as John got up on one elbow to hover over her, happily watching her grin with delight. Fingers found his cheek and she ran a line down his jaw and neck, over his shoulder and round to his back, finding her other hand she pulled him down to lay heavy on her. "Perhaps we should rest you well, like only have a once a month outing..."

"NO way" John groaned out as he squished his face in Lou's perfectly proportioned chest, not too big and not too small- just right, he thought. Lou shushed him with a kiss on his head and pulled his hair to make him look at her instead of her chest.

"You didn't say it" Lou smiled as John again collapsed into her chest, scrapping her fingers through the moptop snuggling her, kissing her cleavage greedily "Nor did I" she whispered.

"What?" came the muffled reply.

"We have this nasty habit of saying it was a mistake" Louise bit the inside of her cheek wondering if she should remind John of anything that went before.

John struggled up onto an elbow, wincing "Oh there it goes"

"What goes?"

"My back"

"You poor old decrepid man" Louise tapped Johns nose "We haven't talked much and here we are....."

"Here *kiss* we *kiss* are Louise" John kissed along her jaw, his body wanting another round but his back wasn't cooperating.

"....Sex before Speaking"

"Always the best form of conversation that way, I find usually" John grinned down at her as she ran her fingers over his shoulders tickling his skin.

"I. We..... Oh John, we need to sort out..... arrangements" Lou said lamely she didn't want to upset John, didn't want to ruin this moment but she was scared when she thought of returning to that flat and nothing being sorted.

"Louise, whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. No random birds in the flat. No saying my slipping it to you, is a mistake. Oh yeah, you better not say it's a mistake when you're entertaining my nether regions either!" Johns eyes bore into Lou's own. He was so close their noses almost touched, Johns eyes without his spec's needing to see what Lou really was thinking, wondering, wishing.

"Ok ok, I will not entertain your nether regions"

The look of anguish on John's face made Louise laugh uncontrollably, causing John to start ticking her to pieces "Say it!"

"Say what???" Louise replied with wide eyed innocent to what he was conversing about "you always have inane riddles Winnie"

"Say you will entertain my nether regions"

Louise clamped a hand over her mouth trying not to talk or have John grab her chin to treat her like a puppet and move her mouth about to 'speak'.

"OK that's it" John's attempt to pick Lou up stopped mid lift "ouch"

A/N: Never fear my intrepid readers John is fine. I'm just leading into a George Ringo Paul silly tale for you all!

Thanks for reaching this far!!!!!